All Chapters of The Alpha King Begged His Omega to Come Back: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

(Sarah's POV)Alexander stood at my apartment door, his face pale, eyes bloodshot, and his usual alpha aura flickering weakly. This wasn’t the composed, untouchable man who had treated Aria with callous indifference years ago; this was someone desperate, fractured, teetering on the edge of something raw."Little sister Sarah..." he choked out, his voice hoarse and trembling.My body tensed at the words, a name I hadn’t heard in what felt like a lifetime. The very same name he used to call me back when we lived in the Windsor Pack orphanage together. Just hearing it brought a flood of unwanted memories surging to the surface.I gripped the edge of the doorframe tighter, narrowing my eyes at him. “Don’t call me that,” I said flatly, my wolf bristling at the sudden familiarity coming from someone who had all but destroyed our lives. It felt wrong, hearing it from his lips after years of distance and betrayal.He flinched visibly, like my words had physically struck him, but I didn’t

(Aria's POV)Derek’s ice-blue eyes bore into mine, unblinking, cold, and unnervingly sharp. It felt as though he could slice my thoughts open and expose every inch of my mind. His presence filled the room like a storm brewing just before it unleashed its wrath, suffocating with its sheer dominance.“You want to leave,” he stated flatly, his voice quiet but laced with steel. It wasn’t a question. It was a challenge.I swallowed hard, gathering my resolve. My hands were trembling, but I clenched them tightly together in my lap to keep them still. “Yes,” I said firmly, though my voice betrayed the faintest quiver. “There are urgent matters I need to discuss with Alexander.”The room grew deathly quiet, the air heavy with tension. His lips parted slightly, but no words came at first. The silence stretched so taut, I could almost hear the distant pounding of my own heart.He tilted his head ever so slightly, his jaw tightening as his icy mask remained in place. But his eyes darkened, d

(Aria's POV)My room felt colder tonight, the steady drumming of rain on the windows only amplifying the stillness. I sat curled up in the oversized armchair by the window, staring into the stormy darkness outside. My thoughts were a tangle of confusion and frustration. Derek’s absence for the past few days had both relieved and unsettled me. His volatility made every interaction feel suffocating, yet his silence, his avoidance, left me feeling strangely on edge.A sudden glare of headlights pierced through the rain-soaked night. I narrowed my eyes, leaning closer to the cold glass. A sleek black Bugatti pulled into the sprawling driveway of Derek’s villa. The engine purred before shutting off, and Derek emerged, tall and commanding, even through the downpour. His silver-grey hair clung damply to his face as he removed his formal pack robes, his movements sharp and impatient. He barked a command to Samuel, his voice carrying even through the storm. The few words I caught sent a faint

(Derek's POV)The rain had yet to stop. It hammered against the windows, relentless, but no amount of water could cool the storm brewing inside me. My ice-blue eyes glanced toward the window for just a moment. Through the blurry pattern of rain, I could see it. Him.Alexander Blackwood, standing like a drenched mutt by my gates, unmoving despite the downpour. His soaked figure didn’t waver, a stubbornness that was both desperate and pathetic. My lips curled slightly.How fitting, I thought bitterly.The only thing more pathetic than him standing there was the fact that he thought this display would earn him anything.I tightened my hold on Aria, keeping her pinned in my arms. She wriggled faintly, her silver hair spilling over my fingers. Her struggles were weak, meaningless, but I recognized the frantic spark in her violet eyes.Her defiance had a way of twisting something deep in me. It irritated me, yet drew me in all the same. My jaw clenched as I buried the thought beneath c

(Alexander's POV)The rain kept pounding, relentless and cold. Each drop felt like it was cutting into my skin, but I didn’t care. My eyes stayed locked on her—Aria. She was standing right there, just a few steps away, but it felt like a chasm had opened between us. That gap had been growing for five years, and now it felt uncrossable.Her silver hair clung to her face, wet and messy in the rain, but she looked... ethereal. Except her violet eyes weren’t filled with warmth, or hope, or the quiet trust I used to see. There was hesitation there. Fear.And then I saw them.The marks.Derek’s mate marks glaring at me on the pale skin of her neck. Fresh.My wolf howled inside, baring its teeth, claws ready to tear, but it couldn’t reach her. The mate marks were a declaration of possession, of dominance, and they were like a punch straight to my gut. I froze, unable to move."Aria..." The word broke from me, shaky and raw.She flinched at the sound of my voice. My chest tightened pai