All Chapters of The Alpha's Ice Queen: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

AMAYAIt was late, way past midnight, maybe closer to one fucking finally. The house had finally gone quiet, but my head hadn’t.The boy was asleep in the next room, small breaths steady and soft. I’d been sitting beside him for almost an hour after he’d gone under, watching the rise and fall of his chest. The lamp threw weak light across the floor, and I sat there hunched forward, elbows on my knees, hands pressed together like I was praying.I wasn’t praying. I was thinking. Or trying to. My thoughts kept looping back on themselves until they didn’t even sound like words anymore. Today was too much. Too loud. Too many faces, too many fake smiles.The Alpha had said it in front of everyone. *The boy carries Jace’s blood.*That was all it took. One sentence, and everything around me shifted. The pack turned their eyes on me like I’d just grown a crown. Some looked proud. Some looked ready to tear me apart.Either way, I had what I wanted — security. Recognition. No one could touch hi

JACE.My voice felt rough when I spoke that morning. I had barely slept, and it scraped out of my throat like. My chest felt tight. My head pounded behind my eyes. I rubbed at my neck. My skin was weary, my mouth dry. I told myself to just get through this morning. One more day. One more damn day closer to being done with this semester. I was sick of it. I was sick of everyone. My reflection in the mirror looked like I hadn’t slept in weeks. I scowled at it. I could feel the exhaustion crawling through me, the kind that didn’t go away with rest. It was under my skin. I clenched my jaw. I hated feeling weak. I told myself to move.I pulled my hoodie on, dragged my bag over my shoulder. My body felt heavy. My hands were shaking a little from the lack of sleep, but I ignored them. My stomach churned. I could still taste the bitterness from last night. My mind kept replaying the argument, every word, every silence in between. I sighed sharply. I hated how quiet the house was in the morni

DEREK'S POVThe blow struck me squarely in the jaw. Despite the sharp sting, I remained motionless. I blinked once as my head jerked slightly to one side. My body did not move. I didn't put up my hands. I didn't defend myself. Despite hearing the gasps around us, I remained rooted. I didn't care that the second hit hurt my ribs. Let him expel it. Until he feels better, let him swing. He needed this, and I didn't deserve it. My breath came slowly and rough. For a moment, I couldn't see clearly, but I concentrated on the teacher's shouting coming from somewhere in the background.He kept making wild, heavy, clumsy fists that were driven by anger and other emotions. Maybe jealousy. Perhaps panic. I was pushed back an inch by each punch, but I refused to back down. I did not even put up my hand. Inside, I was steady. Despite the pain in my chest, I was not afraid. Jace knew me. I was all too familiar with this version of him. He was attempting to establish a point, not to destroy

AIDEN’s POV.I was laughing until my throat burned while clapping my hands. The sound made my palms itch, but I continued. The sound, which filled the air like something triumphant, reverberated throughout the mansion. Adrenaline tightened in my chest, and I couldn't control the smile that widened my face. At last, Jace had completed the task. Without me doing anything, he had ruined his own reputation. He made it so simple that I nearly wanted to thank him for it. I continued to chuckle in between sentences as I said, "Fucking brilliant." I looked over at Amaya, who was standing close to the window with her arms folded as if she had just laid someone to rest.This time, you truly went above and beyond. You didn't seem to have it in you. With pride, I spoke out loud. For the first time in weeks, I felt invincible. Amaya remained motionless. Her eyes once glanced at me, piercing and unimpressed. She said bluntly, "Aiden, don't make it seem like I did something good." "Y

NINA'S POV I got a twisted feeling when he had asked that I stay back. He said nothing, but I could feel his gaze creep into my body. My heart, however, had skipped a beat in a row hearing those words. I swallowed a visible lump in my throat seeing his huge fucking cock even in its partially hardened state staring at me; I knew it was wrong, and I looked like a pervert, but I couldn't avert my gaze from his size. It was huge, fucking huge. I had seen it three times already, but this time I was sane, not drunk, not in tears. Wanting to know if this was a mere bluff of his, if he was only testing my courage, I was curious to see how he would react if I didn't back down; if I stood firm to my words, what would he do?. An insane urge and need to know pumped through my veins. I reached for the cock,; it was becoming harder, the skin soft against my warm palms. “There, see how it twitches in response? You fucking turn me on, Nina… It reacts like this to you alone,” he breathed out