บททั้งหมดของ Her Forbidden Alpha King: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Chapter 52Alpha Artemis walked into the room where Ace waited, his footfalls unyielding yet weighed down by the weight of a choice already made in his mind. There was a tension in the air in the palace. Servants moved noiselessly down the corridors, their whispers stifled, aware that the dialogue between the two Alphas would determine much of what was to come. Artemis's jaw lifted, his eyes unyielding, but his composure was still intact. He was a man who rarely allowed his defenses to lapse, but tonight his resolve was unshakeable: he could no longer stand with Alpha Jason's affiliation.Ace sat at the big table, his posture relaxed-seeming, but stiffening to attention the instant Artemis entered. He watched the older Alpha suspiciously, already expecting that something unpleasant was going to occur. The flicker of the torches on the walls cast shadows over Ace's face, scoring lines into the planes of his features and giving him a nearly sinister hardness.Artemis stopped only a few

Chapter 54Rafe approached the castle in a fury that trembled every step of the journey. He strode with a sharp, biting step that seethed with the kind of anger that cautioned others to keep away. His eyes burned with a storm that now raged out of control. His fists were clenched, and his jaw was so set that it pained his teeth. Guards at the entrance remained ramrod stiff, lowering their gaze in a split second. No one dared question him or even ask what displeased him. They could feel it—the rage of their Alpha was enough to silence every lips in the castle.The large doors groaned as he shoved them open. The sound echoed down the corridor, announcing his arrival in a declaration through the depths of his rage. He expected quiet in there, expected to be walking into a castle without peace, but what he saw instead struck him with the power of fire flowing into his very blood.Seraya stood facing him. She was not dressed in her humble frocks. Instead, she was wrapped in a dress that sh

Chapter 56Rafe led them down the palace's long corridors, his feet making soft echoes against the cold stone floor. The air felt thick, like the entire building was heavy with secrets long hidden. The council members followed behind, their robes sweeping across the floor, their eyes sharp, suspicious, and questioning. Each step pounded Ace's heart inside his chest. He already hated what he was about to be subjected to, but nothing could be prepared for the vision that met his eyes when he opened the doors.Inside, Seraya huddled in a wooden chair against the rear wall, her body shivering as if left outdoors. Her once radiant self looked dull, her hair unkempt and wet, her skin the pale color of the interior of a shell, her life energy looking drained out of her. Her lips trembled, and she wrapped her arms tightly around herself as if to protect what little warmth remained. The dance of the torches on the walls created shadows that highlighted her frailty, and she became a ghost of th

Chapter 58Cohen cleared his throat. "My lord," he declared, voice steadfast but cautious. "Today… today is the blood moon day."The words fell like a chill shiver, and the air between them became arctic. Rafe halted in his progress, his head incrementally turning toward Cohen. There was silence for an instant—thick, suffocating silence that made the pop of fire in the hearth seem too brazen."The blood moon," Rafe repeated, his voice heavy with incredulity, as though the words themselves had been dragged from some dark, forgotten corner of his brain."Yes," Cohen concurred, once. His eyes pierced Rafe forcibly, as though expecting resistance. "The portents are clear. This night the moon will turn red. The packs already speak of it."Rafe's jaw shut. He had weathered so many blood moons, but for years had left the rituals behind, not able to handle what used to bring him joy. Since Amelia's death, blood moon night was merely another ache that refused to mend. He'd buried the tradition

Chapter 60Rafe stood in the midst of chaos, his keen bark cutting through the wail of fire. "Form a line! Get the water barrels over here, now!" His voice thundered through the courtyard and his men rushed to obey. Buckets were passed down a line of men, cursing mingling as warriors rushed to cover the fire before it engulfed the whole east wing of the castle grounds.The crackling flames sparkled in Rafe's eyes, but his focus never wavered. His control was a shield against fear. He charged through the smoke with all the fury of a force of nature, shoving fear back in sheer force of will. His males trusted him—if anyone could hold this disaster at bay, it was their Alpha King.But amidst the torrent of his orders, a chilling sense pierced through his mind. He swept his eyes over the panicking throng, his vision snapping from face to face. Something was missing. Someone. A tightness gathered in his chest as his senses reached out, instinctively for the one presence he should never hav