All Chapters of She’s The Alpha King: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

_Zephyr’s POV_ The early morning sun slipped past my curtains, spilling across my bedroom floor. Birds chirped outside, flying around the inner courtyard of the Silver Wolf Packhouse. If you listened only to the wind and watched the light shining over the walls, you’d think today was a beautiful day. But deep within me, it was far from that. Deep in my chest, a storm raged. I stood in front of the mirror in my room, staring at my reflection. The uniform had just arrived this morning, shiny black pants, a buttoned tunic stitched with silver thread along the collar, and a family name sewn over the left breast. The name of the Silver Wolf Pack. My family’s name too. The future Alpha’s uniform. My chest and throat tightened. Tomorrow, I’d be leaving for the Royal Wolf Academy, the same academy where male heirs from powerful packs trained to become leaders. It was a place of wicked politics and even more wicked expectations. I had known it was coming for months, but heari

_Zephyr’s POV_ The silence stretched like a taut wire about to snap. I could feel every pair of eyes in the hall boring into me, but none more intensely than the gray ones directly in front of me. Prince Kael stood barely three feet away, and up close, he was even more overwhelming than I’d imagined. He towered over me by at least half a foot, his presence filling the space between us like smoke. His school uniform fit him perfectly, emphasizing broad shoulders and a lean, powerful frame. He didn’t speak immediately. Instead, he tilted his head slightly, studying me with the kind of lazy interest a wolf might show a rabbit that had wandered too close to its den. The corner of his mouth curved upward in what might have been a smile, but there was nothing warm about it. “Interesting,” he said finally, his voice low and smooth. It carried easily through the silent hall, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. “A pretty boy from nowhere shows up and already wants to pick a fight.

_Zephyr’s POV_ My eyes fluttered open and I groaned. Pains exploded all over my body, but I bit back the wince at the tip of my tongue. The healer in the room checked me once again and thankfully, he didn't touch my chest or remove my clothes since the injuries I sustained were merely on my arm and legs. After his instructions, I left the infirmary and returned to my room for a warm bath. Kael had really tried to kill me. Goddess. After a while of staying still in my room, I stood up to my feet and walked out. I shouldn’t have stepped out and come out here. The pain in my ribs was still very real, even after the healer at the infirmary had done his best. But the pain in my chest was worse. I couldn’t sleep, not with the sting of humiliation still clinging to my skin like a second layer. I could still hear their gasps, still feel the thud of Kael’s sword against my body. I needed to move. To remind myself why I spent years training. Why I endured pain and silence an