Lahat ng Kabanata ng Sleeping with the Alpha Who Despised Me: Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

Zed’s POV “What?” I asked, clearing my throat. “I didn’t quite get the question.”Elder Marius leaned forward, folding his wrinkled hands on the table. “Alpha Zed, we asked if you’ve considered letting the temple priestesses perform the deep soul cleansing for the Luna before the burial. Given how mysterious her death was… we must be certain.”I nodded slowly, eyes narrowing. “I have considered it. But I don’t want any rituals that would dishonor her. She was still my mother. If we must do a cleansing, it should be done with respect and dignity. Nothing extreme.”“She was the Luna,” Elder Runo added. “We cannot afford to take chances. If her death was caused by a dark force, her spirit might not rest. And if we bury her without cleansing, it may bring unrest to the pack.”Elder Thom snorted. “We don’t even know if it was a dark force! What if she just fell ill? The healers couldn’t find anything supernatural. It’s cruel to subject her body to such rituals without proof.”“And it’s fo

Jay – POV“River,” I repeated, my voice sharper this time. “What the hell was Zed doing here?”She stiffened, her eyes darting everywhere but at me.“Did he come here to see you?” I asked again, stepping closer. “Are you seeing him behind my back?”“No!” she snapped almost instantly. “Why on earth would you think that?”“I don’t know, River,” I said, my voice rising. “Maybe it’s the fact that you can’t even look me in the eye and answer the damn question!”She looked down again, her jaw tight.I clenched my fists. “So you’re really not going to say anything?”She opened her mouth like she wanted to speak, then closed it and shook her head slightly. Still avoiding my eyes.“River,” I said, softer now but still firm, “I’ve never asked you for much. But the one thing I expect is honesty. You know what I’ve been through. You know how hard it is for me to trust anyone. So when I see Zed—him, of all people—walking out of the same hospital you’re in, and then you act like you’ve seen a ghost

River POV I followed silently, thinking of the best way to have this conversation so that it won't be blown out of proportion. because knowing Jay, there was a huge chance that it would.This wasn’t just about Zed anymore. Jay was hurt. Betrayed. And I was the one who kept it from him.“Before you say anything, I just want to say I’m sorry,” I said quickly, the moment the door clicked shut behind us. The hallway outside was quiet, but my heart was loud in my chest. “I should’ve told you the moment you walked in.”He stood still for a second, staring at me like he was trying to decide whether to speak or just walk away. Then he let out a long, tired sigh. “Then why didn’t you?”“I didn’t want you to get mad… or start overthinking,” I admitted, my voice dropping. “But I see now that keeping it from you only made things worse.”His jaw clenched. “Yeah, it did,” he said flatly. “And what the hell were you thinking letting him donate blood for the kid? You know damn well how dangerous tha

Amber – POV"Has he seen it yet?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper as I stared out the window.outside looked peaceful—sun setting, the trees, and the birds hopping across the fence. But inside me, a storm was quietly raging."Yes Amber," the voice on the other end responded. "He left my place not too long ago. I made sure the lab attendants did it exactly as you instructed."A small smile crept to my lips. “You’re the best. Thank you, really. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to send a little appreciation later for your cooperation.”"That’s fine," she said. "But just to be clear… you do know it’s the same sample you had me run a DNA test on earlier, right?"I paused for a moment, my fingers tightening slightly around the curtain as I leaned against the window frame."Your point?" I asked, my tone stiffening."Why don’t you want him to know the child is his, if you already know the truth?"I shut my eyes. Shirley always had this way of prying into things that didn’t concern her. An

River – POVThe smell of fresh toast and coffee filled the dining room as Hailey and I sat across from each other, breakfast plates between us. The clink of cutlery and the occasional sip of coffee were the only sounds for a moment—until she decided to drop a bomb.“So… just a heads-up,” she started, cutting into her pancake, “Charlotte will be staying here for two weeks. Plumbing issues at her place.”I froze, fork halfway to my mouth. “I mean, don’t get me wrong,” I said slowly, “but you do know Charlotte and I don’t get along, right? She’s a rude, bitter bitch who loves to belittle people, and honestly? I really don’t buy the idea of her staying here.”Hailey gave me that look—the one that said I was being “dramatic.” “Charlotte is a family friend, River. It won’t be nice if we refused to help her with something as little as this. Besides, it’s just two weeks and then she’s gone.”I rolled my eyes, stabbing at my scrambled eggs. “Yeah, right. Two weeks of hell. I think this is the