Semua Bab A Breeder For The Alpha King [Between the two worlds]: Bab 51 - Bab 60

The next morning, Kia and Logan walked side by side into the tall, mirrored building that bore Kia’s name. Logan slowed as the automatic doors slid open, his eyes sweeping across the marble floor, the sleek lines of steel and glass, the workers moving briskly in their pressed suits.Kia’s empire.Logan had heard about it, but seeing it in front of him was different. Kia had carved a place for himself in the human world, hiding his wolf beneath smiles and sharp clothes. How he managed to keep his identity safe was still a mystery. Logan’s instincts bristled at the thought—wolves weren’t meant to live like this. But Kia looked like he belonged here.“Don’t look so shocked,” Kia murmured, smirking as they strode toward the elevators. “You thought I was wasting my time, didn’t you?”Logan said nothing. His gaze followed a secretary walking past with a tablet clutched in her hand, head down, with eyes nervous. The humans here had no idea what Kia really was. That ignorance was the only thi

The steady hum of machines filled the hospital room, interrupted only by the soft, shallow breaths Daniel struggled to take. His body was weak and his mind was restless. His gaze moved slowly around the room, taking in the familiar faces hovering near his bedside—his mother, Nicole, watching him with anxious eyes; Mia, leaning possessively against his pillow; but the one face that lingered in his thoughts was absent.“Where is she?” Daniel’s voice was hoarse, breaking the silence. His eyes flicked toward the door. “Where is Freya?”Mia’s brows furrowed instantly, her expression twisting in irritation. “Why are you asking for her?” she asked, the words edged with disdain. Her hand slipped over his, gripping tightly as if to anchor his attention. “You’ve barely woken up, and she’s the first thing on your mind?”Daniel tried to lift his hand to remove hers, but his strength faltered. “She was here a moment ago,” he murmured, his tone firm despite the weakness lacing it. He was probably c

Nicole Lawson’s screams had pierced through every corner moments earlier before her body gave way to shock. Nurses had rushed in, lifting her carefully, their voices urgent as they carried her away.Freya stood frozen near the ICU doors, her heart pounding, Irene was already stirring restlessly inside her chest. Her mind screamed with questions, but none louder than the one that gnawed at her: What did the doctor tell Nicole?As they wheeled Nicole away, Freya found her feet moving toward Daniel’s room. The glass wall separated her from him, but she pressed closer, staring at the pale figure lying still, the machines hissed and beeped in a rhythm too fragile for comfort. His chest rose and fell with the aid of the oxygen mask, each breath seeming like it was borrowed, as though at any moment it might be snatched away.Freya’s throat tightened. “Hold on, Mr Daniel,” she whispered, her voice nearly lost in the cold hum of the ward. “Please… just hold on.”But staying longer only deepene

Freya kept herself busy the following days. On the surface, she was just another employee going about her duties, but underneath, every nerve in her body remained alert. She hadn’t forgotten the men she’d glimpsed on the day of the fire—their shadows burned into her memory.. And though she couldn’t yet prove it, her instinct screamed they had something to do with the flames that nearly cost Daniel his life.So she worked and she watched. Filing documents, sorting schedules, answering emails—all while scanning the corners of the building, memorizing faces, listening to stray conversations.One afternoon, as she was typing away on her computer, she heard heavy footsteps in the hall. She glanced up. Daniel was walking past her desk, flanked by two men in dark suits. She couldn’t see their faces clearly from her angle, but their presence was commanding. The men spoke in low tones, words slipping through the air.“…shares… expansion… investment returns…”Business. Always business.Freya wa

The car moved in a tensed silence, its tires humming against the asphalt as the night swallowed them. Freya sat rigid in the back seat, pressed into the leather, the silver cuffs on her wrists biting into her skin. Every pulse of pain reminded her that she was trapped, and her wolf was in shackles, silenced.Logan sat beside her, close enough that she could feel the heat radiating from his body. His presence was suffocating, his aura heavy with restrained rage. He hadn’t spoken since forcing her into the car. He didn’t need to. The anger burning in his eyes, the way his jaw clenched and unclenched, spoke volumes.Freya swallowed hard, her throat dry from excessive crying. Her voice came out hoarse.“How… how did you find me?”No answer.She turned her head, searching his face. His gaze remained fixed forward, hard as stone, unyielding. The veins in his hands stood out where they gripped his knees, every line of his body coiled with fury.“Alpha Logan,” she tried again, desperation cre