All Chapters of The Demon Alpha’s Kryptonite: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

SOLANA "Dearest?" I whispered, poking my head into Roman's closet where he was sliding on his pants. He glanced at me over his shoulder, his expression schooled. I swallowed past the lump in my throat, uneasy. Ever since I told him about the dream, he seemed to have shut down. And when I asked him about what he saw, he simply told me he remembered being burnt and the feelings he'd felt in that moment. After that, a strange tension had settled between us."Are you upset?" I asked, and he blinked."Why would I be?"That wasn't a yes or no. Somehow, that made me feel worse."Solana, I do wonder what's going on in that head of yours. You look like you're about to cry," he pointed out, and I lowered my gaze."I'm not crying," I sulked.Without a word, he moved over to me and grabbed my hand, pulling me to himself."Do you really think I would get upset over what happened years ago?"I pursed my lips."I didn't know what to think. You went silent. I hate that I can't read your min

SOLANA He said he won't be long, but why isn't he here yet? I wondered. Anxiety sank into me, eating at my insides as several haunting thoughts gnawed at me. Worse, Alpha Reid had been giving me weird looks since my husband left. As if he was disgusted by the sight of me and couldn't stand it for much longer. Finally, he sighed."Look, here's my business card. Tell Roman to call me," he said, handing me his business card. I nodded, accepting the card. Then he turned to walk away but paused."You don't deserve to stay by his side. Not after what you did to him. Who's to say you won't drag him to hell again? Once a traitor, always a traitor," he uttered and walked away, leaving me feeling humiliated like a drenched rat.I swallowed past the lump in my throat and tried to breathe deeply to calm myself down. But I could already feel the tears stinging my eyes. I detested this part of me. Always tearing up at nothing. Will I ever become someone who doesn't cry just because she's hu

SOLANA "Ophelia is...dead?" My husband croaked, his voice laced with utter disbelief. Did it mean he wasn't even aware of her death?"We found her body close to yours. She was lifeless," Hawke went on to say, and Roman squeezed his eyes shut, a pained look on his face. I stroked his hair, massaging his scalp lightly, and his features relaxed a little."She was going to drag me off somewhere. But we didn't get far before the alpha king found us," Roman said, his breathing strained."The alpha king?" I echoed, a dreadful feeling sinking into me. What if all of this was related to my karma?A cold shiver ran down my spine."He stabbed her on the neck with a needle. I believed he intended to knock her out. But the pain from the stab wound knocked me out, therefore I couldn't tell what happened later," my husband said."It's a setup," Hawke concluded, and my heart sank, a lump forming in my throat."If it was a setup, why the hot chase?" I croaked. He hummed, rubbing his chin."You

SOLANA Heat flooded my face at the sound of Hawke's voice, squeezing my eyes shut in utter embarrassment as my husband slowly lowered my leg to the ground. His hand lingered for a moment, steadying me, before he finally stepped back.Hawke stood frozen in the doorway, his jaw slackened. His eyes were wide, his gaze darting between the unconscious intruders sprawled on the floor... and me, pressed against the wall with my robe hitched up indecently high.I yanked the fabric down so quickly I nearly tore it."Oh Goddess," I muttered under my breath, wishing the floor would just open up and swallow me whole.Hawke cleared his throat, awkwardly."Alpha?" he managed, his voice cracking with barely concealed horror.Roman didn’t flinch. He didn’t even face him. He just angled his head towards the sound of Hawke's voice.Hawke's brows creased instantly. He definitely noticed."Alpha...?" he repeated, more cautious now.Roman didn’t answer immediately. His nostrils flared. I could te

SOLANA Every wheeze and gasp he let out had me aching with sympathy. So, I slid closer, keeping my voice low and steady."Nigel... hey. Look at me."His fingers trembled as they clawed weakly at his chest. Sweat dripped down his temples, his eyes wild and terribly unfocused."You're okay," I whispered, placing a steadying hand on his back. "You're safe. Just breathe with me, alright? In through your nose... slowly... and out."I inhaled deeply, exaggerating the motion so he could follow.He tried and failed. Then he did it again. The second attempt stuck. His breaths were still shaky, but they gradually fell into rhythm with mine.Tara gently rubbed his back, her brows creased with concern. "You scared the hell out of me," she muttered.Nigel leaned heavily into my touch, supporting himself on the fountain’s edge as the worst of the panic eased off him. After a few more shaky breaths, colour returned to his face."Think you can stand?" I asked softly.He nodded weakly, and my ch