All Chapters of The Alpha King's Human Mate : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

JACQUELINE Blair and I arrived at her house in comfortable silence. As she parked Chirpy, we both got out and began to move towards the door. As we stepped in, I thought for a splitting second that Blair’s mom would be there in the living room, maybe with a mug of coffee in hand, asking us why we were back so late. But the lights were dim, and the cushions on the couch sat undisturbed. “She’s not home yet?” I whispered, looking around. Blair shook her head, a small line tugging between her brows. “Sometimes she works overtime. The extra pay helps.”Her tone was casual, but I caught the flicker of sadness in her eyes. Resignation. It was in the way her voice softened at the edges and the way her gaze darted away quickly as if she didn’t want me to notice.I wanted to ask more, to press gently, but her shoulders were already stiff in a way that told me not to. So I followed her quietly upstairs, keeping my thoughts to myself. The door creaked softly as she pushed it open, and my he

JACQUELINESleep never came.I lay on my side all night, staring into the dark, hoping Blair would turn toward me. I hoped she would look at me, let me explain again, and let me hold her hand so she’d remember we had been through too much for it to end like this.But she didn’t.Every time I whispered apologetic words, every time I tried to move closer, she kept her back turned. Her body was stiff, as if she had built a wall between us. Even when tears slipped into my pillow, she didn’t move.By morning, my body ached from lying in the same position, but I still waited. I thought maybe when morning came, she'd be in a better mood to talk. That she would look at me and remember I was her friend, a friend that was worth being given a second chance. But instead, she got out of bed without looking at me, washed her face, and left the room.I stayed under the covers waiting for her to return, hoping that she would, until the door flew open and Amy came running in, full of energy.“Jackie!

EZRA“She killed again,” Arayas said.No hesitation, no softening. Her voice cut through the low murmurs in the room.The joy that had been bouncing off the walls only moments ago fizzled out. Laughter ceased. And the murmurs quickly followed. Some of the younger wolves lowered their eyes to the ground as if afraid to meet mine. Others stared at me openly, confusion and fear tangled together in their gaze.“Who?” Jaros asked, his tone flat, his expression pained.Arayas turned her head slowly, her jaw tight. “Two guards. At the east side. And a woman.”The courthouse was thrown into sudden silence. As the people gazed at me, I could read their thoughts.The demon wolf hadn’t gone down alone. We hadn’t been completely victorious.Larek’s voice brought me out of my thoughts. “A woman?”Arayas nodded once. “Pregnant.”The sound that came next wasn’t one sound—it was many. A low groan rose from someone’s chest. Another let slip a curse under their breath. A heavy hand slammed against the

ARAYAI slipped through the agitated crowd unnoticed, neither my alpha Tades nor the council elders giving me so much as a glance.I walked quickly down the hall and toward the west wing of the court. My pace quickened, my breath hitching. Every few steps I twisted my neck to look behind me, making sure I was not being followed.When I reached the hidden door, I glanced around to confirm there were no servants loitering nearby. Then I pressed my hand against the wall and muttered the magical words I knew by heart.For a second, I feared the door would not open. This meeting had not been planned; the man was not expecting me. But I needed to see him. He needed to be briefed about the new development.The wall parted, and I stepped through. The door slammed shut behind me. I hurried into the dark halls, my footsteps echoing against damp stone, until I reached the throne where He sat, almost as if He had expected me all along.I should have bowed. I should have kept my lips sealed until

JACQUELINEThe first few days I told myself it was temporary. That if I gave Blair enough space, she would find her way back to me, the way she always had. She just needed time to cool off, to stop seeing my choices as betrayal. I kept whispering that to myself as if repeating it enough would make it real.So I went to school every morning with a quiet determination. I dressed carefully, choosing the little details she used to notice, the ones that made her smile or tease me in that half-serious way. Even in Mrs. Winterthur’s class, I made sure to slide into the seat beside hers, the place that felt like it belonged to me. But each time, she found an excuse. A sudden need to fetch a book. A new partner waiting in the row behind. Sometimes she wouldn’t even glance at me, just sat down across the room as though I carried some invisible infection. The empty chair beside me seemed louder than anything Mrs. Winterthur said.By the end of the week, it wasn’t just the empty chair anymore. I