Lahat ng Kabanata ng Offered To The Cursed Alpha: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

His lips left hers, pressing wet, teasing kisses along her cheek and jaw, lingering on her neck. Then he found her marking spot. He pressed his lips there, leaving a deep, lingering kiss, sucking just enough to leave a visible hickey—for everyone to see.Suddenly, he again felt the sharp surge of his canines, aching to sink into her skin, to claim her, to make her his forever. He had never felt it for any other she-wolf. But with her, he had felt that urge more than he could count. Instead, he let his teeth graze her skin gently, teasing, and she tightened her grip on him, sending a shiver straight through him.Her nails dug into his skin, leaving scratches that bled. Her moans grew louder as she writhed beneath him, grinding against him in a way that made his body react fiercely.When it was almost impossible for him to stop himself from sinking his teeth into her neck and he had to hold back, he bit down on her shoulder to stop himself from biting elsewhere. She cried out—more from

He was momentarily speechless, staring at her with conflict flickering in his green eyes.“Do you love Maya?” she murmured again, her eyes fixed on his face, a mix of hope and fear in them, searching for an answer.She needed to know. After what had just happened between them—the longing in his touch, the way his words had burned with desire for her—her heart and mind were left in a whirl of confusion. If he loved Maya, then what was that emotion he had shown her? She couldn’t be wrong. She had seen something close to love in his eyes.But Killian remained silent. Isabella’s face fell, and she lowered her gaze, the truth settling in her chest. Perhaps what he felt for her was the pull of their mate bond. And she couldn’t blame him if he loved Maya while still desiring her.But Killian remained silent for another reason. After everything that had happened lately, he couldn’t quite figure out what he felt for Maya—whether it was love, or simply gratitude and a sense of responsibility.Wh

“Bella!” Rose’s voice broke Isabella’s focus from Killian. “You’re back? Weren’t we all supposed to attend your sister’s wedding?” she asked, glancing between Killian and Isabella.Before Isabella could answer, Killian growled again, “No. We’re not attending that wedding.” He strode past furiously, but just a few steps later, Ethan appeared, and Killian paused to speak with him.Rose frowned, watching Killian. “What’s wrong with him? Why is his mood so… bad?”Isabella followed her gaze and noticed something else—Rose’s eyes softened as she looked at Ethan, full of love and admiration.“Rose,” Isabella flicked her fingers in front of her sister in law, and Rose jolted slightly.“Ah… huh… oh, Bella.” Rose looked flustered as her gaze returned to Isabella. “I missed you when you weren’t here. Let’s go to my room and catch up.” She held Isabella’s hand and led her toward her room.Isabella’s eyes never left Killian as she followed Rose.Once inside Rose’s room, she closed the door and pu

The hurt on Isabella’s face terrified Killian more than anything else ever had—it felt as if his heart had stopped beating. He wasn’t afraid of anything in the world—not even death—but the mere thought of losing Isabella…He wanted to leap after her, to stop her, to explain what had just happened. But Maya’s arm was still around his neck, holding him back, preventing him from moving toward his wife.Earlier, when Killian had been waiting for Isabella in their bedroom, Maya had barged in. She’d smelled Isabella’s scent on him and immediately started arguing. Killian, not wanting to ruin the night, dismissed her, saying they would talk in the morning. But instead of leaving, Maya grabbed his shirt collar and threw herself onto the bed, pulling him down with her before he could react or even process what was happening.Just then, Isabella had entered the room—and seen him lying atop Maya.No. No! No! This can’t be happening! Killian’s heart screamed in desperation.He’d called out to her

Isabella’s eyes widened in panic as she grabbed at his hand, trying desperately to pry it away while her breath hitched.“Fuck!” Killian’s senses snapped back instantly, and he released her neck. Isabella gasped, clutching her throat, the skin already marked by his fingers.“Baby… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to,” he murmured, his hand hovering over her neck, checking the injury with concern.“Don’t… touch me. Stay away,” she choked out, her voice trembling, tears brimming in her eyes.He hadn’t intended it. It had been a reflex, pure instinct—an involuntary reaction born of anger. He hadn't meant to choke her. Not like this. Not ever.He had ways to dominate her when it was meant to bring pleasure, when she was beneath him—but in anger? Never.The next moment, she moved toward the door, as if she intended to leave, but Killian stepped in front of her.“Baby, please… I said I’m sorry. I’ve never said sorry to anyone before, but I truly mean it. You shouldn’t have slapped me…” His words fal