All Chapters of His Three Alphas: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

CHAPTER 31DANTE We drove hard through the night. The guards followed in tight formation behind, their armor clinking softly with every stride, but none of us spoke much because words felt unnecessary when the air itself carried the promise of violence waiting just beyond the next ridge.The smell hit us first—thick, acrid smoke rising black against the moonlit sky long before we could see the outpost itself, and when we crested the final hill the full scene unfolded below us in horrifying clarity. The entire eastern garrison lay in ruins, buildings reduced to smoldering skeletons with flames still licking at broken timbers and walls, bodies scattered across the ground in twisted positions that spoke of sudden, brutal deaths. Heads had been severed from torsos and rolled carelessly into piles near the main gate like grotesque trophies, blood soaking the earth dark and sticky underfoot, and the silence that followed the crackle of dying fires felt heavier than any scream could have be

CHAPTER 33LUCIENI hadn’t moved from Kade’s bedside since they wheeled him out of surgery, my chair pulled so close to the railing that my knees pressed against the cold metal frame while I watched every shallow rise and fall of his chest like my own life depended on it. The private medical suite was quiet except for the steady beep of monitors and the soft hiss of oxygen, and the smell of antiseptic mixed with the faint copper tang of blood that still clung to my clothes from the border. Kade looked too still, too pale under the harsh overhead lights, the tube in his throat and the bandages across his chest making him appear smaller than he had ever seemed in my memory. I kept one hand resting lightly on his forearm, thumb brushing slow circles over the skin that wasn’t covered in gauze, because touching him grounded me when everything else felt like it was slipping sideways.The door burst open so hard it banged against the wall, and Varynia flew into the room with tears already s

CHAPTER 35DANTEAlastair’s call came through just as I finished reviewing the latest security logs in the command room, the comm device vibrating sharply against the desk before his voice cut through the quiet with controlled urgency that immediately pulled my full attention. “We found survivors at the outpost,” he reported without preamble, tone steady but carrying the weight of what he had seen. “Ten children. Ages five to fifteen. They were hidden in a collapsed storage bunker beneath the main barracks—barely breathing when we pulled them out.”I leaned back in the chair slowly, processing the information while keeping my expression completely neutral because any visible reaction would be noted by the guards and analysts in the room with me. “Condition?” I asked evenly, already mentally shifting priorities.“Bad,” he answered without hesitation. “Tattered clothes, malnourished, hypothermic. They’ve clearly been through hell—eyes are glassy, responses delayed. No visible injuries b

CHAPTER 37DANTEI stood on the palace courtyard at first light, watching the army assemble with the kind of precision that came from years of drilling and the knowledge that hesitation meant death. Two hundred soldiers stood ready in full armor—black-plated steel etched with the Varyn crest, swords sharpened to razor edges, shields bearing the royal colors of silver and midnight blue. Two witches flanked the formation, their silver robes catching the pale dawn light while their hands already glowed with faint protective runes that shimmered in the air around them. No cars this time. We would ride on horseback because the terrain near Blackthorn Ridge was too uneven for vehicles, and I wanted the men to feel the ground beneath them, to remember what they were fighting for.Lucien mounted his black stallion beside me, already grinning like the battle ahead was a game he couldn’t wait to play. “Two hundred against fifty or more,” he said cheerfully, checking the straps on his sword belt

CHAPTER 39 DANTE My eyes dropped over him the second I stepped fully inside and shut the door behind me with a soft but final click. Rowan stood there completely naked, skin still glistening from the shower, droplets trailing slow down his lean chest and stomach before disappearing into the dark patch of hair between his legs. His cock hung half-hard already, flushed pink and thickening visibly under my stare, and when he realized I was looking he scrambled to cover himself with both hands, arms crossing awkwardly over his groin while his face turned bright red and his eyes widened in pure panic. The sight of him like that—vulnerable, exposed, trying to hide what was already mine—sent a rush of heat straight to my groin. My cock hardened instantly, thick and heavy against the front of my trousers, straining so hard it hurt. I crossed the room in three long strides, hands reaching for him before I could think better of it, and I grabbed his hips hard enough to bruise as I slammed