Semua Bab The Alpha King Begged His Omega to Come Back: Bab 61 - Bab 70

(Samuel's POV)The hum of the elevator was the only sound in the Golden Moon Hotel’s empty hallway. It was late, and my duty was clear—to assess potential risks in the area and ensure nothing threatened the balance between packs.This was protocol.But what I saw tonight was anything but routine.Through the barely open door of Alexander Blackwood’s private suite, I froze. There she was—Aria. Her body lay still, her silver hair flowing over the dark sheets like a cascade of moonlight.My mind immediately raced, and my wolf stirred within me. This wasn’t right. What was she doing here? This suite belonged to Alexander—the Black Wood heir and Alpha-to-be. A man burdened with responsibility, a man engaged in securing critical alliances.There was no reason—no acceptable reason—for Aria, an unclaimed omega with a controversial history, to be in his space.I swallowed thickly. Questions clawed at my insides. Had she coerced him, or had he brought her here himself? The answers didn’t

*(Aria's POV)*The faint buzz of my phone drew my attention as I sat on the edge of the plush armchair. My heart sank the moment I opened the pack social network. There it was. The photo.I stared at it, my breath catching as the image refused to disappear. I was sprawled on Alexander’s bed, silver hair cascading like a betrayal of my inner turmoil. Beside me, Alexander stood, his expression unreadable, yet somehow intimate in a way that sent shivers down my spine.The photo should've been nothing—just an unfortunate angle caught in a moment. But to the world of wolves hungry for scandal, it was fuel. The comments were relentless and scathing. My name appeared alongside whispers of calculated schemes, questions about my integrity mixed with unfounded rumors.Taking a deep breath, I composed myself and turned to Alexander, who was standing near his desk, scrolling through his phone. “That picture,” I started, keeping my voice steady despite the storm raging within, “it’s causing rum

(Alexander's POV) The waiter set the steak down in front of me with precision, but my interest in the carefully arranged dish was fleeting. My attention, as it had been all throughout dinner, remained locked on Aria sitting across from me.She looked so small in the oversized leather chair, her silver hair spilling across her shoulders like frail threads of moonlight. But it wasn’t just her size that caught my notice—it was her fragility.Her face, once glowing with life, now looked pale and drawn. The faint hint of shadows under her violet eyes told stories of sleepless nights and relentless struggles that she refused to share. Her arms, though slender, were alarmingly thin, as if the strength that had once fueled her fiery defiance had been slowly chiseled away.“You should eat,” I said evenly, sliding a piece of steak onto her plate. The movement was casual, but the protective instinct that surged within me was anything but. My wolf stirred uneasily, its whine lingering in the b

(Aria's POV)Derek's hand was firm against the curve of my waist, his fingers pressing through the fabric of my coat. I tried to push those thoughts away, the ones yelling at me to keep true to my resolve.But then, his teeth grazed the tender skin of my neck.It wasn’t aggressive. It wasn’t painful. But it was deliberate. A warning.His breath was hot against my skin, and I could feel the faint scrape of his fangs as if he were testing how close he could venture without breaking me completely.My wolf's response was instant, trembling beneath the weight of his proximity. It recognized him, despite everything. My instincts screamed to submit, to turn toward him even as my rational mind fought back against that pull.I tried to turn away, though my motions were weak at best.Derek was silent, utterly still, but his hold on me tightened, locking me in place like prey before the predator's claim. Cedar and something spicy surrounded me—his scent. It drowned out my ability to focus.

(Aria's POV)The silence between us was heavier than the crashing waves outside. Derek's cold demeanor wrapped around me like a suffocating fog, his eyes locked on me with an intensity that made my omega wolf cower and whimper in my soul.I tucked a stray strand of silver hair behind my ear, trying to regain some semblance of composure. But the pressure of his gaze was like an invisible hand tightening around my throat."Alexander," I began hesitantly, my voice barely audible over the roaring ocean outside, "he wasn’t just... another alpha to me."Derek’s jaw tightened, his hand clenching the vial of herbs he always carried. His silence demanded more from me.I swallowed hard. My heart fluttered weakly in my chest, making it harder to breathe, harder to speak. But I continued."We grew up together," I confessed, forcing myself to look past the regal lines of his face, at the empty horizon beyond the windshield. "He used to say that—" I paused, my throat tightening as old memories