All Chapters of The Alpha's Chosen: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

CASSIUS POVI couldn’t stay still. The house felt like a cage, the walls closing in with every breath I took. April’s words had lingered in my mind, gnawing at me like a hunger I couldn’t satisfy. You left me.I should’ve seen it coming. I should’ve known that she would pull away. I had been so damn sure of myself, so damn certain that I could keep her at arm’s length, that I could push her to the back of my mind, control everything—everything—except my damn emotions.I shoved the door to the training hall open, the smell of sweat and sharpened metal filling my nose. The sound of steel on steel, the harsh grunts of my warriors as they sparred—it was the only thing that made me feel grounded. I stripped off my jacket, tossing it to the side, my muscles already tensing with the need to move, to fight, to punish myself.“Cassius,” Gabriel’s voice came from the far corner of the hall. He looked up from his position, wiping sweat from his brow. “Everything alright?”I didn’t respond immedi

April's POVThe days had blurred together since Cassius last walked into the bar. It was quiet, just the soft clinking of glasses, the low hum of a jukebox in the corner, and the occasional murmur of a conversation. I'd been trying to keep myself busy, focusing on the job, avoiding distractions. But no matter what I did, I couldn't escape the image of him standing there, looking at me with such vulnerability.And I hated it.Every time I thought I'd gotten over it, every time I told myself that I could handle this on my own, there he was again—his face, his voice, his stupid apology.And yet, there I was, wiping down the counter, waiting. Waiting for him to show up again.I heard the door swing open. It wasn't hard to tell who it was—no one moved like that. Cassius.I didn't look up, but my body recognized his presence before my mind did. The air shifted heavier, and I gritted my teeth. I couldn't do this again. I couldn't hear him repeat his apology or tell me how much he cared, how

Aprils POVThe early evening light filtered through the blinds, painting golden stripes across the floor. I stared at the narrow beams as though they might offer some answer to the turmoil swirling inside me. My hands rested on the counter, fingers idly tracing the wood grain, but my mind was a thousand miles away. Or maybe it was just two steps behind, trying to catch up with everything Cassius had done—and everything I’d felt because of it.“He’s trying, April,” Snow’s voice rippled through me, soft yet firm. It was the same tone she used when I refused to acknowledge something obvious. “More than anyone ever has.”“I know,” I muttered under my breath, the words barely audible even to myself.“Do you? Or are you too scared to admit it?”Snow’s presence felt like a soft breeze against my consciousness, a constant reminder that I could never truly hide from myself. She saw it all—my thoughts, my feelings, even the things I tried to bury.I leaned back against the counter, arms crossin

April's POVThe night felt heavier than usual, the kind of weight that pressed down on your chest and made you second-guess every decision you'd ever made. I leaned against the bar counter, the polished wood smooth under my fingertips. The crowd had thinned out, leaving only the regulars murmuring in hushed tones at the far end of the room.Cassius was gone.The moment he told me he had to leave, I felt that familiar pang of uncertainty. But for the first time in months, I didn't feel abandoned. He'd looked me in the eyes, his voice steady, and told me he'd come back. And I believed him.That scared me more than I cared to admit.I wasn't used to this—to someone showing up and staying, to someone wanting me for more than fleeting moments. He'd brought me flowers and even even coaxed a few real laughs out of me before he left. It was... nice. Too nice. And yet, as much as I hated to admit it, I missed him already.But tonight wasn't about Cassius.The rogues were back.They moved like

UNKNOWNS POVAfter a couple of days of stalking the bar and the bartender.We decided to move after the bar had emptied out one night. The girl had left, and the Alpha had not returned, but something was still lingering in the air—a sense of impending danger.The streets were eerily quiet as we followed her trail. She had gone down one of the side alleys, and we were determined not to lose her this time.I wasn't sure what it was about her. She was human, at least that's what it seemed. But the way she had interacted with the Alpha… it didn't add up.We were walking into something much bigger than we realized.Suddenly, we heard the unmistakable sound of footsteps behind us. A faint rustling, just out of sight."Keep your eyes open," I muttered. We weren't alone. And I had a feeling we were about to find out exactly why this town felt so strange.The night air had turned colder, an unnatural chill creeping through the alleyways, sending a shiver down my spine. I felt it then—an unsett