All Chapters of His Three Alphas: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

CHAPTER 21ROWANI stumbled out of the restroom with my heart pounding so wildly in my chest that I could barely hear anything over the rush of blood in my ears, my gala suit completely soaked through with warm, sticky crimson that dripped down my arms and splattered onto the polished marble floors as I hurried through the quieter corridors away from the ballroom. I kept my head down low to avoid any guards or lingering guests who might spot me and raise an alarm. My hands shook uncontrollably as I clutched at my sides, trying to hide the worst of the stains, but deep down a dark, twisted part of me thrilled at what I had just done—the raw power of swinging that iron bat, the crack of bone giving way under my strength, the way I had fought back and won against someone who wanted me dead.Gods, I loved it. The rush. The survival high pumping through my veins like fire. I took a life to save mine, and it felt primal, intoxicating, like I had finally claimed some control in this fucked-

CHAPTER 23LUCIENThe words had barely left my mouth when the air in the ballroom shifted, turning thick and electric with tension that I could practically taste on my tongue like the sweetest kind of poison. Dante stood frozen in front of me, his grey eyes narrowing into slits of pure ice as he processed what I had just said about our little pet killing a man, and I couldn't help the slow, wicked grin that spread across my face because gods, the memory of it all was still burning fresh and hot in my veins, making my cock throb painfully against the confines of my trousers.I had seen Rowan slip out of the ballroom earlier, his slim figure weaving through the crowd with that feisty determination he always carried like a shield, and something possessive and hungry had stirred inside me immediately, urging me to follow him quietly through the shadows of the corridors because I wanted to know what our pretty boy was up to when he thought no one was watching. I had kept my distance at fir

CHAPTER 25KADEI knew exactly what Lucien had been doing under the table the entire time we sat there pretending to eat breakfast like a normal family, his hand sliding shamelessly up Rowan's thigh and higher until the boy choked on his juice and bolted from the room with his face flushed bright red and his body tense in a way that made my own blood heat instantly. Watching it happen had been torture of the best kind, seeing Rowan's eyes widen and his lips part on that stifled gasp while Lucien’s fingers worked hidden magic, and fuck, it had been hot—watching our little pet squirm and try to hide how much he reacted, his slim body betraying him even as he fought for control. The way he had stood up abruptly and fled, panting like he was running from fire, only made the image burn brighter in my mind, and I couldn't sit there a second longer pretending indifference when every instinct screamed to follow, to claim, to touch.I stood up smoothly from my chair without a word to anyone, i

CHAPTER 27ROWAN“What are you doing here?” I asked sharply the moment Dante stepped fully into the room and closed the door behind him with a soft but deliberate click that echoed in the quiet space, my voice coming out higher than I intended because my heart had already started racing the second I recognized his tall frame and the faint scent of whisky clinging to him from whatever he had been drinking earlier that night.He didn’t answer right away, his grey eyes locking onto mine with that intense, unreadable stare that always made me feel like he could see straight through every defense I tried to build, and he walked toward me slowly with steps that were just a little unsteady from the alcohol but still carried that commanding presence he never seemed to lose. I backed up instinctively until my legs hit the edge of the bed, my hands gripping the sheets tight because part of me wanted to run while another part—traitorous and confusing—felt heat pooling low in my belly at how clos

CHAPTER 29ROWANThe door clicked shut behind Dante with a finality that left the room feeling suddenly too quiet and too empty, and I lay there on the bed for several long minutes just staring at the ceiling while my body burned with an arousal that refused to fade no matter how much I tried to ignore it or push it down. My skin felt overly sensitive everywhere he had touched me, my lips still swollen from his rough kisses and my neck tingling from the possessive way he had sucked marks into it, and the memory of his huge cock filling my mouth and then grinding against my ass played over and over in my mind until I was breathing harder than I wanted to admit. I shifted on the sheets, trying to find a comfortable position that didn't remind me of how he had carried me and stroked me until I came undone in his arms, but every movement only made the heat between my legs worse, my own cock still half-hard and aching for more attention even after everything that had happened.I sat up slo