All Chapters of Trapped with the Alpha King: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

With Lakan’s help, Althea’s strength had returned, yet the uneasiness from her dream still lingered.She waited almost the whole night for Gavriel while lying in his bed but he never came. She got up and walked to the balcony. The full moon shone brightly in the sky, and her eyes filled with tears as her mother’s last words came back to her.“We came from a powerful house, Althea. You possess great power within you, but others may perceive it as dangerous. Some, driven by greed, will try to use it for their own benefit. Be careful. Don’t show your gift unless you must. Live a simple life if you can. That’s all I want for you… I’m sorry I failed to protect you. I love you so much.”Tears slid down her cheeks as she remembered the necklace her mother had given her before she died. There was a big pendant shaped like a key. She had lost it long ago. Luna Meena had taken it from her, only to lose it as well, and since then, it had never been found.“Keep this key with you. One day, it wil

Althea had slept well and woke later than usual. Normally, she rose before sunrise, but today the warm rays of the sun touched her face and pulled her awake.She slowly opened her eyes and turned to the other side of the bed. Empty. A small sting hit her chest, knowing Gavriel didn’t return.“I wonder where he slept,” she murmured as she got up from Gavriel’s bed.Last night, she had managed to sneak a quick look around the oak tree, but she found nothing. Fear struck her at the thought of Gavriel catching her out of his chamber, so she had hurried back and stayed in his bed until sleep claimed her.“It would be nice if I could find a place to practice my magic,” she thought. Her mother had taught her the four elements when she was ten, and she wanted to master them again. But she needed space and secrecy.After what happened with Elsa, and even last night, she knew her enemies would use any excuse against her. They had already branded her a witch for healing Elsa.She yawned and stre

At the Throne Hall, South PalaceThe morning assembly of the royal court was as restless as Gavriel had expected. The hall buzzed with discontent, voices rising as ministers and councilors voiced their displeasure over his sudden decision to strip Lord Thanos of his position as Minister of Justice.“Your Majesty, Thanos has long served the court with loyalty,” one minister argued.“Without him, the balance of our laws will be disrupted,” another added.Gavriel leaned back in his chair, his sharp gaze sweeping across the hall. He let them speak, let their complaints echo and grow, before finally rising to his feet. The hall fell silent at once.“You call it loyalty,” Gavriel said, his voice calm but edged with steel, “but what I have seen is betrayal to the very law he swore to protect.”He motioned for Simon, who stepped forward carrying sealed scrolls and records. One by one, the documents were laid out for the council to see. Each piece revealed how Thanos had twisted the law for hi

Inside Gavriel’s bedchamber, the walls felt like they were closing in on Althea. She sank onto the edge of the bed, her hands trembling as she clutched the sheets. Her chest heaved, each breath uneven, as the weight of everything pressed down on her.She had forced herself to stay cold, to show nothing when Melva was beaten and dragged away. She had kept her face blank, her eyes empty because she wouldn’t give in to what the Queen Mother and Lady Ava wanted. They were waiting, circling her like vultures, eager to see her falter, eager to learn what mattered most to her.But now, in the safety of the Alpha King’s chamber, her mask fully shattered. Tears spilled down her cheeks before she could stop them. She pressed her palms to her face, shaking her head. “Melva…” she whispered, her voice breaking. “Please endure this. Please hold on.”Her tears soaked through her fingers as she bent forward, shoulders trembling. “I promise… I will get you out of this mess soon,” she hummed, as though

Althea was startled by Gavriel’s sudden change of mood. It was moments like this that made her hate the fact she couldn’t read his mind. Just a while ago, he had looked soft, even concerned. Now his face was etched with annoyance.“I don’t know what you truly feel, Your Majesty, but I wouldn’t dare assume you care for someone like me,” she said quickly, trying to steady her voice. “If you want my father, then I thought it best to keep me unharmed. I’ve presumed all your generosity was only for that reason. After all, I’m nothing more than a pawn… a bait.”Her words tumbled out as she gripped the hand he had around her throat.His eyes narrowed, and with a twisted smile he hummed, “Now you call me Your Majesty... yet when I claim you, you cry my name.”Althea swallowed hard, her pulse quickening. A moment ago, he was angry that she had assumed he cared for her. Now he seemed displeased with her formality. Which was it?‘Damn this beast,’ she cursed inwardly. Gavriel truly was the mad k