All Chapters of The Reluctant Alpha and His Sassy Queen: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

She shoved at Scarlet, shoved the bed, and they hurtled out of the ward...wheels screaming like banshees.The corridor blurred into a long, humming throat of antiseptic and alarms, and Mira pushed with everything she had, breath ragged beneath the lie of her male nurse uniform. Scarlet was a ragged, half-unconscious thing on the gurney, her hair matted, her lips stained with the tang of fear; the wolf inside her trembled and whined and wanted to tear everything down.Alpha Ronan’s mindlink cracked through the university like thunder. He snapped his guards into place, a cold, instantaneous network of iron wills and ready teeth..."block the exits, seal the gates, choke every avenue, and let no one breathe in or out of Blackwood that shouldn’t." He paced in the observation room like a contained storm, thinking of betrayal like a blade in his gut.“Scarlet’s so selfish,” he snarled to his wolf, fingers clenched until knuckles whitened. “She planned this with her stupid friends. She’s a

Grey didn’t even give Ronan another fucking look. The Lycan didn’t pause either.The two of them swung into their vehicles like cold fucking shadows, engines growling, tires screeching, disappearing into the dark parking lot like the devil had called them home.Alpha Ronan stood rooted to the spot like a statue made of pure disbelief.Grey always had that effect...he moved like he was the one who owned fate.Ronan blinked, breath ragged, pulse uneven. Alpha Ronan looked honestly, completely lost, "That bastard dared to declare war in my face." Beta Alaric stepped closer...quiet, calculating...but a different kind of bastard. “Alpha,” he whispered, voice low like a goddamn snake. “At least we’ve gotten what we wanted.”Ronan didn’t answer. He only clenched his jaw so tightly his teeth nearly fucking cracked.Then he turned and stormed off like his own skin was too tight.Inside the ward, Beta Alaric was efficient. He presented the box to the new doctor...like some black omen. “Do the

Liora swallowed hard. Her wolf snarled inside her like a thing awake and hungry. “Don’t tell me you’ll agree to fuck a mere Beta?!” she spat the thought aloud like a dare, venom coating every syllable.Alaric’s nostrils flared. His face reddened a little, offended and aroused in the same twitch. He’d thought he’d cornered her—hadn’t he? Liora saw him calculating. She saw the tiny, vulgar plan creep into his eyes. For a long breath she let him stand in his greed. “Erm… upfront?” she stuttered, slow and deliberate, for appearance. Alaric stepped forward like a man stepping into his own mirage. “Don’t try to lie to me about your innocence,” he said, teeth flashing. “You were intimate with my Alpha. I know. Don’t think I don’t know the secrets of the bed.”She tasted bile and laughed, a short, trying thing. He thought he’d caught her. He thought he’d made her cornered.“Oh?” Liora’s smile widened until it cut. “And what, you think that makes me smaller? You think you can measure me by

Grey finally arrived at his pack.His car stopped like a final punctuation mark slamming into a sentence that was already violent. His guards didn’t even wait for the tires to cool ... they yanked open the back doors and pulled Scarlet out, rolling the mobile bed like she was some fucking fallen goddess dragged out of a battlefield. Mira was taken to another building ... Grey barked orders that she gets priority treatment. Mira was bleeding inside, internally damaged, fragile. Scarlet was unconscious, yes, but the way she lay, it made something ugly twist in Grey’s throat.“Take care of them. Both of them,” Grey ordered. His voice was cold steel. His guards bowed ... instantly.He walked up the stairs of his mansion ... eyes sharp, jaw carved out of stone. His home was a damn palace, modern, cold, black marble floors, military quiet. His father built this pack like a machine ... Grey maintained it like a dictatorship.He reached his private wing.The moonhealers he hired stood guar

Grey’s laughter ripped through the cold, stone-walled chamber like a grenade.“Alpha?” he barked, voice jagged and sharp as shattered glass, his eyes flicking to Ronan like a predator circling a cornered prey. Every muscle in his body was coiled, his hands trembling with an excitement that tasted like blood and fire.Surrounding them, Grey’s guards flexed and tensed, the silver chains in their hands glinting under the dim, flickering lights. They weren’t there to negotiate...they were there to annihilate, and Grey knew it. He let his lips curl into a crooked, menacing grin. “Will you get the hell out of here while I’m asking you respectfully, or do you want me to teach you how a real pack’s heir handles intruders?” His words dripped venom and superiority, laced with a subtle dare.Ronan’s jaw tightened. The weight of the boundary he’d just crossed bore down on him like a damn boulder. One wrong move here, and it wouldn’t just be a fight...it would spark a full-scale pack war. His