Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha King Begged His Omega to Come Back: Kabanata 181 - Kabanata 190

(Aria's POV)I lay in the darkness, no longer able to see the world around me. The silver poisoning had accelerated my condition, leaving me with nothing but darkness in these final days. I sensed movement near the door as Sarah left to fetch wolfsbane-infused healing water.The silence in the room felt heavy. I focused on my breathing, each inhale more laborious than the last. My omega wolf was tired, so tired of fighting.Suddenly, I felt someone approaching my bedside. The floor creaked slightly under their weight - too heavy to be Sarah. My enhanced omega senses caught a familiar scent - cedar mixed with moonstone, bringing memories flooding back from years ago.Assuming it was Sarah returning, I reached out my hand weakly. "Sarah..." I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper.Instead of Sarah's slender fingers, a larger hand grasped mine. It trembled slightly, as if its owner was holding back a torrent of emotions. The skin was rough in places - an alpha's hand, hardened fr

(Aria's POV)I drifted through waves of darkness, my consciousness ebbing and flowing like a tide. The pain had receded, replaced by a strange numbness that seemed to spread from my core to my limbs. My wolf heart was failing, each beat more labored than the last.When I finally managed to open my eyes, I saw nothing but darkness. My blindness was complete now, robbing me of even the blurry shapes I'd clung to earlier. My body felt foreign to me – swollen and heavy, refusing to obey even the simplest commands.I sensed Alexander's presence beside me. He hadn't left, despite my pleas for him to return to his territory. The stubborn alpha had maintained his vigil, his scent a comforting reminder of simpler times."Alex?" My voice was barely a whisper, hoarse from disuse.I heard the rustle of clothing as he leaned forward, his warm hand immediately finding mine."I'm here, little wolf." His voice was thick with exhaustion and worry."Is the sun out today?" I asked, yearning for on

(Alexander's POV)I stumbled into the emergency treatment room, my hand braced against the cold wall for support. My legs threatened to give way beneath me as the full weight of what was happening crashed down on my shoulders.Aria lay on the wolfsbane-infused healing table, so small and frail that she barely made an impression on the surface. She looked almost lifeless, her chest rising and falling in such shallow movements that I had to strain to see them. Only the slight flutter of her eyelids beneath their long lashes hinted at any remaining life within her broken body.The pack healers had cleaned the silver burns from her face, revealing a sickly pallor that made my alpha wolf whimper in distress. Her silver hair spread across the pillow like moonlight spilled onto snow.Even now, facing death, she retained her ethereal beauty. She reminded me of the rare silver moon flower that blooms only once every hundred years in the deepest parts of pack territories. Yet, like that lege

(Alexander's POV)The high-pitched shriek of the wolf heart monitor pierced through the silence of the emergency healing chamber. A long, continuous wail that signaled what my heart already knew - Aria's wolf had faded. She was gone.The sound seemed to echo through my very bones, a physical pain that doubled me over. I watched as the last remnants of her pack bonds dissolved into nothingness, silver wisps that disappeared into the air. Gone. Just... gone.Sarah's anguished cry cut through the monitor's alarm. Her beta form crumpled to the floor beside Aria's bed, her eyes rolling back as consciousness fled. Dr. Reed rushed to her side, calling for assistance."Get her to healing chamber three! Now!" His commanding beta voice barely registered in my consciousness.Pack healers swarmed around Sarah's collapsed form, lifting her onto a stretcher and rushing her away. Their urgent voices and hurried footsteps faded into background noise as my world narrowed to the still form on the b

(Alexander's POV)I cradled the silver urn against my chest as the pack vehicle pulled up to my private estate. The engraved pack symbols caught the moonlight, casting ghostly patterns across my formal robes. The urn felt impossibly heavy in my hands, as if it contained not just Aria's ashes but all the weight of our tragic history.My enhanced pack guards flanked me as I approached the entrance, their faces solemn. Dr. Reed walked slightly behind, his beta presence muted with respect for my grief.The massive doors swung open before I reached them. Marcus Steel, my beta housekeeper, stood in the doorway. His eyes widened at the sight of me."Alpha Blackwood," he said, bowing deeply. "We weren't expecting you back so soon."I didn't respond, couldn't find words past the hollow ache in my chest. I simply walked past him, the silver urn clutched protectively to my body.Marcus's gaze fell on the urn, then shifted to the sorrowful expressions of Dr. Reed and my pack guards. Understa