All Chapters of One Night With The Mysterious Alpha King : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Tristan I held the phone tight against my ear, pacing just outside the hut as Henry's voice rang sharp and urgent through the speaker."She's saying all kinds of crap, Tristan. That you've lost your mind and working with the enemy. Do you hear how insane that sounds?"I gritted my teeth. "Her father's furious. And the Elders—they're all over Father, demanding answers. He wants you back, immediately."I exhaled slowly, eyes drifting toward the closed door of the hut. Inside, Selene and our baby were finally safe. That was what mattered."I'll be back soon," I said firmly. "Tell Father not to worry. Selene and the baby are fine now. That's all that matters.""Tristan, wait—there's more—" Henry's voice cut off as I ended the call.I wasn't in the mood to hear anything else. Not about Kayla. Not about politics. Not when Selene was sitting inside that hut, holding our child like the world might steal her again.I pushed open the door. Selene was seated on the edge of the makeshift bed, h

SeleneAma's fingers worked gently over my skin, pressing the warm herbal mix into the stitches around my side. The sharp sting had dulled, replaced now with a strange sense of relief. The smell of the herbs reminded me of her hut—the one place I thought I'd die in but instead, came back to life."You're healing well," she murmured.I managed a small smile. "Thanks to you."Before she could respond, a knock sounded on the door. "Come in," I called out, tugging the edge of the blanket up to cover myself better.The door creaked open and Lina stepped in, holding a tray of food. Her head dipped respectfully. "Good morning, Luna. I brought your breakfast."Luna again. The word still felt foreign. I wasn't used to titles... or being acknowledged like that."Thank you," I said, offering her a smile and gesturing toward the small table near the window. "Just leave it there."She obeyed, carefully setting the tray down with a graceful nod. "Please do let me know if you need anything.""I wi

Selene"These ones are cute," Ama said, holding up a pair of pink socks with tiny wolf prints.I chuckled softly, folding another baby blanket beside her on the bed. "She's going to outgrow these so fast.""I know," she laughed. "But they're adorable."Our eyes drifted over the shopping bags piled on the armchair—more clothes than Liora could wear in a month, soft toys, feeding bottles, wipes, baby lotion, and even matching mother-daughter pajamas. Tristan had gone overboard.Then there were the two brand-new phones in their unopened boxes on the dresser. His idea."I told him not to," I muttered, nodding at the phones.Ama smirked. "Yeah. And he still did it.""He doesn't listen.""He listens," she said. "He just... does things his way."I didn't respond to that. Because she wasn't wrong. I confirmed that when he defy his father’s words. Tristan didn't wait for approval—he just moved, acted, decided. He'd walked into the store, told us to pick what we wanted, and by the time I found

SeleneI didn't say a word as we walked down the hall toward Luna Evelyn's chambers.Kayla strolled beside me like she was on a runway—head high, lips curved in a smug smile, her little follower trailing behind like a loyal puppy. Ama stayed close to my side, still fuming. Her fingers were clenched, I didn't want to be here. I didn't want to fight over a room. I wanted to be with my daughter, to hold her little hand and breathe in her sweet scent, but instead, I was being dragged into one of Kayla's games again.We stopped in front of a tall door adorned with a carved crescent moon. Ama knocked twice, her movements brisk and sure.A pause, then a quiet, "Enter," came from within.Luna Evelyn sat on a cushioned seat near the fireplace, a ledger in her lap and reading glasses perched low on her nose. Her eyes flicked up, cool and unreadable, as we stepped in."Luna," Kayla said sweetly, stepping ahead of us. "We came to discuss something—minor, really. It's about the room beside Trista

SeleneI opened the door quietly, stepped into the room, and let the air leave my lungs in a slow, careful sigh. The moment the door clicked shut behind me, I crossed over to the bed and sat down on the edge, staring blankly at nothing in particular.Ama glanced up from the baby cradle where she was playing with Liora. "What's with the face?" she asked, brow furrowing. "Tristan's not back yet."I forced a smile, even though my throat was tight. "No... it's not that. He's..."The door opened. Tristan stepped in, his eyes finding mine immediately. Before he could say a word, I stood up quickly, turning toward the wardrobe. My hands reached for the neatly folded clothes, rearranging them like they were out of order even though they weren't."Selene. Listen. What you saw in there... it's not what you think."I looked over my shoulder, smiling tightly. "What did I see?" I asked lightly. "I didn't see anything. It's my bad manners for opening your door without knocking. I apologize." I turn