บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha General's Substitute Bride: บทที่ 121 - บทที่ 130

ARCHERLike her words were a damn prophecy, my useless legs almost gave out again, but I wasn’t going to hit the floor this time.Sweating and shaking, I forced myself to stay upright.“You can’t go back to Nivar. Not you, and definitely not your daughter,” he added, his tone dripping pure contempt.His eyes went back to Tempest’s stomach, and something dark flickered through his gaze.“I don’t plan on going back to a place I don’t even know. I don’t even know who the hell I am...”“You’re the descendant of a traitor. Your mother tore open a rift to escape her punishment and run to this realm. Her actions left a portal behind, and the barrier of the veil started infecting this continent.”“The Dark... Forest...” I whispered, and he nodded at my words.So all this disaster started because of my dead mother-in-law?He rummaged inside his tunic.A small dark vial appeared in his hand, and he tossed it at me.“The antidote.”I barely had time to catch it midair and brought it to my nose t

NARRATOROn the hill, the last light of day shone over the huge mausoleum, built in white stone with gentle carvings of marble pups at play.Tempest’s eyes were red as she stepped forward to lay inside the tiny box she’d had remade in gold.She set it in the center beneath a glass urn. Her King had ordered all of this built in record time.Even so, every detail was carefully done, with all the love Tempest knew Archer felt for her.Her Alpha’s larger hand slid over hers where it rested on the urn."You’ll never be alone again, pup. Your parents will always come see you, and your little sister too."The knot in Tempest’s throat was almost impossible to swallow.Tears streamed down her cheeks without stopping. It was so sad, and at the same time it brought a relief that went beyond words."Thank you," she whispered, feeling warmth close to her back. That huge presence that always protected her."Thank you for accepting him as yours and giving him such a beautiful place to rest," her wor

TEMPEST The excitement feels almost solid in the air. I can’t wait for Mrs. Magda to show her to me. I see her turn around and I lose sight of the baby. “Where are you taking her?” I ask, my whole body tensing as I try to push myself out of Archer’s arms even though I feel weak and dizzy. “Easy, Tempest, they’re probably just cleaning her,” Archer tries to hold me. “You need to feed on my blood, you’re pale.” “No, I need to see her… don’t take her out of the room…” My voice comes out shaky. I know I’m being paranoid, but the memories keep tearing at my mind. My Nath was ripped out of me brutally. Almost fainting, I lifted my arms for the woman to hand him to me, but I only got a brief glimpse of him. I heard his cry, but she walked away toward the door where the Alpha was waiting. Knox barely looked at him, not even interested in his future heir when every Alpha would die for a successor. I begged them to give him to me and that was the only way I got to feed him for the f

NARRATOR"Zafira"’s heart was pounding out of control, and not because she was nervous about falling from several meters up.She’d dreamed of this moment so many times since she learned the truth.Her mate didn’t want her. He didn’t even know her.And no matter how much her parents tried to protect her, or how gently they broke the news when she came of age, she was going to hear it from King Venefrix himself.Her father hadn’t agreed with this madness at first, but her mother Tempest had finally talked him into it.Amaya dropped into the empty air, feeling the heat of the magic fire making her sweat-slick skin glow.Her black hair floated around her along with the feathers on her costume.A half smile curved her lips. It didn’t matter how many eyes were on her, she could feel his gaze just fine.Uncle Marco, the one who had taught her mother and her how to control their powers, was now giving her the last bit of help she needed to pull off this whole lie.If she went straight to Cass

NARRATORZafira seemed to hate him. She was just a little mage, scared he’d reject her. That was all.Cassian frowned.The same man who made such a big deal out of social class was now staring down one of the biggest contradictions of his life.“It’s just a passing obsession,” he grunted, frustrated, still unsatisfied despite the amazing jerk-off he’d just had.“One night in my bed and the novelty will wear off,” he concluded, standing up completely naked and wiping the last traces of cum from his half-hard cock.Ever since he’d met her, his damn dick refused to go fully soft.With a decisive motion, he grabbed a towel, wrapped it around his hips, and took another to rub over his blond hair, the damp strands falling in messy locks over his broad shoulders.He stepped back into his bedroom to find his steward already waiting with the clothes for tonight’s Elder Council meeting.“Edgar, I’m expecting an urgent message. Put someone at the outer gates to watch for it.”“Yes, Your Majesty.