All Chapters of One Night with the Hybrid King: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The door to my office bursts open, slamming hard against the wall, the sound echoing through the otherwise silent space. On the other side stands Alexander, his eyes blazing with a fury so intense it’s almost palpable. His face is severe, every line of his expression taut, as though he’s struggling to maintain even a shred of control. It’s impossible not to notice the rigidity of his posture and the way his fists are clenched at his sides. He looks like a storm on the verge of unleashing its full force.I’m surprised to see him here so soon. His recovery has been quick—too quick. I can still catch the faint, metallic scent of medication lingering on his skin from his time in the hospital. I can’t decide if it’s a testament to his determination or just reckless stubbornness. But one thing is clear: he’s not here to discuss strategies or the attack that nearly cost him his life a few days ago. No, the energy Alexander exudes now is far more personal, far more charged.He strides toward

The castle seems to breathe more softly now that Seraphina is no longer here. Her absence is a palpable relief, as if the heavy shadow that once hung over the halls has dissipated, allowing the light to reach places that were once hidden. But the emptiness she left behind also carries its own weight. It’s not the comfortable kind of silence; it’s a space filled with the echo of her betrayal, the remnants of her dark magic still vibrating in the walls, and, most of all, the uncertainty of her whereabouts.The last clue about Seraphina placed her in the hospital with Alexander, and since then, even the best trackers in Veridiana have been unable to find her. She’s slippery, moving like a ghost, using her magical abilities to hide, to disappear when she’s most needed. It frustrates me deeply, but it also intrigues me. She’s always had a unique talent for manipulating things to her advantage, and as much as I hate to admit it, it’s what makes her a dangerous and cunning opponent.I walk t

The life of a commoner is torture, a daily spectacle of deprivation that makes me want to tear my own skin off in disgust. An entire month living in hiding, away from the opulence that is rightfully mine, far from the servants who catered to my every whim, the refined meals, and the luxury of breathing the pure air of the Syltirion mountains. All of this… because of that pathetic human and her bastard children. I find myself wondering, with increasing frequency, if any of this is truly worth it.My nails dig into the wood of the table in front of me as I watch Karin with narrowed eyes. He’s late, and my patience, which was never great to begin with, is now nearly nonexistent. When he finally approaches, the sound of his footsteps is almost inaudible, but the rustling of the paper in his hands grabs my attention like a promise about to be fulfilled.“Here it is, Seraphina… the location of the human,” Karin says, handing me a paper with the address.“Finally! I could hardly stand the wa

Drave Frost, my older brother, has returned. I hadn’t thought about him in years, not since I banished him from the kingdom of Veridiana after our father’s death. Drave Frost, always with his dangerous ideas, his vision of power as warped as the man himself. The idealization of a government built on oppression and brute force is a constant threat—and now that threat looms close to Aria. Close to my children.The mere thought that Drave might be plotting against them makes my blood boil. My family. A word I am barely beginning to understand and that is already becoming a target. Asher went ahead to make preparations for me. I cannot move my soldiers into the city—that would raise suspicions, and I don’t want my brother to know I’m coming. I need the element of surprise on my side.Things here in the capital are difficult as it is. Seraphina has vanished, and her absence has left me worried, complicating the matter of our official separation. The alliance between the kingdoms of Veridian

“Lady Seraphina?” A feminine voice suddenly rises behind me, blending with the sound of the waves.I’m seated facing the sea, admiring the beach as I strategize my next moves.Turning around, I notice the presence of a tall woman, dark-skinned, with a defined and muscular build. Her broad shoulders and firm gaze might have intimidated me—if I were human.“Who’s asking?” I reply with suspicion, already feeling my powers tingling at my fingertips.The woman steps closer and sits beside me, her eyes scanning me as though assessing whether I’m worthy of hearing her response.“Khiliana. I’ve come on behalf of my king…” she replies formally, and I raise an eyebrow. Caelum has no servant named Khiliana. “Drave Frost,” she adds.I blink at her, surprised by the declaration. Drave Frost declaring himself a king? The audacity of the man leaves me speechless. I rest my arm on the chair and shift my posture to better engage with Khiliana.“And what have you come to bring me? A belated wedding gif