All Chapters of Mated To The Brutal Alpha: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Renric One hour later.The East colony hall glows with gold and crimson lights. Music flows through the massive room while nobles, alphas and guests fill the hall with laughter and conversation.The moment I step inside, the announcer’s voice echoes loudly.“His Majesty… the Lycan King of the North!”Instantly, the hall stills, everyone rising to their feet. I keep my expression blank as I walk inside dressed entirely in black, my hands tucked behind me.My eyes sweep across the room lazily until they land on familiar faces. George and beside him, his younger brother, Alfred.My brows furrow slightly, Alpha Reynolds is nowhere in sight. Oh right, he is ill. Old age really got to him so fast. That explains why his sons are here representing him.I look away before moving toward the far corner where Lennox is already seated with a drink in hand. The moment I sit down, another glass is pushed toward me.“Drink,” Lennox mutters.I grab it without argument. At this point, alcohol feels li

TessaEverything is funnily arranged perfectly like we’re some happily married couple sharing breakfast peacefully.I sit stiffly across from Kael, my fingers clenched tightly beneath the table while my appetite remains completely gone.Meanwhile, he eats calmly. Of course, he should, he orchestrated all this. Kidnapped my friends from my father and took me away from Renric.I regret everything now. I was wrong about him, he was never that knight and charming armour I hoped for. He is the brutal beast!The sound of his fork against the plate scrapes softly through the silence before he finally glances at me.“You do realize the morning meal is necessary for the baby,” he says casually, dabbing his lips with a napkin.My chest tightens instantly at the mention of the child. He never stops using the child to lecture me about good behaviour. He sees me moody, I must smile for the sake of the moody.Always manipulative! Well I'm tired.“I want to go back to the East.”The atmosphere chang

TessaA soft gasp echoes from the corridor. One of the maids freezes mid-step, wide-eyed at the sight of me pinned against the wall with Kael’s hand buried under my dress. She spins on her heel and flees back inside without a word. Another maid appears moments later, catches sight of us, and does the same.He isn't even bothered that we are in the dining hall and servants could be passing. He doesn’t even glance at them. His focus stays locked on my face, drinking in every flicker of reluctant pleasure I try to hide.“That’s it,” he murmurs, voice rough with arousal. “Getting so wet for me now… see? Your body still knows who it belongs to.”I bite down harder on my lip, but a broken whimper slips out anyway as his fingers thrust faster, stretching me, stroking that spot inside that makes my thighs tremble around his waist. My breathing turns ragged, my wetness coating his hand, dripping down my inner thighs. The pressure builds unbearably, coiling tighter and tighter until my walls f

Tessa“Wow,” Kael murmurs smoothly as the guard announces the doctor’s arrival. “That’s good news.”Good news. Really? He is about to alter my due date for no just reason at all. He isn't even trying to convince me about it, it's like I have no say at all in this and it's making my stomach twist.He glances toward the guard. “Let him in.”The guard bows immediately and disappears again.I remain standing beside the dining table, my legs still trembling faintly beneath me. My dress is wrinkled, my thighs sticky, my chest still rising unevenly from everything that just happened.He notices and walks toward me slowly, his expression softening in that terrifying way of his. His hands settle on my waist carefully. “Calm down,” he says quietly. “All this will be over soon. I promise you.”I stare at him in confusion. How can someone sound so tender while doing monstrous things? How can the same man who threatened my friends minutes ago now stroke my hair like he loves me?“I don’t understa

Renric My heart is aching.I sit motionless on the leather couch, whiskey balanced loosely between my fingers while Kael and Tessa’s face fills the screen.“Luna Theresa… is it true?” a reporter asks.I focus my gaze on Tessa, I really want to know what she has to say about this vile accusation about me. But her eyes are dim, confusion flickering in them.The moment she nods affirmatively, my heart skips a beat, my jaw clenching.Her voice shakes. “Alpha Renric confided in me about the death of his father.”My chest caves inwardly, my fist clenching around the glass cup. I've never had such a conversation with anyone and I didn't kill my own father.Kael was there when our father died. We both did our best to save him from a devastating illness but there was nothing we could do, there was nothing anyone could do. Why then should I be blamed for his death? “So the Lycan King is guilty of Regicide?” the reporter very close to Tessa, asks.“Yes,” Kael cuts in. “And as such, not worthy