All Chapters of His Three Alphas: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

CHAPTER 2 DANTE The first thing I registered was the cold shock of water soaking through the pristine white of my shirt, bleeding slowly into the gold embroidery that marked my rank, and for a moment I simply stared down at it, watching the droplets spread like an infection. Irritation rose immediately, sharp and instinctive, because I despised mess, I despised disorder, and I especially despised anything touching me without permission. The fabric clung unpleasantly to my skin, and the room seemed to fall into a full, choking silence as students backed away in terror. Then I looked down. The boy was kneeling at my feet, shoulders shaking, chest heaving, clearly in pain, yet somehow still managing to glare up at me as though I had done something wrong. His eyes were a storm—furious and defiant and far too alive for someone of his station. And that defiance, that insolent challenge in his gaze, irked something deep and ancient inside me, something sharp-edged and instinctively t

CHAPTER 4 ROWAN I​‍​‌‍​‍‌ woke up water choking, gasping, and spluttering. It was a situation so cold and so loud that my body was jerking like I've been electrocuted. I wanted to get away but my arms were so weak and the ground was so slippery that I couldn't get away and the water was still coming down and it was icy cold and it made my skin hurt. "Wake up," a voice commanded impatient and without any trace of humor, from somewhere quite near my face. "Please, stop," I was interrupted again by my coughing and I tried to hide my face with my shaking hands.The water only stopped after a while. I managed to look around after a wheezing breath. It was a gigantic underground chamber or room with only the lamps fixed to metal chains giving a very dull and faint light. The floor looked like wet cement. The walls were draped in shadows. People tortured in the place, were at every spot of this huge room. I turned my head to the other side of the room very slowly and with very little

CHAPTER 6 DANTE The moment the three of them were transported out—Rowan, the little girl, and the Omega—the signal was given. A single, sharp whistle. The chamber behind us exploded into fire. It spread instantly, devouring curtains, igniting tables, swallowing the velvet-draped stage where the auctioneer had stood. Screams erupted before the smoke had time to rise. The guards we had planted along the walls threw off their disguises and moved with lethal precision, steel flashing as they cut down the masked handlers one by one. Lucien’s laugh echoed somewhere to my left, sharp and delighted, the sound of a predator in his element. I stepped forward through the smoke, my hands in my pockets, expression cool and unchanging as men burned around me. “Kill everyone involved,” I said calmly. “No survivors.” A dozen voices answered in unison, “Yes, Your Majesty.” Gunfire. Steel. Bodies hitting the floor. It was efficient. Clean. Controlled chaos designed by me. Kade appeared at m