Semua Bab Trapped with the Alpha King: Bab 241 - Bab 250

Althea nodded without hesitation. “Yes. I don’t remember everything. I don’t remember us. But I know this much. I don’t want uncertainty hanging over me or over you. I don’t want whispers about my blood, my father, or whether I belong. If standing beside you openly ends those doubts, then I’ll stand there.”His throat tightened. For a long moment, he said nothing. Then he exhaled slowly, as if grounding himself. “You’re sure?” he asked, his voice low. “This isn’t something I want you to agree to because you feel cornered.”Althea met his gaze head-on. “I’m sure,” she said firmly. “This is my decision.”She took a small breath, steadying herself. “Don’t worry. I trust Melva, and I believe everything she told me. And somehow…” She hesitated, searching for the right words, then sighed softly. “You feel familiar. I don’t remember you, not the way you do. But I’m comfortable around you.”For a moment, Gavriel simply stared at her. Then a slow, heartfelt smile curved his lips. “Thank you,”

Elior nodded, his expression calm. “Those are unclean spirits and demons that produced them. They linger close to humans, whispering corruption, seeking to influence, to twist, and sometimes to possess. Do not be deceived, my lady. Those who fell from His grace, the fallen angels who became demons, are far more dangerous. Many of them will not appear terrifying at all. They are masters of deception and often wear faces that seem harmless.”He turned to her fully then, his voice gentle but firm. “Remember this. Sight alone is not a burden. With faith, it becomes protection. And with faith, it becomes power to stand against them.”Althea slowly exhaled, absorbing his words. Her gaze then drifted across the courtyard, where she spotted Gavriel in the distance, standing beside Zander. The two men were deep in conversation, unaware they were being watched.“There’s something around them,” Althea said quietly. Elior followed her line of sight and gave a knowing smile. “Indeed. Both of them

Althea caught sight of it in the mirror and turned at once. “Melva…”Melva tried to laugh it off, but more tears followed. “I’m sorry,” she said, hastily wiping her face. “I just—” She shook her head. “I’m just so happy for you. After everything you went through. After all the pain. You finally get the life you deserve.”Before Melva could say more, Althea stepped forward and wrapped her arms around her.Melva stiffened in surprise, then melted into the embrace, clutching Althea tightly as she sobbed softly.“Thank you,” Althea said quietly. “For staying with me. For believing in me.”Melva pulled back, still teary-eyed, and sniffed. “I would do it all over again.”Althea smiled, her eyes still shining. Then, as if to lighten the moment, she tilted her head and said, “You know… once all of this is over, I might have to persuade the King to let us leave early tomorrow.”Melva blinked. “What?”Althea grinned knowingly. “You miss Simon.”Melva’s face instantly turned red. “My Lady!”“I m

The celebration spilled through the courtyard like a living thing. Lanterns swayed overhead, casting warm light over long wooden tables cluttered with cups, bottles, and half-eaten food.  Laughter rang freely, unrestrained, echoing off stone walls that had witnessed far too much tension in recent days. Tonight, that tension was gone. Zander leaned back in his chair, one arm slung over the backrest, a cup of strong liquor raised high. “To our reckless king,” he announced, voice carrying easily. “Who lost his powers, nearly lost his life, found his mate, and somehow still managed to get married.” A roar of cheers answered him. Cup

A soft laugh escaped Gavriel, low and controlled, though every instinct in him stirred at the invitation in her voice. He stepped closer, close enough to feel her warmth, close enough to notice the faint scent of wine and snow clinging to her hair.“Careful what you ask for,” he murmured.She smiled, slow and sleepy, trusting. “Help me change. Then we sleep.”Sleep.The word should have steadied him. Instead, it tightened something deep in his chest.He reached for her hands, fingers closing gently around hers, as if anchoring himself as much as her. “As you wish.”The chamber was quiet, wrapped in warmth and firelight. Beyond the tall windows, snow drifted lazily from the sky. Gavriel moved with deliberate care, every step measured, every breath controlled. He loosened the ties of her sleeves slowly, his fingers brushing only fabric, never skin, though the temptation burned fiercely beneath his restraint.She swayed, leaning into him without thought, trusting him completely. That tru