All Chapters of His Three Alphas: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

CHAPTER 61ROWAN The drive back to the palace felt longer than it should have because the kings refused to let me sit alone for even a second and they kept checking on me every few minutes like I was made of glass that might shatter if they looked away for too long. Dante sat on one side of me in the back seat of the armored car with his arm draped carefully across the back of the seat behind my shoulders while he asked me every few minutes if the temperature was okay or if I needed water or if the drive was making me feel sick again. Lucien sat on my other side with his hand resting lightly on my knee in a way that felt protective rather than possessive for once and he kept talking softly about silly things he had seen in the capital to keep my mind off whatever had happened to me earlier. Kade sat across from us in the facing seat his dark eyes never leaving my face as he watched me with that quiet intensity he always had but he spoke more than usual today asking in his low steady

CHAPTER 63DANTE I sat alone in my study long after midnight with only the low lamp on the desk casting shadows across the maps and reports that had piled up during the day. The palace had grown quiet hours ago yet I could not bring myself to leave the room because the failed trap still burned in my mind like a wound that refused to close. I had secretly stationed trusted guards around the grounds and inside the corridors the moment we announced our departure from the palace. They were to remain hidden report any unusual movement and apprehend anyone who tried to enter my private chambers while we were supposedly touring the capital. The plan had been simple and sound: let Seraph believe the throne room and my quarters were undefended tempt him to make his move and catch him in the act with irrefutable proof that even his family’s influence could not dismiss.The guards had reported back within hours of our supposed departure. Nothing. No one had entered my chambers. No one had appro

CHAPTER 65ROWANVarynia had been weirdly careful with me ever since we got back to the palace. She didn’t crowd me or bombard me with a million questions like she usually did. She just… gave me space. She would show up at my door every day with snacks or coffee or some dumb meme on her phone she thought would make me laugh, but she never pushed. Never asked why the kings suddenly started treating me like I was made of glass the whole ride back from the capital tour.And yeah, it was obvious something went down. Dante carried me to the car like I couldn’t walk. Lucien kept hovering, checking my temperature every five minutes like I was gonna spontaneously combust. Kade—quiet Kade—actually spoke more than three words in a row, asking if I was cold, if I needed the window cracked, if the seat was uncomfortable. They were coddling me so hard it was almost embarrassing. Varynia noticed. Of course she did. She’s not blind. But she didn’t poke. She just watched with those sharp eyes of hers

LUCIEN I left Nyra standing there with her perfect little scowl still frozen on her face and kept walking because I was not in the mood to waste any more time on her bullshit tonight. I branched off toward Dante’s office instead of heading straight to Rowan’s room because I wanted to check in first. The door was cracked open and I pushed it wide stepping inside without knocking. Dante was behind his desk buried in stacks of records and reports his pen moving fast across paper while Kade stood at the side table flipping through another folder with that quiet focus he always had when he was working. They both looked up when I walked in. "I am going to see Rowan. I wanted to check if y'all want to see him too.” Kade stood up immediately without a word. Dante looked at the stacks of records on his desk then back at us his jaw tightening slightly. “I will join you later,” he said his voice flat but there was a flicker of something in his eyes that told me he wanted to come now too.

CHAPTER 69ROWANI never talk about where I came from. Not to anyone. Not even to myself most days. But sometimes when the palace gets too quiet and the kings are busy with their meetings and their wars and their secrets, the memories crawl back up like they never really left. They sit on my chest until I cannot breathe and I have to remind myself that I am here now. That I survived. That I am Rowan Hale, registered Beta, student at Varyn Academy, and not the boy they used to call Isho.The village I grew up in was far from the capital. So far that technology was almost a myth and the only law was whatever the strongest Alphas decided it was. Omegas were not people there. We were things. Commodities. Something to be used, sold, passed around. Alphas and Betas treated us like we existed only for their pleasure and their profit. From the time I was old enough to walk I learned that my body was not mine. It belonged to whoever had the money or the power to take it.I was sold when I was