Semua Bab Trapped with the Alpha King: Bab 251 - Bab 260

The morning sun had barely climbed above the palace towers when a soft flutter echoed through the open window of Uriel’s office.Uriel looked up from the stack of documents spread across his desk, irritation already etched on his face. He had barely slept. Between the continued calming of nobles, managing the aftermath of everyone losing their magic, and keeping the palace from spiraling into panic, he felt like he had aged ten years in a single week.The sound came again.Flutter. Flutter.He frowned. “What now…”A white dove glided into the room, its wings catching the light before it landed neatly on the edge of his desk. A thin parchment was tied carefully to its leg with a silver thread marked by an ancient royal seal.Uriel’s breath stilled.“That seal…” he muttered.Only a few places still used the old ways. And only one person would send news like this.He rose quickly, gently untied the parchment, and unfolded it with careful fingers. The writing was elegant, firm, unmistakab

The morning air was biting cold now that winter had fully set in. Gavriel helped Althea into the carriage first, then stepped away to give further instructions to his men. She bit her lip as she watched him from the open carriage doors, his figure standing out against the pale morning light.Her face reddened as she recalled her conversation with Melva earlier. The embarrassment from the mess she had caused the night before still lingered, making her cringe inwardly. Perhaps she could make it up to him later. If he made an intimate move, she knew she would not stop him. He had every right to, given that they were already husband and wife. It would not be the first time, after all. They had shared intimacy more than once already, even if her memories of it were blurred or missing entirely.She took a deep breath. Despite the weariness tugging at her, a sense of comfort slowly settled in her chest. They were going home, back to the familiarity of their kingdom. She missed her half-sibl

At the West Wing of the Royal Estate, Lunaris KingdomPrincess Riela noticed almost immediately how Beatrice was sulking. It was subtle, the way her shoulders were just a bit too stiff, the way her gaze lingered on nothing while the world moved around her. And that long face…Beatrice was usually composed, confident in a way that did not demand attention, but today there was an unmistakable weight clinging to her presence. Beatrice was someone Riela cared for deeply and looked up to like a little sister, and the two of them were very close. In truth, Riela had long believed that they might one day become sisters in name as well. Beatrice’s father, Minister Marius, had been very close to her mother, and Riela was not naive enough to miss the signs that there had once been something more between her mother and the minister.Riela set aside the papers she had been reviewing and leaned back in her chair, watching Beatrice from across the sitting room.“You look like you want to set some

Althea failed spectacularly at that.Once Melva seemed slightly less miserable, Gavriel turned his attention back to Althea, his expression softening again. “How are you feeling now?”She rolled her shoulders, testing her balance. “Better. A little strange, but not dizzy.”“Good.” His hand hovered near her waist, not quite touching. “If it worsens, we can go inside the cabin. You should rest if your body needs it.”Her heart skipped in a way she hadn’t quite learned how to control yet.“The cabin?” she repeated.He nodded. “It will be warmer there. Quieter.”“I can escort you,” he added, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.Althea swallowed, suddenly very aware of the closeness between them, of the way the wind no longer felt so cold with him standing so near. Her thoughts, unhelpful and vivid, immediately wandered somewhere dangerous.She had already resolved to give herself to Gavriel, her body included, once he chose to initiate. And yet, despite that resolve, nervous

Althea felt completely boneless as Gavriel pulled her into his arms. She had no energy left after his relentless lovemaking, his chosen punishment for her teasing. Not that she was complaining. She had enjoyed every moment of being intimate with her husband but then she was really spent that she just wanted to sleep at that rate.Gavriel was too insatiable that she thought they were done since he already had his released only for him to continue for another round.“Can we pause for a bit? I need to recharge,” she mumbled against his chest, resting her head there. His hand was still idly tracing along her side, and she had a feeling he might pin her down again, turn her over, or pull her back into another round at any second.“I promise I won’t chuckle anymore when you cry,” she added lazily, her eyelids growing heavy. She liked being wrapped in his arms. It felt warm and comforting, like the safest place she could be.“Alright,” he whispered against her ear. “Get some rest for now. Sl