All Chapters of Trapped with the Alpha King: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

The words hit the space between them like a thrown blade. For a heartbeat, Gavriel didn’t move. His eyes, dark as a storm, flickered with something she couldn’t quite name—anger, hunger, respect. The grip on her hips tightened, but not cruelly; it was as if he were holding her together instead of breaking her apart.“Then prove it,” he rasped, his mouth brushing the shell of her ear. Althea’s breath came fast, chest rising and falling as his words sank into her. She could feel him—thick, unrelenting, pulsing beneath her—and the demand in his voice sent a shiver through her body.“Take me in,” he hoarsely commanded. Her lips parted, and instead of obeying at once, she rocked her hips slowly, deliberately teasing him. The motion made his jaw tense, his control fraying by the second.“Is this what you want, my king?” Althea whispered, her voice low but edged with defiance. “I can be more than just someone to satisfy your desires,” she reminded him.She didn’t want Gavriel to see her as

Althea was trembling everywhere, her body clenching around him, desperate for release yet helpless against the force of his rhythm.“Althea…” he murmured, his voice rough and low, sending another shiver down her spine. “Tell me, are you close because I’m losing it and it’s maddening… It feels wonderful to be inside you like this. Warm and tight…”She gasped, her body trembling with the intensity building inside her. Every movement, every press of his hands against her, pulled her closer to the edge again, leaving her breathless and overwhelmed.By the time she cried out his name, she felt herself shudder with release, collapsing slightly into his arms, her heart racing from the overwhelming heat between them. Gavriel held her steady, as their shared tension slowly eased.Still trembling, she straightened slightly, only to find herself leaning back against his chest as he wrapped his arms around her from behind. His hold was firm, almost possessive, and his lips brushed against the mar

Gavriel stood at a distance, silently watching the scene unfold. He had rushed out earlier after cleaning Althea, knowing that if he lingered any longer, he would lose control and claim her again. Days without touching her had left him like a starving beast, and with Althea, restraint was always slipping through his fingers.The mate bond between them was fierce, almost unbearable at times. His jaw tightened as he saw her smiling sweetly at Abner. He knew well enough that Abner harbored no ill intent—he only regarded Althea as a daughter. Abner was a good man, one of the few Alphas loyal to him and his family. Still, the sight made Gavriel’s face darken.When a little boy suddenly flung his arms around her, Gavriel couldn’t hold back a low growl.“That brat,” he muttered under his breath.A soft chuckle sounded beside him. “Look at you, getting jealous over a child,” Uriel teased.Gavriel shot him a glare. “We’re not that close, so back off,” he grunted. His words were sharp, but th

Still A PawnAlthea sat with Melva on a makeshift bench, quietly watching the steady stream of people moving in and out of the manor. Pack members worked tirelessly, handing out relief goods to those who came for help.She had tried several times to stand and lend a hand, but each attempt ended the same. A pack member would immediately rush to her side, guiding her back to a chair with polite firmness. They would offer her fruits, remind her she needed to rest, and insist that she focus on recovering.In the end, Althea gave up. It felt as if the entire Nightwalker Pack had silently agreed that she must not lift a finger.“My Lady,” one of them had told her earlier, “if you wish to move around, you may walk and enjoy the serenity of the manor grounds. And if the Alpha King permits, we will gladly tour you through the whole pack territory.”The words had been repeated to her often enough that they almost sounded rehearsed.With a small sigh, she popped another slice of apple into her m

“So you’re saying I’m not treating you right, Althea?” Gavriel’s voice dropped, calm yet sharp. His brows collided, eyes narrowing at her as if daring her to say another word.“Oh, she’s just drunk, Your Highness,” Luna Ruth quickly interjected, her voice slightly trembling when Gavriel’s cold stare shifted to them. His face was dark, unreadable.Althea only grinned and lifted her finger toward him. “Look, look! He always wears the same expression! I can’t tell if he’s angry or just… brooding. Always serious. No wonder he looks older than his age.”Gasps filled the air. But Althea wasn’t done. She leaned forward, cupped his face with both hands, and added with a teasing tone, “The Alpha King… so ruthless! You don’t even let me breathe. Let me stay here for a while—I actually feel at ease with nice people around me.”Then she hiccuped, ruining her boldness in an instant.Gavriel stood, jaw tight. “We’re leaving,” he said curtly, gripping her wrist and pulling her up from the chair.“Bu