All Chapters of The Alpha King's Human Mate : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

JACQUELINEThe night was still. My room was dark, except for the faint blue glow of the streetlamp filtering through the curtain. I had left the window open just a crack. The breeze slipped in and brushed my skin like a whisper. My sheets tangled around my legs, and I turned over for what felt like the hundredth time.Then sleep came.I don't know when it started. Maybe the moment I closed my eyes. One second I was lying in my bed, and the next, I was trapped in something small and tight. It was dark. Not just dark, but full, like the shadows had weight. I couldn't move. I tried, but my arms pressed against something solid. My knees were bent awkwardly. There was no room to stretch or turn. And worst of all, there was water.It was rising.Cold water filled the tiny space around me. It crept up my neck, into my ears, slid along my scalp. I opened my mouth to scream, and water rushed in. I choked, sputtered, kicked. But there was no space. No air. No escape.I was in a coffin. Underwat

EZRAGyai lay next to me, her bare back curved into the shape of the moon as she nestled under my arm. Her cheek pressed softly to my chest, her hair spilled over my skin like silk, and every now and then, she drew in a small breath, as if reminding herself that this was real. That she was here. I was too.I kept one arm behind my head, the other around her. I didn’t need anything else. Her warmth, her scent, the way she reached for my fingers under the blanket and threaded hers through them was enough. It had been a long time since I shared silence with someone without needing to fill it. It’s been a long time since my body wasn’t tensed in readiness for violence. It's been a long time since I let myself rest.She turned her face slightly, enough that I could feel her lips move against my skin. “Where were you before the Grim pack?”The question hung in the air.I didn’t answer right away. My breath stilled, like the silence outside had pressed into my lungs. I stared at the ceiling.

JACQUELINEThe first thing I felt was the headache. It throbbed behind my eyes, dull and slow like a warning bell that wouldn’t shut up. My mouth was dry, and when I sat up with a groan, my whole body felt like it had been in a fight. I blinked against the morning light trickling through the curtain, feeling groggy and sluggish.My body needed sleep and rest, but fear hadn't allowed it to have that. I sat at the edge of my bed, elbows resting on my knees, hands hanging loose as I thought again about the nightmare, wondering why I could possibly be dreaming about a thing like that. I stared at the floor. Nothing moved. The house was quiet. My breath was shallow, and I tried to calm the nervous energy jittering beneath my skin.Then I felt the soft pad of paws against the floor. The cat. She jumped onto the bed beside me, then rubbed her face against my arm before curling up against my thigh. Her fur was warm and soft. I reached down and stroked her slowly. She purred low and deep, a

EZRAThe moment I opened my eyes, I knew something was wrong. I hadn't even realized when I fell asleep. Gyai, my sweet little Gyai, had been in my arms, and I'd been stroking her long silky hair. That was the last thing I remembered.I yawned and stretched as I wondered just how long I had slept. My body ached from lying still for too long, and when I shifted, the sheet slid against my bare skin.I reached out a hand to pull Gyai's body against mine, but all I touched was the cold bedsheet. The bed was empty.The place where she had been was cold, the faintest dent in the mattress the only sign that she had ever been there at all.My pulse quickened.I pushed myself up, the blankets pooling at my waist. For a second I told myself she was just in the next room. That she’d be back any moment. But the part of me that had lived three hundred years without her was already moving before I could talk myself down.My feet hit the floor. The wood was cool against my soles.Had we had some s

JACQUELINE Blair was still staring at me like she could see the dream crawling under my skin. Her eyebrows were pulled together so tight there was a little line between them.“That is really messed up,” she said, shaking her head. “Like… nightmare messed up. I don’t even have words.”I let out a breath I had been holding since I woke up. “I know. It is the scariest thing I have ever experienced. I keep thinking about it and my whole body just—” I rubbed my arms. “It is like my skin remembers it.”She glanced at me, the corner of her mouth twitching like she wanted to say more but wasn’t sure if she should. “Do you think maybe it is just about… him leaving?”My stomach twisted. “Ezra?”“Yeah. The heartbreak. The pain. All of it piling up until your brain makes up something awful.”I shook my head. “It feels like more than that. It is not just sad. It is heavy. Like someone put a lid on me and I cannot move or scream or breathe. It does not feel like something my mind just made up. It