Semua Bab One Night With The Mysterious Alpha King : Bab 31 - Bab 40

SeleneI almost felt like giving up. Every time we asked, people scattered like we carried some sort of plague. Mothers pulled their children closer, merchants suddenly found something urgent to pack away, and the elderly hobbled off faster than I thought possible. No one wanted to so much as hear the word sorcerer.Frustration and a heavy weight of disappointment pressed down on me. My chest tightened as I watched another man walk away before Tristan could even finish speaking. I swallowed hard, the sting of hopelessness settling in."Maybe..." my voice wavered as I turned to Tristan, "maybe we should just go back." The sadness in my own tone startled me, but it was how I truly felt. "No one wants to help us. What if it's a dead end?"Tristan's eyes cut to me. "We aren't giving up when we haven't even started," he said firmly. "If they can't tell us, then we'll locate it ourselves."I wanted to argue, to tell him I was too tired of chasing shadows, but before I could, a soft voice sl

Tristan "I don't trust you."The words slipped out before I could stop them, but it was the truth. Not a single thing about this woman sat right with me.My mind was still spinning with everything she'd said—Selene's blood being rare, cursed, and now Liora's? Poison running through my daughter's veins, waiting until she was five before it would start killing her? How in hell did any of that make sense? Liora was perfect. She laughed, she played, she slept soundly. Nothing about her screamed poisoned.This woman was messing with our heads, feeding us fear like a damn vulture waiting to pick at the bones.Her gaze didn't waver, sharp and unnervingly calm. "If you don't trust me, you wouldn't be here risking your life. And if you are not ready to accept what it takes to find a cure, then the door is open." She gestured toward the massive black door behind us. "I don't work with people who carry egos too big for their own good."Ego? I clenched my jaw, biting back the urge to lash out. I

Kayla"I'll pick this," I said, pointing to the sleek console set displayed at the corner.The salesgirl smiled politely and nodded. "Okay, ma'am. Give me a minute."I leaned back against the glass counter, crossing my arms as my eyes roamed around the store. Everything sparkled under the bright lights, yet all I could think about was Tristan. That stubborn fool. He really thought I would back down? That I would let Selene have what's supposed to be mine? Please. I already had the support of his parents—well, his father fully, and his mother was... a little shaky, but she'd come around. They always do. Tristan would too."Your stuffs are ready ma'am." The salesgirl said politely. "Good," I said with a practiced smile. I swiped my card. "Have then delivered to the address provided in the form," "Right away Ma'am. Thank you for shopping with us," I collected the rest of my bags, and strutted out of the store without as much as looking her way. Outside, the late afternoon sun hit my f

Tristan I stood in the middle of her workroom, arms crossed tightly over my chest, refusing to sit."What do you want to talk to me about?" I asked flatly.The sorcerer didn't answer right away. She walked slowly to her desk, her long fingers brushing over jars and scrolls before picking up a small black box. Turning, she held it out toward me."Hold this."My eyes narrowed. I didn't move. Instead, I glanced at the box, then back at her, suspicion crawling in my gut. "What's inside?" I asked, jerking my chin toward it.I didn't like the way she looked at me—like she already knew I would obey. My fingers twitched at my side, but I kept them there.Her lips curved in the faintest smile. "Because this is not for me. It is for her. You claim to love her, to protect her... but love without strength is useless. Hold it, and I will see if you are truly strong enough to stand by Selene."Something hot stirred in my chest. Anger. Still, I reached out and took the box. The wood was colder than

Selene We finally got back to the pack. Zayn headed straight home.From the gate, I noticed the flowers first. Fresh ones, woven into neat strings, hanging beautifully along the entrance. As the car rolled inside, the sound of drumming drifted through the air. My brows pinched. Ama leaned forward, her tone laced with curiosity."What's going on in the pack?" she asked.I was wondering the same, but Tristan's expression stayed calm. He didn't say a word, only guiding the car further in until we stopped in front of the house.We got out, and Tristan glanced at me and Ama. "You both should get some rest. I'll find out what the occasion is."I nodded, not bothering to press further. My body still felt heavy from the ritual. Holding Liora close, Ama and I started inside.From the hallway, we ran into Kayla's maid, struggling with a couple of big boxes as she slipped into Kayla's room.Ama's eyes narrowed instantly. "Something's fishy."I sighed. "Right, but it's none of our business." I p