Todos los capítulos de The Reluctant Alpha and His Sassy Queen: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

The golden dress clung to Scarlet’s body like a cage...tight, suffocating, suffused with the kind of luxury that screamed auction piece rather than daughter. Every seam scratched her skin, every tug of the fabric whispered chains. She yanked at the sleeves, glaring at her reflection in the tall mirror.“Stop fidgeting,” her mother snapped from across the chamber. Luna Helena stood like a queen draped in black velvet, her mask already fixed over her sharp cheekbones. Her eyes...cold and measuring...flicked over Scarlet. “You’ll wrinkle the gown. Tonight must be flawless. You must be flawless.”Scarlet spun the golden mask between her fingers, her smirk edged with venom. “Translation: keep my mouth shut, smile pretty, and let the Prince pick me like I’m fruit at a market.”“Enough,” her father cut in, voice deep as thunder. Alpha Darius turned from the window where moonlight slanted across his broad shoulders. His mask dangled in one hand, carved of iron-gray leather, as harsh as the ma

Scarlet’s back slammed against the carved door as Ronan shoved it open with the force of a storm. His mouth was still on hers, brutal and consuming, swallowing the gasp that escaped her throat. He kicked the door shut, and the thud echoed like a verdict in the dimly lit chamber.Her hands moved before her mind caught up, sliding up the hard lines of his chest, curling around his broad shoulders. She should have resisted. She should have thought about the consequences. But her body was a traitor, her hips arching, sliding against his with desperate hunger.His growl rumbled through her chest, vibrating against her lips. “Bold little thing, aren’t you?”Scarlet smirked against his mouth, her sass sparking even as her knees trembled. “What, you think I’m gonna beg you? Dream on, Alpha.”That flicker of defiance lit something in his eyes. He gripped her hips, dragging her flush against him, his hardness grinding against the ache between her thighs. She gasped, head tipping back, but she

Scarlett’s lungs burned, her breath tearing raggedly from her throat as she stumbled down the mansion steps. The night air was thick and damp, clinging to her sweat-drenched skin, the bruises on her ribs screaming with every movement. Her ankle throbbed, swollen and twisted from where her mother had kicked her earlier, but she forced it to move, to carry her away from the hell that house had always been."Run, Scarlett, run."The Omega’s words echoed in her skull. "The horse will be waiting on the other street. Don’t stop. Don’t look back. Don’t let them catch you."She limped across the gravel, every step like glass piercing her bones, but the thought of staying...of being shoved back into that room, of Liora’s smirk as she whispered poison into her ear...made the pain worth it.Her heartbeat pounded louder than her footsteps. The mansion behind her glowed like a prison lit up for the night, the masked guests laughing and drinking inside, oblivious to the broken girl fleeing into th

“In fact… where’s that whore of a bitch, Scarlet?” Liora thundered, her voice echoing through the marble corridor like a whip.Her mother, Helena, flinched at the venom, though she didn’t dare rebuke her. The anger suited Liora. It made her look fierce ... dangerous ... the kind of woman fit to stand beside a king.They hurried down the long hallway, heels clacking against the floor like impatient hearts. The air between them reeked of perfume, fear, and cruelty.“That girl would barely be alive by now,” Helena muttered, smirking. “Serves her right.”Liora chuckled faintly, the sound brittle, rehearsed. “Imagine being loved by Alpha King Ronan,” she mused aloud. “I’m blessed, aren’t I? Blessed that fate is finally correcting itself. Maybe it’s time to end her pity story once and for all.”Helena halted mid-step, her gown rustling. Her gaze sharpened. “Are you sure about this, Liora? You want to stand where Scarlet stood? With him?”Liora turned her head, her smile perfectly measured.

At the Blood Moon Pack, the ballroom was nothing but a wasteland of broken glass, spilled wine, and shattered laughter. The Omegas...thin, trembling girls with hollow eyes...moved like ghosts as they cleaned. The scent of blood and perfume still clung to the walls, a reminder of how cruel joy could smell when it belonged to the powerful.One of the younger Omegas glanced nervously at the door, her voice barely above a whisper. “Princess Scarlet isn’t back yet. I’m... I’m worried about her.”“Shhh!” hissed another, a bony girl with bruises shadowing her neck. “Don’t call her princess. You trying to get yourself killed? The last one who did lost her food share for a week. Scarlet’s not a princess here...she’s a slave. You better remember that.”The younger Omega’s lips trembled. “But she’s the Alpha’s daughter…”“Adopted daughter,” the other snapped bitterly. “And that’s exactly the problem.”They all went quiet after that, except for one Omega who kept her head down, scrubbing at a wi