All Chapters of The alpha king's slave mate: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Lyra’s povThe Marrowinds were escorted out by the guards, their raised voices echoing faintly even after the massive doors of the grand hall closed behind them. I could still hear Chloe’s shrill protests and Xavier’s lower, steadier voice trying to rein her in.But just before the doors sealed, I caught Xavier’s eyes across the room. Something in his gaze held me, it was cold and unwavering, like a promise written in blood. It wasn’t defeat—not even close. His stare said, this isn’t over.A shiver ghosted down my spine.Ronan’s voice cut through the lingering tension. “Everyone, leave us.”His command was loud in the silent room, making sure everyone felt and heard it. Nobles pushed back their chairs in clumsil, some muttering under their breaths but none argued, guards straightened looking very relieved at the command, and servants lowered their heads as they retreated.Everywhere was silent except the scuffing of boots against the floor as they walked away.Then, with a sudden shak

Garrick's POVAll I could feel was shock.I didn't realize that I had stopped breathing until my chest burned and I had to force myself to start breathing. My eyes refused to leave her—this wolf that had just ripped her way into existence before us.Silver.I had never seen anything like it. Wolves came in blacks, browns, whites, grays… but silver? Never. Not like this. Not twice the size of a normal wolf, either.She was out of this world.Her fur shimmered faintly in the morning light, making her body shine like something that I didn't even have words to describe.Her golden eyes burned with an intensity that made even Alaric—the most arrogant wolf I knew—lower his head a fraction.I swallowed. My voice cracked when it finally came out.“Ember…?”Her head whipped toward me. That gaze pinned me, sharp and dangerous, but there was hesitation there too. Like she was still figuring out what her body could do. Her paws shifted against the floor, claws sinking deep into the woods with fea

Kael’s povThe infirmary smelled faintly of herbs, wax, and sickness. It was the kind of place that always pressed down on me, reminding me of everything I could not fix, everything I had failed at. Today, it was worse. Celeste clung to my side like some prized jewel, her hand looped around my arm as if we were truly the picture-perfect Alpha and Luna. I could feel her nails digging lightly into my sleeve, a performative touch, meant to remind me and anyone watching that I belonged to her.It took everything in me not to flinch away. Not to let the disgust bleed through my carefully practiced mask. Because inside, every part of me recoiled. The bond that should have tethered us was nothing but chains biting into my skin. And the way she leaned her head just a fraction closer to me made my stomach turn.We walked down the line of beds where pups lay bundled in thin blankets, their little chests rising and falling weakly. My wolf stirred restlessly at the sight. They didn’t deserve this

Celeste's povI descended the marble staircase slowly, my gown trailing behind me, every step slow to mentally prepare myself for the dreadful dinner. My ribs still ached from where Kael had shoved me earlier, but no one at this table would ever know. I would not let them see cracks. I would not let them see me bleed.The dining room was already set, candles flickering, silver platters steaming. My parents were there, seated primly on the far end—Mother chattering away, Father sitting stiff, his face the same empty mask he always wore. And Kael. My husband. My king. Sitting at the head of the table, regal, composed, smiling that cruel smile that no one but I knew the truth behind.I forced my lips into a gracious curve, gliding to the chair at his right. The queen’s place. Mine. I sat, smoothing the skirts of my gown, and Kael’s hand immediately settled on my thigh under the table. His fingers dug into my flesh, a silent warning. Behave.Then he leaned into me, his lips brushing my ea

Celeste’s povI didn't repeat myself.I may be angry but I knew better than to test a half shifted wolf. If I was going to find Lyra, I needed to be alive to do so.The moment his wolf shifted back into flesh and bone, I saw the faint curve of his lips. A cruel, knowing smile tugged at Kael’s mouth as though he had been expecting my reaction all along.“I thought so,” he murmured, voice low and satisfied, almost smug.The firelight flickered across his bare skin, throwing shadows that made him look more beast than man. He stood tall and proud, every line of his body humming with restrained power. My heart should have quickened in fear—he was dangerous, unpredictable, capable of killing me in a single breath. But instead, my chest remained steady, my lips curved into the faintest mocking smile. If he thought he could scare me, he had sorely underestimated me.His expression hardened. “Stay off my path, Celeste. Do not go searching for Lyra.” His voice sharpened into steel, each word cl