บททั้งหมดของ Offered To The Cursed Alpha: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

The moment Killian saw his wife, his gaze froze on her. He was walking toward her—drawn in, completely mesmerized, and utterly enchanted. His bright green eyes, full of desire, traveled up and down her body, a silent appreciation gleaming in them when he realized Isabella was wearing the dress he had chosen for her.But then Maya stepped up beside him and slipped her hand around his elbow. Killian’s expression darkened immediately. He hated that kind of behavior in public—he hadn’t liked it even when she was his girlfriend, and now that he was married to Isabella, he wouldn’t tolerate being touched by another she-wolf at all. He swiftly peeled her hand off his arm and took a step back, giving her a sharp, warning glare that made Maya swallow hard.When he shifted his eyes back to his wife, Isabella was gone. His head moved instinctively, searching for her, and he finally saw her walking away toward a quiet corner. He sighed, ready to go after her, but his beta reminded him softly, “Al

Once outside, her eyes scanned the venue grounds—but Killian was nowhere in sight. The music thumped loudly from inside, echoing even out here, making it impossible to call for him.Her pulse quickened as she decided to walk and search for him. It was dark everywhere, and she had no idea where he could have gone. Then, she spotted Maya walking in the distance. Isabella shook her head bitterly at her own foolishness—of course, he didn’t need her right now. He needed his precious girlfriend to comfort him in her arms.Disgust twisted in her chest as realization struck. Goddess, hadn’t he promised her he wouldn’t see Maya again? And she had actually believed him. How naïve of her. He must have been coming home late, not because of work, but because he was with Maya. All men were the same—untrustworthy.She winced at the thought and was about to turn back and return to the banquet when Maya suddenly stopped, turned, and smirked at her. That mocking, slanted gaze made Isabella’s heart flar

When Killian left the banquet hall to cool off, he was fuming. If he hadn’t stepped out for air, he might’ve done something he’d regret later. Without a second thought, he stripped off his clothes, shifted, and ran into the woods, letting his anger burn away with every pounding stride.He finally stopped in the middle of the forest and shifted back into his human form, panting heavily as his chest rose and fell. The forest stretched endlessly around him, vast and dense, wrapping his entire pack’s territory in its shadowy embrace. Even someone with perfect direction could lose their way here—the expanse was too great, its corners unreachable in a single run.But despite the stillness around him, his mind refused to calm. Something was wrong. His wolf stirred restlessly inside him, pacing, agitated. ‘Isabella!’ his wolf howled within his mind.‘She’s in danger!’ the voice came again, louder this time.Killian froze. ‘That’s impossible,’ he told his wolf, trying to steady his racing he

The black rogue’s neck was torn from his body, blood gushing out and spreading across the earth.Isabella’s eyes widened, a glimmer of recognition lighting them up—she knew that black wolf. It was Killian. He had come for her.A rush of emotion hit her—shock, disbelief, and an ache that tightened her chest. But before she could process it, two other wolves lunged at him from both sides.Killian’s wolf moved with ruthless precision. He lifted his foreleg and slashed the gray wolf across the chest, then caught the brown one in his jaws. With a powerful jerk, he hurled the gray wolf into the air; the sickening crack of bones on impact confirmed his death.Without hesitation, Killian snapped the brown wolf’s neck between his teeth, ending the fight with one final, guttural growl. Then, he wiped the blood from his muzzle with his foreleg, his chest rising and falling heavily as his gaze swept over the lifeless rogues. Low growls still rumbled from his throat, his breath heavy through his n

In another part of the forest, deep within its darkest corner, a group of men stood gathered. Something about their stillness, their hushed voices, and the glint of steel in their hands spoke of danger. Their intentions were anything but good. Pale moonlight filtered through the tangled canopy, casting broken streaks across their faces—enough to reveal the cruelty in their eyes, and the darkness of what they planned to do next.“You failed.” The voice came from the shadows—low, sharp, and cold enough to freeze blood. “Again, your mercenaries couldn’t kill that wolfless girl.”The mercenary leader, a rogue, stood trembling, head bowed, eyes fixed on the dirt beneath his boots. “I—I sent my best wolves,” he stammered. “She was alone, far from the pack. She should’ve been easy prey. But the Alpha King… he came. He saved her.”“Oh, really?” The other man stepped forward, his boots crushing twigs beneath them. “That’s your excuse? You had plenty of time before the Alpha arrived. If your w