All Chapters of Craved By The Alpha Beast : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The forest trembled with the clash of swords and steel. The moonlight fractured across the chaos, silver light flashing over snarling wolves and blades dripping with blood.Nyra struggled in the grip of her captors, dragged through the undergrowth. Her wrists burned where the warriors’ claws dug into her skin, each tug tearing at her. She kicked and sank her teeth into the arm of one, but it only earned her a brutal strike to the ribs that almost knocked the air from her lungs.“Keep her quiet!” one barked, yanking her upright. “The Alpha will gut us if we let her go.”Nyra’s chest heaved. She had been so close to freedom and now, it was wrenched away.Ahead, the battlefield spread like a nightmare. Ironclaw warriors clashed with the Blackfang’s, the place soaked in blood. Just like Lucian wanted. The air stank of sweat, iron, and death. Blackfang's men fought with a savage ferocity, their howls rattling the trees, but the ambush had been brutal. For every Blackfang that fell, two Ir

The night pressed heavy upon Blackfang thick with silence that carried no peace. Inside, whispers rippled along with hushed voices spreading word of their Alpha’s sudden weakness.Kael lay in his chambers, his body wracked with a pain that stripped even his pride. His breaths came shallow, uneven, sweat beading along his brow. Rheya lingered by his bedside for as long as her worry allowed, though it was colored with something darker than loyalty. At last, she rose with a hard glare toward the doors. “Rest, Kael” she whispered, though the command in her voice betrayed her frustration. Then she walked out.Moments later, the doors eased open with a whisper. Nyra slipped inside and closed the door behind her gently, as though even the sound of its latch might wake a beast.Her heart hammered as she walked forward. She had no right to be here, no right to care–but seeing him like this left her worried. She reached the bed, her gaze tracing the lines of pain carved into his features.

Nyra pressed her lips into a thin line as fear wracked through her, curling tight in her chest. How could she possibly tell him what she had just endured?She knew Kael could kill in that instant.His eyes burned with nothing but anger. The cursed link only increased his fury. His uneven breath fanned hot against her face, making her gasp.“I…” Nyra’s voice faltered.Rheya’s threat rang in her mind. ‘If you breathe a word of this to him, we are enemies forever.’ As much as she wanted to tell him the truth, she knew it would be reckless.Kael cursed violently and shoved himself off her, raking a hand through his hair. His veins stood out beneath his skin, the strain of control almost visible.“Say something,” he hissed, low. “Who did that to you? Did they threaten you?”Nyra almost flinched at the force of his voice. Still, she remained rigid on the bed, her eyes stung with unshed tears. Her body throbbed with every bruise.Before she could even gather herself, Kael seized her again, d

Days had passed but Nyra had seen little of Raina except when the she walked quietly into her chamber with trays of food. It felt like she was avoiding her.When a sudden knock sounded at her door that morning, Nyra rose cautiously. One of the maids stood with her head held high. Not a single sign of respect on her expression.“You are summoned for breakfast downstairs.”Nyra hesitated. It had been days since she had taken any meal outside the confines of her room. Still, she followed. Her steps echoed down the grand staircase into the long dining hall. The scent of roasted meat and fresh bread welcomed her first and her stomach growled.But then she noticed Kael's chair stood empty.Instead, Alaric occupied his space, already seated with a dish before him. His eyes lifted as she entered, the faintest flicker of acknowledgment crossing his stern features.Nyra moved quietly to her seat. The maids began to serve her, but she did not lift her utensils. She sat with her hands folded, her

Kael said nothing as he escorted Nyra back to her chamber, his strides long and forceful.His hand never once left hers, though his grip was tight, restrained, as though he was holding himself back from tearing the walls apart with his bare hands.When they reached her room, he finally released her. The sudden absence of his touch left her Nyra's skin tingling, but his words that followed were enough to stop any lingering warmth.“Do not misunderstand,” Kael started, his voice low. “I brought you here only to keep you from bleeding all over the damned hall. Nothing more. Whatever you think this is–it isn’t.”Nyra froze where she stood, his words digging deeper than any shard of glass could.A part of her chest twisted, but she lifted her chin, masking the sting with a brittle coldness. “Don’t flatter yourself, Alpha. I wouldn’t mistake your pity for anything else.”The door opened then, and a maid entered quietly with a small kit. She bowed quickly and handed it to Kael before walking