Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha's Obsession: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

Nyxia’s POV:Verena’s voice wavered as she trailed off, her gaze distant. I studied her, noting the faint tremor in her hands as they rested on her lap. This was the first time I’d seen her with such an expression. She always carried herself with quiet grace—sweet but firm. Now, she seemed unmoored, weighed down by memories too heavy to carry.The urge to say something—to offer comfort—warred with my hesitation. I wasn’t used to seeing Verena like this, and it made my heart clench.Clearing my throat, I decided to reluctantly begin the conversation. “Verena, I need your help. I’m trying to figure out the source of Alaric’s illness. If I can figure out what caused it, there’s a chance we can find a cure.”She blinked, snapping out of her reverie. “The source?”“Yes,” I said firmly. “I want to know as much about Alaric as possible. I plan to ask him myself, though it’ll probably be awkward.” I hesitated, glancing down at my hands. “Dominico will come with me, to avoid any... misundersta

Nyxia’s POV:My eyes widened at Verena’s admission, but I didn’t feel sadness for the monstrous man she described. Not even an ounce. No, the weight of sorrow I felt was reserved solely for her—Verena, who had endured so much and was still carrying the burden of her choices like a millstone around her neck.“The thing is,” Verena continued, her voice steady but hollow, “Alaric was already claimed as the heir to the pack. He would’ve become Alpha. But our pack has strict customs about forceful takeovers, especially with a man like Gareth—Leonardo’s brother—an omnipresent figure with more supporters than Alaric. If word had gotten out that he killed his father, the consequences would’ve been severe. They would’ve punished him for patricide. Perhaps even killed him for it.”I frowned, listening intently as she spoke.“When the pack found out about Leonardo’s death, I went against Alaric and took the blame. I told them I killed the Alpha.” Her lips wobbled as she forced out the words. “Of

Nyxia’s POV:Maybe I had changed.That much was undeniable.As we rode together in the limousine, Dominico’s piercing golden eyes boring into mine, I felt something strange stir in my chest. My heart fluttered constantly.And for the first time ever, the feeling wasn’t followed by anger, disgust, or sadness.It wasn’t that I didn’t still have moments of doubt—I did. But the way he looked at me, the way his voice softened when he spoke my name, it felt... different. Foreign. Yet warm and oddly safe.But alongside this warmth, there was a lingering confusion, an itch I couldn’t scratch.Because as much as I hated to admit it, the feelings I had started developing for Dominico were unlike anything I had ever felt before.Which was awkward, to say the least.I knew I had loved Ethan—hadn’t I? He had saved me from the fire, he had stood by me through so much. But if I loved him, why did this feel so new?Why did Dominico feel... more?Was it because of our bond? Were these feelings just a

Nyxia’s POV:I froze in place, my heart skipping a beat at the voice. Turning my head as nonchalantly as I could, I found Giuseppe standing in the corridor, his arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips.“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked, his tone dripping with mock politeness.A surge of anger bubbled within me at the sight of him, memories of that night flooding back—the way he’d dragged me out of the dungeon, Ethan’s capture, Nikolai collapsing in pain. My fingers tightened instinctively around Dominico’s arm before I could stop myself.Dominico’s gaze snapped to mine, his golden eyes narrowing slightly. “Who is this?” he asked, his voice calm but laced with the protective undertone I’d grown used to.I forced a smile, schooling my expression into one of polite indifference. “This is Giuseppe,” I said, my voice steady.“The son of the Hunter mansion’s head maid.”Giuseppe’s smirk widened into a fiendish grin as his eyes raked over me shamelessly. His buzzcut hair had grow

Dominico’s POV:The tension in the library was suffocating, the silence shattered by the sharp click of the lock turning. My instincts kicked in, and I acted fast, grabbing Nyxia’s hand and pulling her toward the window. The library’s soft amber lighting cast long shadows across the floor, a reminder of the mess of books we had left in our frantic search.The sky outside was a velvety black now, the sun had long set, and the stars hidden behind the ominous clouds. Perfect cover.I snatched the leather-bound book we’d found earlier and threw it out the window. It hit the ground with a soft thud, landing in the bushes below.“Hold on,” I whispered, wrapping my arms around Nyxia’s waist before she could say a word. Her breath hitched, but she didn’t protest as I jumped us both out of the window.The two-story drop was nothing for a wolf like me, and I landed silently in the shadows beneath the library. Nyxia clung to me for a moment before I set her down. I opened my mouth to speak, but