All Chapters of ALPHA KAEL'S BREEDER : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Chapter 62ELENA POVThe moment Kael stormed out with Aria in his arms, the packhouse walls seemed to tremble with the echo of his fury. His accusations still clung to the air like smoke after fire, sharp and choking. My skin burned, not from guilt,because I had nothing to do with Aria’s sudden collapse,but from the sting of his words, the sharp bite of his gaze when he turned it on me.As if I could ever want harm for her.I stood in the middle of the hall, arms wrapped around myself, fury simmering beneath my ribs. The pack workers had scattered back to their duties, pretending to wipe floors and polish banisters though their ears strained toward every sound. Murmurs buzzed like bees behind closed lips.And then came the sound I dreaded,the low, taunting laugh that crawled under my skin like knives.Venessa.She appeared from the shadows of the corridor, all red lips and poison-sweet smirk, her long dark hair flowing like she had walked straight out of some gothic painting. She lean

Chapter 64Aria’s POVI couldn’t sleep, I was surrounding by people, friendenemies. The bed might as well have been made of thorns. Every time I closed my eyes, flashes of Kael’s voice, his anger, the way everyone looked at me earlier—it kept crashing back in jagged waves. My body felt too heavy for the mattress, my mind too loud for the silence.So I gave up.Pushing the blanket aside, I slipped out of bed with careful steps. Maybe some water… maybe tea. Anything to quiet the storm clawing inside me. I padded into the hall, one hand pressed lightly against my stomach, trying to steady the roil of unease.But the moment I reached the stairs, it happened.A sharp, tearing pain ripped through me so violently I couldn’t breathe. My knees buckled. My wolf surged, unbidden, rolling like thunder in my chest. My vision blurred as I staggered against the railing, clutching it with white-knuckled fingers.The pain was unbearable. Like my insides were being pulled in opposite directions.A str

ARIA POVThe door shut behind Kael and for a moment the silence pressed against me like a weight. My chest felt tight and I could not tell if it was from the way he had looked at me or from the ache twisting low in my stomach. I sat there staring at nothing, fingers gripping the blanket until my knuckles were white. My mind would not calm down.Finally I pushed the blanket aside and forced myself to stand. My legs trembled but I steadied them. I made my way slowly to the bathroom, every step heavy, my thoughts racing faster than I could catch them. Inside I closed the door behind me and leaned on the sink. The mirror showed me a pale face, eyes shadowed with fear. I swallowed hard and pressed my palm against my belly.The ache pulsed again and this time it was sharper, different, alive. My breath caught. I pressed harder and then froze. Something moved. Not me, not hunger, not nerves. Something inside me. I staggered back from the sink and clutched at my stomach. My heart hammered so

Aria POVI could feel his eyes on me before he even spoke. Kael’s gaze was like a weight pressing against my skin, making it harder to breathe. I tried to look anywhere but at him, but that only made the silence louder. The clinking of cutlery from Venessa and Elena felt like daggers scratching against my nerves. Finally his voice broke through, deep and controlled, carrying that edge that always made people stop breathing for a moment.“Aria.”My name left his lips with a gravity that made my chest tighten. I lifted my head slowly, meeting his stare, and for a split second I wished I hadn’t. His eyes were sharper than knives, digging into me, stripping me bare in ways that made my lies feel paper-thin.“Yes Alpha,” I said, steadying my tone though my throat was dry.His jaw tightened, the faintest muscle twitch betraying that he was already losing patience. “Your behavior,” he said slowly, almost tasting the words before throwing them at me, “has been strange. Different. You avoid qu

Aria povThe sound that dragged me out of sleep wasn’t gentle. It was loud voices layered over each other, sharp and ugly, like the house itself was shaking. I sat up with a frown still half tangled in the sheets. Morning sunlight slipped through the curtains but it did nothing to soften the chaos downstairs. My head was pounding from the noise.I splashed water on my face quickly and tied my hair back with the first band I could find. I didn’t bother looking perfect. Whatever was happening downstairs sounded more important than mascara or polished hair. My legs carried me fast down the stairs until I reached the main hall.The sight stopped me cold. The entire line of pack workers stood in rows heads bowed fear etched into their faces. Some looked like they hadn’t even finished their chores before being dragged here. In the middle of it all stood Elena dressed in silk that glistened under the morning light her arms crossed and her voice sharp as a whip.“My necklace is gone” she anno