All Chapters of Deranged Alpha and His Chosen Mate: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

37 Chapters

Shards of the Past

DAMIANHuffing, I slam the door in my wake. And for a brief moment, the door rattles on, the walls creaking under the impact of my arm. A momentary lapse of wariness washes over me–I could bring the castle down on everyone. Calm down, Damian. But this is hard–I sigh, forcing my limbs to move after the temporary stalling. My chest heaves with effort, my mind spinning in a mix of various emotions at her audacity. Have I been too soft on her? What did give her the impression that she could talk to me like that?With every passing second, my head feels heavy. The world tilts slightly. The lights seem a little too bright. And I can still see the look on her face as she said those words–with every bit of judgement.I seek an avenue to release my rage–a roar, a fist into the wall. But just then some maids walk past, hurrying quickly with bowed heads. Not daring to look me in the eyes. How does she know? The question haunts me as I grab my head with both hands. My fingers run through m

Last Updated : 2025-11-21

The Sleeping Alpha

DAMIAN“You should go see him.” Reagan adds quietly. I don't remember descending the stairs, when I summoned courage eventually. Or rushing past the palace staff in a bid to get to the Alpha’s wing–where my father lay. As soon as I push open the doors to his medical chambers, the all too familiar scent of antiseptic, boiling herbs, warm air and the familiar scent of the man who sired me–on the bed.He lays, his breathing slow and labored. Tubes and medical devices line up the sides, all of which work round the clock to keep him alive–breathing. He is middle aged but the coma has done years on him. Even so, he still looks kingly– as the Alpha he is. Not like me, a regent. His square shoulders take up a sizable portion of the upper part of the bed. His muscles, although dormant, shimmer with untold energy. It is almost counterintuitive how someone with his power would succumb to this.But I know this is beyond him. I remember how it happened–the attack at the edge of the territory.

Last Updated : 2025-11-22

Wraiths of Jugement

DAMIANThe woods are quieter today–but tense. The chaos caused by the feral, maniac wolves is gone. And in place are guards strutting about the castle grounds. A necessary precaution to the attack of last night. One which Ophelia had foolishly gotten involved with. “That damn girl.” I curse out under my breath. Reagan lets me lead, following with a few steps behind. As we walk into the welcoming but eerie canopy of trees, where the sunlight is swallowed, three guards abandon their posts. They close in, nodding in greeting to me when my eyes meet each one of them. And then following in tow. “Whats going on?” I ask. I know what they are here for. But it is hardly necessary that I need an escort, considering my position and my bloodline. “They are here to ward off attacks from the maniacs and to ensure you don't get any unwelcome nuisance during the search, Alpha Damian.” Reagan puts in. “I am aware but I do not need to be followed.” I say, stopping. “Back to your posts!” ‘Yes,

Last Updated : 2025-11-23

A Decoration, Not A Wife

OPHELIAI skip down the forest as I clutch the lunch pack Katrina prepared in my hands. The sweet scent of the delicious-looking pastries fill my nose and I resist the urge to taste from it. Cinnamon Wolfbread Rolls.When I pleaded with Katrina to help me find a way to apologize to Damian. She told me one thing. The way to a man’s heart is his stomach.I was cautious enough to not tell that I had no intention in penetrating Damian’s heart but that I simply wanted to apologize.My handmaid informed me that the Cinnamon rolls are Damian’s favourite snack and taking this with me will increase the chances of my apology being accepted.The maid helped me change into another outfit–a light blue jumpsuit with the comfortable fabric flowing down my legs. To head into the forest, I had changed my heels into flat sandals and placed my hair into a high ponytail.The guards stationed outside the Castle passed the message that Damian was in the woods training. I had no idea what training they mean

Last Updated : 2025-11-24

Regent Alpha's Pride

DAMIANThe moment she turns away, my heart skips a beat. I do not know how to place it but the guilt that wells up inside me is insatiable. My chest tightens, and I swallow, grounding my teeth. While still trying to suppress the growing urge to call her back. Damn it, Damian.But I resist, sinking in an internal sea of confusion. Whether to call her back and hear her out or carry on with my harshness. After all, she caused this–didn't she? My lip twitches, and against my better judgement, I find myself unable to hold back. “Ophelia… come back.” I say with a croak, in a voice that I barely recognize. But she does not stop. As if motivated by my words, her shoulders tenses, and her steps become faster. Almost as if she is gearing into a full blown run. I sigh in exasperation, running a hand through my hair. Reagan meets my eyes now, and passes unspoken words–words which do push me to move. And this time, I can barely hold onto my defiance. “Ophelia.” I call again, my voice shar

