Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha King Is My Second Chance Mate : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Maya's POV“The Alpha would never believe me.”"But what if you show him pictures?"I paused my pacing back and forth, my legs stagnant in the middle of the room. I raised an involuntary eyebrow.“Melissa. I don't have a phone.”"Oh."My wolf sighed, "So how exactly are we going to show the alpha what we just saw?"Good question, I thought. That was the whole essence of my pacing back and forth, my biting my finger nails, my worry.“Maybe we could drag him there?” I suggested.Melissa stirred again, giving her disapproval. "Alpha Williams is upset with you. The last thing you can do, is be in the same room with him."“You're right.” I admitted. “He'd never listen to me anyway.”The memory of Sarah accusing me of poisoning the Alpha, when I saw her sprinkling white substance into his food, struck me again.“You don't happen to have some kind of power that sends memories to other people, do you?”Melissa scoffed inside me."They call me the fire wolf, not the wolf of imagined miracles.

Maya’s POV“GET OUT!”The Alpha yelled at me. I shrieked as I ran out of his office. The last thing I wanted was to be on his bad side.I closed the door gently despite my haste. Once the lock clicked, I turned around and left just the way I came.The hallway back to the main pack house was hollow but memories of the Alpha shouting at me from a few seconds back were still playing in my head.It rang in my ear, raw and sharp enough to give me a headache. My chest was tight, my feet dragged along the dirt as I walked, my wolf was scared too.“You think we got him angrier than before?”"I'm not so sure."“Why did I even go there?” I muttered under my breath.Melissa, silent in my head. She was upset too, I could feel it.“Well, maybe we shouldn't have gone to him. Now he seems far more upset than he was before.”Hearing her say that pierced deeper than I cared to admit.I bit down on my lip so hard, I could taste the hint of blood, forcing my eyes forward. I couldn't let anyone see me

Maya’s POVBy the time I finished scrubbing the last floor, my hands were raw and swollen.I scrubbed all fifty rooms in one night and now I could barely feel my hands.The blisters stung painful whenever I moved my palm.Blisters as big as the size of an onions grew on my palms, they were painful to look at, not to mention feel.My arms on the other hand felt like someone tore them off their sockets, my back was stiff, cracked in protest with each time I tried to move it.Every muscle in my body begged me to go back to bed at some point but I wouldn't dare.I pushed on.I was sensible enough to go back because if I didn't—Moon Goddess help me—I’d suffer worse than this.It was past midnight when I finally dumped the last bucket of dirty water outside. The corridors were quiet now, the kind of silence that pressed down on you, heavy and uneasy.I didn't care. It was music to my ears now. The peace and then finishing my chores, I didn't bother for a meal, all I wanted was to sleep.I

Maya’s POVI couldn’t focus on anything for the rest of the morning. Not on the dishes Sarah shoved at me, not on the mocking whispers from the other maids, not even on the ache in my feet from standing too long.All I could think about was Beta Justin—and how every second that passed without me warning him brought his family closer to death.Melissa paced restlessly inside my mind. "We can’t waste time."I knew that. It was engraved in the back of my mind, but what could I do?"I know," I muttered under my breath, scrubbing furiously at a plate.Each plate that I washed and every clang of the ir felt like it echoed through my brain. I glanced at the kitchen door for what had to be the hundredth time. Justin would have to pass through this hallway eventually. He always did around midday. If I could just—“There he is,” Melissa breathed sharply.My head jerked up so fast my neck popped.Beta Justin was walking down the corridor, his stride was calm and confident, as usuall, he had a

Sarah’s POVMaya had no idea she was already dead meat.I watched her from a distance the next morning, leaning casually against the hallway wall. She scurried past with her head down, clutching her bag. Pathetic. She thought her whispered warnings to Beta Justin last night had changed something. She had no clue how useless her little stunt was.Logan’s words replayed in my head: Quick. Clean.He was right. All I needed was the perfect moment. A quiet place. Somewhere no one would hear her scream.I smiled faintly to myself. I knew my sister too well. She was predictable. Same routes, same habits. After all, she’d spent most of her life hiding in corners, scrubbing floors, and fetching things for others. Easy prey.I waited until she left the packhouse for her usual chore run. Perfect timing. She always stopped by the storage she'd behind the gardens—isolated, shaded by trees, far from prying eyes.I followed silently, keeping my distance. Logan and Thomas would be waiting at the r