All Chapters of The Alpha King's Forbidden Mate: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Rayna’s sleep was plagued by shadows.She tossed and turned in the oversized bed in her temporary quarters, the silken sheets twisted around her legs like chains. The air felt heavy, as if the very walls of the castle pressed in around her. She had dreamed of fire, of wolves with glowing red eyes, of a full moon bleeding light onto a battlefield. And worst of all—Kael. Standing among the ruins, expressionless, with blood dripping from his fingers.She shot upright, gasping. A cold sweat clung to her skin.What the hell was that?Climbing out of bed, she didn’t bother with slippers or a robe. Something tugged at her—an invisible thread pulling her out of her room, down the darkened hallways, toward a part of the castle she had never dared to explore.The Forbidden Wing.She’d heard rumors from passing Omegas: that it was sealed by the former king, that only those with royal blood could enter without consequences.But she wasn’t just anyone anymore.Even if Kael had rejected her, someth

The tension between Rowan and Selene had grown like a flame behind closed doors—silent but impossible to ignore.The night air was heavy with the scent of pine and distant thunder as Rowan paced the outer courtyard. His boots crushed loose stones beneath his feet, but his mind was far from the present. Selene hadn’t spoken to him since the council meeting where she challenged Elder Ryon. She’d stared down centuries of tradition—and he hadn’t stopped her.She was bold. Untamed.And dangerous.Not to his throne, but to his resolve.Rowan halted at the old archway that led to the eastern tower. From there, he could see the training grounds below where the new initiates ran drills by torchlight. His people needed him focused, controlled. But his mind refused to stop conjuring the feel of her skin, the fury in her eyes, the softness in her voice when she whispered his name like it meant something.A scuffle behind him made him turn.Selene.She stood at the base of the tower steps, her sil

The East Wing of the palace was forbidden for a reason.Raven had always felt its pull—a strange magnetism that made her pause whenever she passed by. Tonight, though, she didn't just pause. She walked straight into the darkened corridor, guided by instinct and desperation.The echoes of her footsteps bounced off cracked marble and forgotten stonework, their rhythm sharp against the heavy silence. Her wolf stirred beneath her skin, pacing, alert. Every inch of her body screamed that she shouldn't be here, but her heart beat with another truth—she had to be.Moonlight trickled in through a narrow window above, casting long shadows on a series of murals along the wall. Wolves in silver and blood-red fur danced with men in armor. A crowned figure stood at the center of it all, shrouded in light, surrounded by flames.She paused, frowning.That figure—the posture, the streak of silver in its cloak—it looked familiar. Uncomfortably so.Her fingers brushed the mural’s edge. As if sensing he

The descent from the Archives was quiet.The kind of quiet that hums with power.Raven walked beside Kade in silence, her footsteps light on the moss-covered ground as they made their way back from the mountain’s base. The forest felt different now—more aware, as though it too recognized the blood that pulsed in her veins.The Crescent Bloodline.The Ancients had named her.And now, there was no going back.Her hands trembled slightly, not from fear, but from the aftershock of awakening. Magic curled under her skin like lightning waiting to be unleashed. It was no longer a whisper but a living, breathing thing. Something that knew her better than she knew herself.“You’re quiet,” Kade said, his voice breaking through the stillness.Raven glanced at him. His face was unreadable, his jaw tense. Ever since the Ancients had knelt to her, something had shifted between them. A fragile thread pulled taut by destiny, secrets, and something neither of them dared to name yet.“I’m just… trying

The full moon rose high above the ancient trees, casting a ghostly glow across the clearing as if nature itself had paused to witness the chaos about to unfold. Raven stood at the edge of the circle, her breath shallow, her senses flaring. Her wolf paced inside her, restless and alert. The silence around her wasn’t peace—it was tension, coiled and waiting to snap.Alpha Kade stood across from her, his eyes burning gold beneath the moonlight. He hadn’t said a word since they arrived at the sacred grounds of the Lunar Circle—a place reserved for ancient rites, hidden deep within the Silverfang territory. The only sounds were the murmurs of wolves gathered around them—council members, pack warriors, even rogues whose allegiance now hung in the balance.“You called this meeting,” Marcus murmured beside her, his voice low but firm. “Let’s hope they’re ready to listen.”Raven glanced at him, grateful for his quiet presence. He had been her shield more times than she could count, and tonight