All Chapters of Trapped with the Alpha King: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Althea stood frozen as all eyes turned to her.“Alpha Cain will be devastated if she dies!” Luna Meena suddenly shouted, her voice cracking with desperation. “Even if he’s in hiding, killing his favorite daughter will break him! She’s nothing, just a weak human born from a slave! No one will raise another rebellion for her death. But Alpha Cain? He’ll suffer. He cherishes that bastard more than anyone!”Luna Meena’s eyes burned with hatred as she spoke, but her trembling body betrayed her fear of the king who stood just a few feet away.Luna Meena was right, her death wouldn’t spark another rebellion. She was a nobody, born to a slave, unlike Luna Meena, who came from noble blood. Althea was just one of many daughters of the Alpha of the Southwest Territory of the Werewolf Realm, easily discarded, easily forgotten.Althea barely had time to react before she felt small hands grab her skirt. Her younger half-siblings, the twins, Liah and Seth, were clutching her sides like terrified pup

Althea turned at the sound of footsteps and saw a stunning woman standing in the doorway. Her shoulder-length blonde hair framed a striking face, but her sharp gaze swept over Althea from head to toe with open disdain. The fitted black and silver uniform clung to her form like armor, and the gleaming insignia over her chest marked her clearly as one of the Alpha King’s elite royal warriors.The woman didn’t bother hiding her glare. Her presence was commanding, confident, cold, and clearly not pleased to see Althea.‘This bitch. What does she have that made Gavriel let her into his bed? She’s just a weak hybrid. Sure, she’s pretty, but that doesn’t change the fact that she’s not even a full-blooded wolf. I need to find a way to get rid of her. And fast.’Althea’s stomach twisted upon reading her thoughts, and her heart pounded against her ribs. The woman’s lips curved into a smile, polite but fake. “I am Cara Richmond, one of the Alpha King’s royal warriors. Allow me to escort you to

Althea’s throat was parched. Instinctively, she reached for the bottle on the table, uncorked it, and drank directly from it. Wine. She always kept it close because it was the only thing that ever helped her fall asleep when sleep refused to come.The alcohol wasn’t strong, but her tolerance was low. The burn hit her throat, seeped into her chest, and eased the tight grip of dread twisting in her gut. She drank again, needing just enough courage to do what the Alpha King asked of her.Gavriel observed her silently, his gaze calm and unreadable, like a predator patiently waiting for his prey to surrender.This wasn’t how she pictured her first intimacy with a man. Not like this... But her choice had long since been taken away from her.“I said strip, not get drunk,” he said, his voice low and sharp. “Or do you want me to do it?”His eyes gleamed with something dark… amusement, hunger, and danger. “If I do, I won’t be gentle. I’ll rip that dress off you without hesitation.”Althea tens