Last Updated : 2025-11-25

A Beautiful Hill

DAMIANThe excitement is fleeting. Not in the way a child disposes a toy once bored. But in the sense that I wonder–question even–in my ability to carry on the moment with her. My heart races within my chest with nervousness. Uncertainty in the next moments which unfold before us rapidly. I steal a look,and watch as her gaze is captivated by the sights of the forestry. There is a silent adoration in her eyes, like she savors the moment even in her silence. Her eyes soak in the sights and witnessing them lessen the budding pressure in my chest. After all, it is almost like she is in her element here. It is a fresh take on her person. Knowing Ophelia, her harpwitted tongue, her sassy replies–this new version of her seems different. And yet perfect. Charming. As we walk through the depths of the surrounding woods, Ophelia’s hand tightens between my elbow curve. It rouses something in me–a primal instinct with every nerve of me screaming to protect her with all of me. It is aroun

Last Updated : 2025-12-01

A Shift In The Relationship

OPHELIAThe walk back to the Palace is silent.But the silence is not the usual tense and thick quietness I’m used to. It’s different–calm, light and gentle.When Damian proposed taking me somewhere, I would have never guessed it would be a place as intimate as the hill he shared with his beloved mother.The look on his face when he spoke about her only corroborated what Katrina told me. Damian loved his mother to bits. And painfully so.He tried his best to hide it but I could see the tears in his eyes when he reminisced the memories he had with her. I can't even begin to imagine the trauma he must have faced when he came to his senses and realised he killed her. And I’m ashamed that I brought it up without knowing anything about his history.With the birds chirping away, I playfully skip down the path and Damian shakes his head at me. I laugh, feeling happy after the sour morning we had at breakfast.Damian showed me a different side of him today. A more vulnerable, kind, and carin

Last Updated : 2025-12-02

Her Cold Words

OPHELIAKatrina stares at me with hesitation etched on her features. “You don’t have a phone, Your Majesty?”I should have braced myself for the question but I falter, not knowing what to say. When I left Midnight Hunters, I left behind everything that could incriminate me, including my phone.“No. I lost it yesterday and I quickly need to make a call home.” Trying my best to keep my voice steady, I say casually.“Alright, Your Majesty.” Katrina agrees and brings out an old cellphone from her pocket.“C-Can I have some privacy?” Katrina nods her head. “Sure, follow me.” She takes a right turn in the hallway which is much quieter than the main corridor. Stopping by a door, she leads into a small sitting room which feels like a quiet pocket of comfort.The walls are painted with a dull sage green, and the soft sunlight filters through the window, giving a calm and soothing ambience.The low circular table at the center is carved from dark wood and polished with a gentle shine. Two cus

Last Updated : 2025-12-03

Alleged Alpha of Maniacs

DAMIANThe council chamber has the fragrance of calming scents and incense. It is an olfactory helpful air that is supposed to calm the rising tempers. As it is the norm for those of us in the Council Chambers. And this time will be no different–I am sure. Right now, it does nothing of calming nature other than irritate me as I sit at the head of the table, under the judgemental gazes of the ancient elders. With hands clasped before me, I stare each one hard and briefly, usually communicating that I would take no nonsense today. No politicking–if it did not make sense within the first bits, then I am out. Or so I think, until Sir Belros strikes his staff against the polished ground, the metallic clang reverberating through the chambers. Immediately stealing everyone's attention, the bearded, blue eyed elder clears his throat. “Two days ago, a series of unprecedented events began, starring you the Regent Alpha at the start of it.” Sir Belros says, his eyes locked in uncomfortably

Last Updated : 2025-12-04

A Pawn in His Game

OPEHLIASabrina’s glare spits fire at me and her demand for me to answer her sends my heart flying. I can’t tell anyone about Mother when I’m not even sure of her safety. Moreso, I owe Sabrina nothing. And she has no right to question me like this.I remain seated in my position, my fingers entwined as I debate on how to tackle this issue. I can’t let Sabrina be suspicious of me but I wasn’t going to beg her to let this slide.“It seems you are hiding something.” Sabrina smirks. “I will have to report this to Damian as his Royal Aid. You are not to be trusted.”Sabrina spins, about to leave the room but ny next words pulls her to a stop.“You have some nerve, girl.” She whirls so fast that I’m sure her neck snapped with the action. A dumbfounded look spreads over her face as I rise to my feet and move closer to her.“W-What did you just call me?” Her eyes twitch and I can sense the boiling rage emitting from her.Crossing my arms over my torso, I stare at her without a single trace

Last Updated : 2025-12-04

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