All Chapters of CHOSEN BY THE CURSED ALPHA KING : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

His eyes. Cold, unfeeling, hard as stone. They cut into me the moment I registered who stood before me, and my breath stilled in my chest. My pulse pounded violently in my ears, every instinct screaming for me to run—but my body refused. It was him. My father. I should have expected this. “What do you want?” I demanded, my voice sharp, laced with venom. I refused to cower. Not for him. Not anymore. He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he pointed a finger at me, the gesture like a dagger aimed straight at my chest. “You better not tell the King anything, Emilia. Not one damn word. Or you won’t like what I’ll do to you.” A bitter laugh burst from my throat before I could stop it. The sound echoed down the shadowed hallway, hollow and cutting. “And what exactly do you think I’d tell him? That you’re a lovely father?” I tilted my head, lips curling into a mocking smile. “Or should I tell him the truth? That you sent your own daughter here hoping to erase her because she was nothin

The balcony stretched wide before me, a black mouth opening to the chaos beyond. The marble beneath my shoes gleamed under the pale wash of moonlight, cool, still, and untouched—so unlike the scene that unfolded below. My Alphas and warriors were pouring into the night like a living tide, snarls splitting the silence, their claws flashing in the dark as they clashed with the rogues who had dared to trespass on my land. Fools. I rested my palms lightly on the stone railing, posture relaxed, gaze calm, as if the world below was not a battlefield but a stage for my entertainment. The screams, the growls, the wet rip of teeth sinking into flesh—all of it rose up to me like a song. A song I had heard too many times to be stirred by anymore. I gave one order, and one order only: bring me the rogues. Dead or alive, it didn’t matter. Their fate had been sealed the moment they stepped into my territory. Pathetic creatures. It was almost insulting, really. Did they believe me so blind, so

The instant his words cut through the storm, my body rebelled. I turned on my heel and bolted, the mud sucking at my feet, the rain pelting so hard I could hardly see. My muscles screamed in protest, exhaustion clawing at me, but I didn’t care. I had one chance, one sliver of defiance left in me—and I wasn’t going to waste it. If I could just make it deeper into the trees. If I could just— My thought shattered with a sharp gasp as a powerful hand clamped around my waist and yanked me back. My legs kicked, my nails clawed at empty air, but I might as well have been a child fighting a mountain. He spun me effortlessly, slung me over his broad shoulder like I weighed nothing at all, and started walking. “No!” My voice tore out of me, raw and furious, echoing in the storm. My fists pounded against the solid expanse of his back, each strike reverberating against muscle that refused to give beneath my blows. “Put me down! Put me down, damn you!” His only response was the steady rhythm o

My breath caught when his mouth brushed my pussy, a feather-light kiss that seared me more than fire. His lips parted, and then—oh Goddess—his tongue dragged slow and hot over my clit. I screamed. The sound tore from me raw, helpless, my body convulsing against the chains. Pleasure burst through me, violent and consuming. I tried to twist away, but his hands clamped down harder, anchoring me to the bed. His tongue flattened against my clit, licking, stroking, devouring me like he meant to drink my very soul. “Please!” The word ripped out of me before I could stop it. He didn’t pause. His tongue lashed again, harder this time, swirling relentless circles until my vision blurred. My chains rattled as I thrashed, but he held me perfectly still, forcing me to take every flick of his tongue, every merciless suck. “Please,” I cried, my voice breaking. He lifted his head just enough to speak, his breath hot against my soaked pussy. “Please what, Emilia?” I bit down on my lip, refusing

The first thing I heard as I pushed the doors open was her whimper. Leaving her chained, trembling, aching like this might have been cruel, but cruelty was necessary. She had to learn. She had to understand that she didn’t get to put herself in danger, not when she belonged to me. If I had been a second later… if I hadn’t been there… she would’ve been ripped apart by those rogues. The thought alone made something vicious snarl inside me. My beast pressed against the edges of my control, claws raking at the surface, demanding I punish her, fuck her until she never dared run again. I closed the door behind me, shutting us in, my steps slow and deliberate as I stalked toward the bed. The fire in the hearth still burned, shadows dancing across her flushed, chained body, but it wasn’t nearly hot enough. Not for what I had planned. Her eyes widened when she saw me approach. The chains rattled as she shifted, a soft, broken whimper falling from her lips. My cock twitched at the sound, th