All Chapters of A DEAL WITH THE ALPHA DEVIL: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Fiona's povThe rope on my wrists burns every time I tried to remove them. The rocking of the canoe only made me feel weaker. Zeus sat at the back, hands steady on the paddle while his knife laid on his body, eyes drifting each sides like his ready for another attack.I had already tried kicking my legs, twisting my body, even ramming my shoulder into his side when he leaned forward but nothing worked. He barely reacted, only tightened the rope across my waist until I was pinned to the wooden bench.The air smelled strange, I have never been there before. Nothing of familiar to my pack. Does it mean this boundary couldn't stand my powers. None of it was coming.But somewhere under the water, I could hear the low noises of currents dragging against the canoe’s hull. i got scared not just from the swirling but from the thought that nobody knew I was here.“Let me go,” I hissed, my voice sharp from anger. “Logan will find me, and when he does—”Zeus didn’t even turn his head. “He can try

Fiona's pov The salty taste of the river water I just survived from, still stuck bitter to my tongue. My lungs hurting each time I coughed, my wrists burned from the rough itches of the ropes. I pushed my hair out of my eyes, forcing my head up despite how heavy it felt.The clearing elapsed around me like a stage I’d been thrown onto. Warriors stood in a tight circle, their bodies boiling and armor dripping from the river spray. The silver markings painted on their faces glowed faintly in the limelight. Every spear tip was angled inward, toward me and Zeus, as if I was something dangerous.At the center, Wakanda sat tall in a carved wooden chair carried out for him as if he were a king on display. His hair was pulled back into thick braids, his armor layered and polished, a golden crest over his chest catching the light. His presence really commanding and fearful. Even still, when he did, his voice seemed to drag the air tighter around us.My eyes caught someone just behind him. My

Fiona's pov I stepped in front of him and held out my hands. My chest was tight, my legs felt heavy, but I wouldn’t let him take another step."Stop, Wakanda," I said. My voice came out rough. "Please, don’t do this."His head turned toward me. His eyes searched mine, and for a moment there was nothing but silence between us. Then his lips curved in something that wasn’t a smile."If you agree to marry me," he said slowly, "I will let everyone go."The words struck me like a slap. My mind twisted. The warriors around us stopped moving. Even the torches seemed to burn still, as if the flames waited for my answer.From behind him, Logan’s voice ripped through the stillness."Don’t accept that, Fiona!"I looked at him. He was tied to a post, blood seeping from his side where his wound hadn’t healed. His face was pale but his eyes burned into mine, full of warning. His jaw was tight. I knew him well enough to understand what he was thinking, he would rather die than have me give myself t

Fiona's pov The warriors surrounded us in a wide circle. One stepped ahead of the rest. He was tall, his hair bound in braids pulled tight to the back, his chest armored in black plates that caught the torchlight. His gaze swept over the scene — Wakanda bleeding on the ground, Rowan struggling to lift himself, Logan barely conscious in my arms."Take them," he said. His voice was even, but it rolled through the clearing like an order that could not be denied.Two warriors rushed to Wakanda first. They hauled him up despite his groan, his head hanging, but his eyes still burning at me.I shifted my body to shield Logan, but a heavy hand clamped onto my arm."Move," one of them ordered.I pulled back, my grip on Logan tightening. "He can’t walk," I said, my voice low but steady.The warrior didn’t argue. He simply bent, wrenched Logan from my hold, and threw him over his shoulder like he weighed nothing.Logan grunted in pain, but didn’t fight. His head turned toward me as they carrie

Fiona's pov Zeus’s blade still dripped with Wakanda’s blood. The great warrior lay sprawled on the ground, his growls fading into weak gasps. The clearing smelled of fire, blood, and betrayal. I could barely breathe as I clutched Logan against me, his body weak, his hand clutching at my arm like he was holding onto the last thing that tethered him to life.“Stay with me,” I whispered to him, brushing my hand across his jaw. His lips moved, trying to form my name, but his strength failed him.Then Zeus stepped closer. His shoulders sagged, his chest heaved, but his eyes—those sharp, restless eyes—never wavered from me. “Fiona,” he said, his voice breaking in a way I hadn’t heard before. “Forgive me. I was greedy. I thought if I bargained with you, I could buy back everything I lost. My pack. My honor. My life.”My chest tightened. I wanted to scream at him, to curse him for every lie, every rope that had bound my hands, every moment he’d stolen from me. But my throat was raw, my body