บททั้งหมดของ Alpha Asher’s Stubborn Mate: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Elvara. His eyes stayed locked on mine, hot and fierce, neither of us moving. “You push and push,” he said, voice low, “it’s almost like you want to see what happens when I break.” “Maybe I do,” I said, because the words came before I could stop them. “Maybe I want to know what’s under all that anger.” His jaw flexed hard, and his hand curled once into a fist. “Don’t look for softness in me, Elvara,” he said. “There isn’t any.” I stepped closer. I don’t even know why I did that. “I’ve seen it,” I said quietly. “You just hate that I did.” His eyes flashed with hurt, fury, and pain. Then he turned away suddenly, like the movement was the only thing keeping him from exploding. “I’m done with this conversation,” he said. Then he walked to the door. “Asher,” I said, reaching out. He didn’t stop for even a second. “Asher! Stop right there now!” He opened the door and left, the sound of it closing behind him was loud enough to feel in my spine. I stood there

Elvara. He wasn't even letting me thinkㅡ His tongue swept into my mouth in a desperate need to claim and I let out a sound that was muffled by his lips on mine. “Is that really the reason why, Elvara?” His voice was rough against my lips, his breath brushing against my skin and I shuddered. He was madㅡHis grip around me was tight, fingers digging into my skin as he held me tight, lips trailing everywhere. A strangled gasp rippled out of me when I felt his teeth nip at my skin, definitely leaving a stinging sensation that would fade off into a bruise. “Asher…” My fists curled into his shirt with a futile attempt to push him away despite the way my body ached for him. He didn't budge. Not even a bit. His hands found my wrists as he pushed me back against the wall, grip tight around my wrists, forcing me still. “Elvara, you don't know an ounce of how this bothers me…” he inhaled sharply, sighing as he backed me against the wall. My back hit the wall behind me and he

Asher. The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was Elvara sleeping. Her chest rose and fell with slow, even breaths. Her hair was messy, falling across her face in dark, and soft waves. I could see the faint curve of her lips, relaxed in slumber. A small, unintentional smile tugged at my mouth. I reached out gently, brushing a stray strand of hair from her cheek. She stirred slightly but didn’t wake. I leaned closer, careful not to disturb her. My fingers moved through her hair like I was memorizing the feel of it, the warmth, the softness. Even like this so quiet, and vulnerable, she made my heart tighten. “You look too peaceful,” I murmured under my breath. “And far too quiet for someone who drives me insane constantly.” I let my hand linger for a moment longer, watching her sleep, letting myself just… stay here, just looking. I finally tore my eyes away from her. The trial wouldn’t wait. There were matters to settle, judgments to make, and I had to be rea

Asher. I left the palace without looking back. If I stayed another minute, I would’ve gone back to her and I was still too furious to trust myself with that. Better to burn this anger on something that deserved it. The rival packs had been testing our borders again, so I decided to handle it quickly. My beta rode at my side, silently, sensing my mood. A few of my best warriors followed behind us. By the time we reached the border, the forest had gone quiet. I slowed down a bit, the entire environment felt… wrong. “Alpha,” my beta murmured. “Do you..” The woods exploded, and bodies lunged from every direction. Wolves shifted with their fangs bared, claws out, the air thick with killing intent. They hit like a wave, trying to break formation before we could even raise a defense. So they had planned this. That was good, because I needed something to tear apart. I shifted mid-movement, bones cracking, muscles stretching, my wolf bursting out in a surge of black f

Asher. I watched her. My fierce and unbending Luna. The way she stood there, unafraid, unbent, even as the relic of the moon goddess crashed down before everyone. Eyes looked between her and the broken relic. I could feel their doubt, and their suspicion. I could hear it in their shallow breaths. She didn’t flinch, neither did she hesitate. She looked back at Lyssandra, as if daring anyone to judge her. My jaw tightened, and my claws itched. My wolf stirred beneath my skin, restless, protective, ready to lash out at anyone else who dared question her. “It’s just a coincidence,” I said finally. I knew no one would believe it. I knew the people here wouldn’t accept that simple explanation. They were staring at her like she had planned it. Like she had broken some sacred law. I felt heat rise in my chest with anger. The raw, aching need to protect her, to make them understand that absolutely no one had the right to question my Luna. I leaned back slightly, keeping my arm c