All Chapters of The Female Alpha And Her God Of War: Chapter 61 - Chapter 68

EMBER~As I continued to eat, cutting small, careful pieces of food and savoring each bite, I realized, almost absently how warm and relaxing this dinner feels. I had stopped thinking about how I ended up here in the first place because everything seems to have been pushed to the back of my mind by something far gentler. The garden glowed softly under the lightening, the light dancing over the table and catching in Keres’s hair whenever he moved. The air was cool, scented faintly with the scent of flowers and earth. Every time the breeze stirred, it carried the warmth of the food and the faint spice of the wine. It wrapped around us, surrounding the table in a private little world that felt separate from the rest of the pack.I took another bite and looked at Keres, wondering if it was the beautiful setup or how good the food tasted that made him speak kind words and engage me in conversations that weren't threatening tonight. He spoke to me as if we were… normal, even smiling… actua

KERES’s POV~I woke up slowly to a cool morning, my eyes carefully adjusting to the awareness of my surroundings. The first thing I registered was warmth, and unmistakably not mine alone. The second was the soft, even rhythm of breathing against my chest and the feel of soft strands on my bicep.Oh right! Ember…For a long moment, I didn’t move. I barely breathed as I simply lay there, staring down at the woman asleep in my arms as though she might vanish if I blinked too hard. Pale morning light slipped through the curtains in thin, silvery lines, tracing the gentle slope of her cheek, the soft fall of her lashes, and the faint crease between her brows that lingered even in her sleep. She looked peaceful in a way that felt almost unreal.I let out a quiet breath, something between a laugh and a sigh. So this is how it happened… A feeling of disbelief came next, it’s heavy, and startling. It’s not because I didn’t remember the night before, but because I remembered it too well. Every

EMBER~By the time I returned to my quarters, the morning light had already begun to spill gently through the tall windows, bright and scorching, as though the night had never happened. I walked freely up the porch as if I hadn’t crossed a line I never imagined myself standing so close to.I closed the door quietly behind me and leaned my forehead against the cool wood for a brief moment, breathing in, breathing out, grounding myself. My body still remembered him…his warmth, the weight of his presence, and the way his arms had felt like a shelter. Yet there was no ache of regret in my chest, only a strange, tender fear, the kind that comes when something precious begins to form and you don’t know whether your hands are steady enough to hold it.I walked deeper into the room, letting my fingers trail along the familiar furniture. This place had become my refuge since arriving at this pack. It’s neutral, quiet, and safe. I scanned the room carefully…after last night, it now feels somew

KERES~The market was already bubbling when we walked into it, the narrow paths buzzing with voices, laughter, the clang of metal, and the warm scent of spices and fresh bread. When I heard the wolf traders calling out prices and saw the young pups darting between stalls in loud chatter, I was filled with a great feeling of contentment and joy. Normally, I barely noticed these things because, to me, the market had always been a place of trading supplies, negotiations, and inspections. But today, it felt different. Because it’s actually my first time browsing through for something, not because I was inspecting for duty's sake or walking through while they bowed in reverence for me…that way, I had not truly understood how it works.I slowed my steps unconsciously, my gaze drifting over polished trinkets, carved precious stones, silk scarves, and jewelry laid carefully on velvet cloths. Every stall I passed seemed to whisper the same question in my head.Would she like this?Dayatt walke