All Chapters of Sleeping with the Alpha Who Despised Me: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

River — POVI squinted at him suspiciously. “Jay…”He leaned down, pecking my forehead before stepping back and heading toward the door. “Stay right here,” he said, pointing at me like I was a child he was scolding — which only made me laugh more.Before I could argue, he slipped out of the room.I sat there, shaking my head and covering my face with my hands. Despite my protests, I could feel the excitement buzzing in my veins, that little tingle in my chest.He returned moments later, a mysterious grin on his face and a sleek designer bag dangling from his hand.“Oh my gosh, Jay!” I squealed, my eyes instantly lighting up.“Okay,” he said, dropping onto the bed beside me, that boyish excitement practically vibrating off him, “so… I got this dress a few days ago on my way to work. Figured you’d look gorgeous in it.”I gasped, practically jumping on him. “Thank you, baby!” I wrapped my arms around his neck and peppered his face with quick, messy kisses, giggling as I did. He laughed un

Jay — POVI kept my hands tight on the wheel as I drove us home, the silence in the car so thick it felt like a living thing clawing at my skin.“Mind explaining to me what happened back there?” I asked, trying to keep my voice calm, though the frustration was starting to bubble beneath the surface.She didn’t say a word. Didn’t even look at me. Her eyes were fixed straight ahead on the windshield, like she was watching a movie only she could see.Not this again.I felt my jaw clench. My fingers tightened on the steering wheel until my knuckles turned white. I could feel the anger building in my chest, spreading like a fire.I slammed on the brakes abruptly, the car jerking forward so violently it pushed us into our seat belts.She turned to me sharply, her face twisted in anger. “What the hell, Jay?” she yelled, her voice shrill. “Are you trying to kill us or something?”“Oh, now she speaks,” I said flatly, my lips pulling into a thin, humorless line.She scoffed, rolling her eyes so

Zed POV I pushed open the bedroom door, already tugging at my tie, the knot suddenly feeling like it was strangling me.Amber stormed in right behind me, her heels clicking furiously against the floor before she slammed the door shut so hard it rattled the frame.“What the hell was that, Zed?!” she snapped, her shrill voice echoing off the walls.I tossed my tie onto the bed and started working on the buttons of my shirt, trying my best to stay calm– refusing to give her the argument she needed.“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Amber,” I said, my voice flat as I shrugged off my suit jacket and draped it carelessly over the edge of the bed.“Oh, don’t you dare play dumb with me,” she yelled, stepping forward, her fists clenched at her sides. “What the hell happened at the restaurant?!”I bent down to unlace my shoes, tossing them aside one by one with a heavy thud. “We had dinner, Amber,” I answered slowly, like I was talking to a child. “That’s usually what people do at resta

River POV Words couldn’t even begin to describe how I felt — heck, I don’t think I even understood it myself.I felt heartbroken. Sad. But angry at the same damn time.The moment I saw them — saw him — my whole body had gone rigid. My mind had screamed at me to run, but at the same time, another part of me, a weaker, traitorous part, wanted him to come closer, to pull me into his arms, to kiss me until I forgot why I ever hated him.I blamed it on the mate bond. I had to. It was the only explanation for these twisted, confusing feelings bubbling inside me.But no matter what that cursed bond tried to make me feel, the hatred I had for him — for them — was stronger.Those feelings I’d buried so deeply inside me, locked away and ignored for years, they all came rushing back the moment I saw Zed’s hand wrapped around my devil of a sister’s waist.It was like an old wound being ripped open again, blood spilling everywhere.I sat on the edge of the bed, knees pulled to my chest, my head re

 Jay — POV I was buried in files, my eyes scanning line after line of complaints and witness statements. A petty feud over a stretch of farmland — two families both claiming rights to it for planting season. It should have been a simple matter, something I could easily settle in court tomorrow. But with the way these families had been going at each other for weeks, it had turned into something much bigger than just a piece of dirt. I sighed, flipping through another page and scribbling a few notes on the margin. My mind wasn’t fully in it, though. No matter how much I tried to focus, part of me kept drifting back to River. It had been three days since that dinner. Three long, heavy days filled with awkward silences and the kind of tension that made the air feel thick. She had been avoiding me, and even though I gave her space, it hurt more than I could say.