All Chapters of The Alpha King's Shadow: Chapter 51 - Chapter 55

The storm didn't end when the river took her; it just changed how it sounded.Aurek stayed on the bank long after the torches were put out. All that was left was rain and wreckage. The water below him was a monster, roaring as it swallowed everything in its path. His men yelled orders – search the river, send for riders, get healers – but he barely heard them. All he could hear was her running away, the soft sound of her dress against the stone, and a heartbeat that wasn't his.He had almost touched her.Almost.He could still feel a burning feeling in his fingers, a faint but real strand of silver shining through the rain. He should have thrown it into the river after her. Instead, he held onto it.When he turned back to the castle, the torches made his face look like it was made of gold and shadows. His jaw hurt from holding back a growl. The wolf inside him was restless – pacing, snarling, and confused. Why did you let her go? It asked. Why didn't you follow her?Because kings don'

The scent lingered, refusing to dissipate.It clung to him, coating his skin, saturating his clothes, permeating the very air of the war room. Smoke and rain mingled with the strange, sharp sweetness of wolfsbane and the delicate whisper of silk – a haunting reminder of her presence. It was faint, elusive, almost taunting in its persistence.Aurek leaned over the battle map, his knuckles white as he gripped the edge of the table. The old wood groaned beneath the pressure. Torches flickered in the corners, casting dancing shadows that mirrored the turmoil in his own heart. His officers stood stiffly, their silence thick with unease. Their eyes darted between their king and the bloodied sword resting against the table – a stark testament to the chaos of the previous night.She disappeared into the river? Aurek finally asked, his voice a low rasp. The sound sent a visible shiver through the nearest guard.Yes, Majesty. Alaric's reply was measured, the tone reserved, careful – the way one

The sounds were a symphony of destruction. Smoke stung my eyes, the metallic tang of blood filled my nostrils, and the screams... Gods, the screams were a savage chorus that echoed in the hollows of my skull.They took her. Just the thought made my blood boil.That single, terrifying realization was all it took to send me crashing through the palace gates. Forget careful planning, forget battlefield tactics. Survival instincts? Gone. All that mattered was the heart-wrenching fact that Selene was gone. Hundreds of warriors stood ready, blades gleaming under the flickering torchlight, but they were mere obstacles.Selene. She was everything. And I would raze this entire kingdom, brick by bloody brick, if that's what it took to bring her back to me. I wouldn't lose her again. Not now, not ever.A soldier, eyes wide with a mixture of fear and battle lust, lunged at me. His blade whistled through the air, aimed at my heart.I didn’t bother sidestepping, didn't waste an ounce of energy on