All Chapters of MY EX BETRAYED ME, SO I SEDUCED HIS ALPHA UNCLE: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

THE DUELThe next morning came heavy with tension. The air itself felt sharp, as though even the wind knew blood was about to be spilled. The Alpha King’s palace loomed in the distance, a massive structure of stone and power, its golden banners fluttering in the breeze. Wolves from every corner of the territory had gathered, their voices carrying through the courtyard in a restless hum. They wanted to witness history, to see who would stand and which would fall.Darius walked at the head of his men, his steps steady though his heart carried the weight of the world. He had barely slept, his mind consumed with Ashera. He could still see her face every time he closed his eyes, could still feel her presence haunting him. He clenched his fists at his sides, forcing his expression into a mask of control.Across the courtyard, Evan arrived with his supporters. He wore his pride like armor, his head high, shoulders squared, his mouth curv

Ashera’s breath caught in her throat. Her heart thudded painfully against her ribs. She couldn’t believe it, this woman’s cruelty had no end. Every instinct screamed to fight back, to spit in her face, to tell her she would never bow. But her body trembled too much, her strength gone, her cheeks still burning from the slaps.She swallowed hard, blinking away tears. She knew better than to argue. For now.Lyria gave her hair one last sharp yank before letting go, watching Ashera crumple weakly to the floor again. Straightening, she brushed her hands together as though discarding something filthy. A satisfied smile curved her lips.Turning to Eron, she said smoothly, “Once the duel is over, you won’t need to hide anymore.”But Eron’s jaw tightened. His eyes flicked to her, filled with both anger and bitterness. “And then what? Hm?” His voice was harsh, low with restrained fury. “I’m not stupi

Ashera stirred slowly, her eyelids heavy as though weighed down by shadows. The first thing she noticed was the warmth of a dimly lit room, the faint crackle of a fire in the corner, and the sharp but oddly soothing scent of herbs in the air. When her vision cleared, she blinked and froze.Nia was slumped in a chair right beside her bed, her head resting on her folded arms. Her chest rose and fell softly, exhaustion carved into her features. Even in her sleep, she looked tense, as if fear still lingered around her like a second skin.Ashera shifted slightly, the movement small but enough to make the wooden frame of the bed creak. At once, Nia stirred, her lashes fluttering before her brown eyes opened.“Ashera…” her voice was barely above a whisper, but the relief in it carried like thunder. She sat upright so quickly the chair nearly toppled.Ashera’s lips parted, but her throat felt dry. Her body felt strange, weak yet alive. Sh

The next morning, light filtered softly through the windows of the Thorn mansion, casting a warm glow across the room. Birds called outside, and the quiet hum of the waking pack drifted in faintly.Ashera shifted beneath the covers, her lashes fluttering open slowly. For a moment, she lay still, caught between the heavy pull of sleep and the faint hum of nervous energy that clung to her like a second skin. Yesterday’s exhaustion still lingered in her muscles, a dull ache throbbing in her leg where injury had slowed her, but her mind was restless. She could hear the faint clatter of maids moving below, the aroma of fresh bread and herbs drifting faintly through the halls. Yet none of that reached her in any real way.Her ears caught a different sound, low, steady, and powerful. The unmistakable growl of an engine as a car approached the estate, its deep rumble carrying through the courtyard like a call her body couldn’t ignore. Her heart jerked in her chest, and before she could think,

They stepped into the mansion, and Ashera’s wide eyes caught the way the maids standing near the door stilled. Their heads dipped quickly, hiding the surprise flickering across their faces. The maids were used to the Alpha’s commanding presence, but never had they seen him carry someone like this. Ashera’s own shock deepened when she noticed Darius’s hand adjust the hem of her nightgown, tugging it subtly down over her thigh. Only then did it strike her, how revealing the thin fabric truly was. Heat rushed to her face. She hadn’t thought about it before, too caught up in relief and tears, but now she realised that beneath this gown, she wore nothing at all. Her lips parted slightly, words stumbling out before she could stop them. “You know… they really don’t care if I wear rags.” Darius’s eyes flicked down at her, his expression unreadable but his grip tightening ever so slightly. His voice was low, steady, carrying the