All Chapters of The Alpha’s chosen one : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Xaden’s POV“ We have to go before someone sees us,” the fake Lyra said.The handle of the door gave a soft twist, and I barely had enough time to slip behind the large stone column by the hallway. My heart thudded against my ribs, not in fear, I wasn’t afraid of being caught. But I couldn’t afford to be seen just yet. Mira’s sharp laugh echoed as she stepped out into the hallway.I didn’t move until their voices had completely faded down the corridor. Only then did I step into the room they had exited, Violet’s chambers.Everything was just as I remembered, yet somehow different. Colder. Emptier. My eyes fell on the dress table immediately, the surface bare except for a single comb and a pair of gloves.The bracelet wasn’t there.A spike of frustration shot through me.I walked over quickly, scanning every inch of the polished wood surface before bending down to look underneath. I slid my hand between the narrow space between the table and the bed frame. Nothing. I stood, checking i

Violet's POVI wrapped my shaking hands around my knees and my skin started cracking. The dungeon I was put in was the coldest, it was reserved for rogues that were out of control, now I'm in it. The chill wasn’t just in the stones under me, it sank into my bones. My back pressed against the cold wall as I tried to pretend I wasn’t freezing, trying to pretend my heart hadn’t just broken. My world around me I once cherished had shattered.And it was all because of Xaden.I blinked slowly, letting the silence surround me. A part of me still hoped I’d wake up and find this all to be a terrible dream. That I was still in my room, laughing with Danya. That Xaden hadn't looked me in the eyes and walked away like I was a mere servant. That I wasn’t in a dungeon being accused of murder.But reality was more terrifying than dreams.I had really thought Xaden was starting to believe me. Starting to care. Foolish me, I thought he loved me. I had moved my things back to the main bedchamber, ta

Xaden’s POVA part of me was still emotionally pained as a result of Xavier's blow, but I had no time to brood. Dwayne’s escape was a disaster I couldn’t afford to leave unchecked.“Listen up Connor,” I said, my tone clipped, “assemble the guards. All of them who aren’t already posted to a watch that's very critical. I need all the help I can get.”He bowed quickly and strode off.Minutes later, the main courtyard echoed with murmuring of my men gathering. I cleared my throat to get their attention, my voice cutting through the cool air.“Dwayne has slipped out of the Cleaver’s Room. You know what that means. He’s dangerous, desperate, and he won’t hesitate to use what he knows against us. So we have to stop him.” I paced before them, every step deliberate. “You…,” I pointed to the first group,“fan out through the outer grounds. Leave no corner and shadow unchecked. The second unit will take the Veil Gate. You know it’s forbidden for a reason, but if he’s gone there, I want him to be

Xaden’s POVThe cold brushed against my skin. Not the kind that creeps you instantly, but the kind that seeps in slowly, curling around your bones, reminding you that you’re alive… and that life isn’t always pleasant. The moonlight reflection was dim, spilling over the coated grass. I didn’t expect to see her here. Not tonight. Not after I’d made it clear I wanted her gone. But a part of me was happy to see her after the statement she made about her own death.“I thought I told you to leave,” I snapped, each word clipped, a deliberate cut meant to keep her at arm’s length. “Not to summon me at your will.”Luna Sera didn’t flinch. She never did. She simply stood there, her cloak brushing the coated grass, her hood drawn back enough to let her hair catch the pale light. Her gaze was steady, calm, and infuriating. If my voice was a blade, hers was the stone it broke against.Instead of acknowledging my irritation, her eyes drifted to my waist. “I see you found it.”Her chin tilted, the

Xaden’s POVI stood still. I still couldn't believe Luna Sera knew the truth all along, and she managed to hide it so well.“That's impossible… You knew?”The words left me sharper than I intended. I didn’t mean for them to sound so accusing, but disbelief was a stubborn thing.Luna Sera’s gaze was steady and unreadable, as always. “I didn’t find out until recently,” she said simply. No theatrics. No hesitation. Just the truth or at least, what she considered the truth.“ But that's impossible. Why didn't you say anything to me? Why did you let me throw you out like that?” My voice filled with remorse.I ran a hand down my face, the coarse scrape of my palm grounding me. The first breath that left me was one of relief. At least Sera had been wise enough to see me for what I was. To know I wasn’t the monster they painted me to be.“You hid it so well,” I rasped out, the words tasting bitter and grateful all at once.“ Well I didn't want to ruin your plans so I remained silent,” she bar