All Chapters of The Alpha King's Human Mate : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

JACQUELINEI left the coffee shop after three hours of chatting with Adam, feeling oddly relieved. As we both moved towards our cars, I turned to him with a smile and said. “That was really, really nice.”He smiled back. “Nice enough for a repeat?” His voice was slightly teasing. Yes, nice enough for that.” I answered. Adam, like the gentleman he was, walked me to my car, and as I got in, he leaned against the window the same way he'd done that night when Blair drove my car back to hers. “I think it's finally time for us to exchange contacts.”“I was thinking you'd forget again.” I laughed as I reached for my phone and gave it to him to punch his digits in. As he handed my phone back, I said. “Thanks for the coffee.”“Thanks for your time. Jacqueline.” He responded in a tone that showed he meant it. “Call me Jackie.” I said. He nodded with a smile and stepped away as I put the car into drive. “I'll text you.” He promised. I nodded with a smile and peeled out of the parking l

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-THREEJACQUELINEFor a long time after I woke, I could not move.The ceiling above me felt unfamiliar, too white, too bright. My room looked the same as always, yet nothing truly was. The posters, the small bookshelf, the soft blue curtains that fluttered with the morning breeze all seemed distant, like relics from another life.I pushed myself upright slowly, my body trembling. The air felt strange against my skin, colder somehow, and my heart pounded with a rhythm that did not belong to this world. Every breath I took was shallow. Every sound in the house seemed louder than it should be.When I finally turned my head, the room appeared both familiar and foreign. The phone on my nightstand blinked with a missed message. The calendar still hung crooked near my mirror. Yet everything shimmered faintly, as though the world itself were holding its breath.I rose from the bed. My legs were weak. The floor beneath my feet felt solid but distant, as though my b

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-FIVEJACQUELINEThe car started with a low growl.Mom’s knuckles were white against the steering wheel. The road ahead blurred into streaks of morning light, every sound too sharp, every movement too loud. The world outside the window moved faster than it should have, or maybe it was me who had slowed down.I pressed a hand to my temple. The pain wasn’t as sharp now, but it still throbbed like a pulse beneath my skin. The voices were fading, retreating into some dark corner of my mind, but their echo lingered.Mom glanced at me again and again as she drove. “We’ll be there soon,” she whispered, as if the words themselves could anchor me to this world.I nodded faintly, staring out the window. The cat was gone. Only the empty porch remained behind us.The drive to Saint Mary’s felt endless. I could hear my own heartbeat over the hum of the tires, a steady rhythm that did not feel entirely human. Each beat seemed to carry a second pulse beneath it, foreign

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-SEVENJACQUELINEI stared at the phone for a long moment before setting it down.“Who was that?” Mom asked.“A friend from school,” I answered simply.“Just a friend?” she asked doubtfully.“Just because I’m pregnant doesn’t mean I’ve been sleeping around, Mom. I only had sex once and it was my first time, so cut me some slack, okay?” I snapped, instantly regretting my words when her eyes widened and pain filled their depths.I dropped my gaze to my hands, my throat closing over.“I’m sorry,” I whispered sorrowfully.Mom cleared her throat, and after a few seconds of uncomfortable silence, said,“This is a whole lot to take in, and I understand that we’re both trying to grapple with everything that has happened. I need a break to think things through, and so do you. I’ll go to the break room and grab breakfast. Is there something you would like?”“Just coffee,” I answered, forcing a smile that came off as a grimace.Mom looked meaningfully at my tummy, th

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY NINE EZRAHer insult stung, but I ignored it. “Who sent you?” I rasped.She regarded me without pity. “You’ll learn soon enough.”Anger coiled in my chest. I gripped the collar, trying to rip it apart. It held firm.Arayas moved closer, voice steady. “You won’t break it by force. Not here.”Before I could answer, she reached into her belt and pulled a thin coil of silvered cord. With a few quick, practiced motions, she looped it around my wrists, then around a jut of rock beside me. The bindings hissed where they met my skin, locking tight.It took seconds. When she stepped back, I could not move. The cords gleamed faintly in the cave’s light, and the iron collar pulsed cold against my throat.She stood over me, breathing lightly. “You’re not going anywhere, Alpha.”For a moment, I said nothing. The air between us thickened.“You’ve betrayed your pack,” I said, voice low. “You’ve chosen a treacherous path.”She didn’t flinch. “I chose what I must,” she s