All Chapters of His Three Alphas: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

CHAPTER 161NARRATOR Varynia’s possession had grown steadily worse with every hour. She had not been in the right frame of mind since the first whispers began, her eyes often distant and her movements strange. She had been kept in a secure room with soft restraints to keep her from harming herself or others, and Alastair stayed close, whispering words of love and hope even when she did not seem to hear him.That evening, Varynia lay quietly in the bed, muttering softly to herself in a voice that was not entirely hers. Her body twitched occasionally, and her eyes flickered with shadow. Alastair leaned closer, stroking her hair gently. “I am here, my love. I will not leave you. We will fight this together. You are stronger than this darkness. Come back to me when you can. I love you. I love you so much.”Suddenly Varynia gasped loudly, her body jerking upright in the bed. Her eyes turned completely black, filled with pure shadow. With a feral, inhuman snarl she broke the soft restrain

CHAPTER 163LUCIENThe moment the last cultist dropped, the air changed.One second Seraph’s minions were everywhere, screaming, clawing, black veins splitting their skin. The next they were gone. Just… gone. Like someone had snuffed out a candle. The ones still breathing collapsed where they stood. The thralls we had already cut down stayed down. No more rising. No more shadows twisting.I stood in the middle of the outer courtyard, chest heaving, both blades dripping. My arms burned. My side was on fire where some bastard had gotten a lucky slash through my armor. Blood mine and theirs ran in hot rivulets down my face and neck.“Where the fuck did he go?” I snarled at the nearest soldier. “Where did that coward disappear to?”The man shook his head, eyes wide with shock. “I—I don’t know, Your Highness. One moment he was laughing through those puppets and the next… nothing. The cultists just dropped.”I kicked a corpse over. Black veins still crawled under the skin, but the magic was

CHAPTER 165NARRATOR Meanwhile, the guard on duty outside Varynia’s holding room had been told to check on her every hour. When he arrived with a tray of food, he found the heavy iron door slightly ajar. That alone made his stomach drop. He pushed it open slowly and froze.The room was empty.The thick leather restraints that had been buckled around Varynia’s wrists, ankles, and waist were torn apart and lying on the floor like broken snakes. Deep claw marks covered the stone walls where she had scratched at herself for days. The floor was stained with her own blood from where she had clawed at her face and legs until the skin split. She had been mad then, completely lost to the shadow that Seraph had planted inside her. She had not been herself for a long time.Now she was gone.The guard dropped the tray. The metal clattered loudly against the stone.“No, no, no…” he whispered. He turned and ran as fast as his legs could carry him.Alastair was outside in the training yard, after g

CHAPTER 167ROWANThe room was locked from the outside. Three days. That was what I had told Elara. No one was coming in. No one was coming out.My body felt like it was on fire. The heat was everywhere, under my skin, in my blood, between my legs. It was not sickness anymore. It was need. Raw, heavy need that made my cock hard and my hole slick without me even touching myself. Dante was already sitting up on the edge of the bed when I moved toward him. His eyes were dark, his breathing rough. The same heat that was burning through me was burning through him too. Lucien and Kade were watching. Their cocks were already out, hard in their hands. They did not speak. They just stroked themselves slowly, waiting.I walked straight to Dante and climbed into his lap without asking. My knees sank into the mattress on either side of his thighs. He grabbed my waist with both hands, fingers digging in hard.“Rowan,” he said, voice low and rough. “You sure about this?”I did not answer with word

CHAPTER 169NARRATOR For three days, the door stayed locked from the outside.Inside the royal chamber, the four of them did not rest. The God of Dominion power that lived inside Rowan drove them without mercy. It burned in their blood like a fever that only touch could cool, and even then, only for a short while. The moment one round ended, another began.Rowan was on his back with Dante between his legs when he gasped out, “Again. Please. I still feel it.”Dante did not answer with words. He simply pushed back inside him and started moving. Rowan’s moans filled the room.Later that same night, Lucien had Rowan on his hands and knees. He gripped Rowan’s hips hard enough to leave marks and fucked him with sharp, deep thrusts.“You can take more,” Lucien growled. “Say it.”“I can take more,” Rowan panted. “I can take all of you.”Kade sat against the headboard, watching. His voice was quieter but no less commanding.“Look at me while he fucks you,” Kade said. “Do not look away.”Rowan