All Chapters of Angelicca's Fate In The Hands Of a Ruthless Alpha: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

EPISODE 90ANGELICCA SEVERIAThe Alpha’s eyebrows shot up the moment he heard my statement. He stared at me from head to toe, his eyes narrowing into thin slits as if he were trying to figure out whether I had completely lost my mind.“I’m still sane enough to know not to do something like that!”His voice rose even louder, the force of his shout reverberating through the room and echoing beyond the walls. I could practically feel the anger radiating from him as he glared at me.“Unless there’s an actual witness who can prove that I kissed you!” he continued furiously. “Then maybe I’ll believe it happened!”He shook his head vehemently, the mere thought of it was completely absurd.“Even if I wasn’t in my right mind, even if I were unconscious, or even if it happened in one of my dreams, I would never... ever... do something like that! And besides, aren’t you the one who’s incredibly mad at me?! You hate me, don’t you?! So why would I suddenly kiss you?!”He paused for only a moment be

EPISODE 92ALPHA ZARKUS MORGRAVE“Has the bruise healed completely?"That was the first thing I asked the healer as I glanced toward the left side of my bed. He stood there with a clipboard resting against one hand, a sheet of paper placed neatly on top of it. The scratching sound of his pen immediately stopped when he heard my question, and he lifted his head to look at me.“Yes, Alpha. The bruise has healed. There are no remaining marks.”I said nothing in response.“But if I may ask, Alpha…” The healer tilted his head slightly. “How did you get that bruise in the first place?”My jaw tightened.I continued staring ahead, deliberately avoiding his gaze. There was no way I was going to explain what had happened. Whatever had caused the bruise was something I preferred to keep to myself.“Anyway,” the healer continued after realizing I had no intention of answering. "I’m not seeing any symptoms of fever or even chills anymore.”He looked down at his notes and began writing again.“Tha

EPISODE 94Third-Person Point of ViewSeveral days had passed, and those who had been infected by the virus had finally made a complete recovery. Among them was Luna Ravina, who had also fully regained her health and strength.Now that she was no longer weakened by the illness, Luna once again had the freedom and time to do whatever she wished. She could return to the things she had been forced to put aside while she was sick. And, more than anything else, her attention once again turned toward the human warrior, Angelicca.After finishing her breakfast, Luna went outside with Fara and took a leisurely walk through the vast garden surrounding her mansion. The grounds were spacious and beautifully maintained, with wide stretches of green grass, flowering plants, and tall trees that provided shade along the winding paths.The morning atmosphere was peaceful, and a gentle breeze swept through the garden as the two women walked side by side. They talked as they made their way across the

EPISODE 96That was my final statement before I turned away and left where I had been standing, taking several steps toward the exit of the dining hall. Behind me, I could still hear Erico scolding the slave once again, his reprimanding voice echoing through the room.I didn’t bother looking back.But the moment I stepped out through the door, I abruptly stopped.My steps came to an immediate halt when I caught sight of something on the wall to my left.A large presence had been cast across the wall, its silhouette formed by the light pouring down from the chandelier. I looked toward the source.He pushed himself away from the wall where he had been leaning and slowly straightened to his full height. Then he turned and faced me directly.The Alpha.I met his gaze with a straight, unreadable expression. “I don’t know if what I’m thinking is right,” he began.As he spoke, he casually slipped his heavily veined hand into the pocket of his leather pants.Then he stepped forward.When he

EPISODE 98I immediately turned my head, thinking that perhaps the Luna had finally arrived.But instead of seeing her, I caught sight of several slaves in the distance, making their way through the garden toward the pavilion. They carried golden trays in their hands, each one carefully balanced as they walked. Some of them appeared to be carrying other items as well, though I could not make out exactly what they were from where I sat.I watched them for a brief moment before deliberately taking my attention away from them.I had no reason to concern myself with what they were doing.A few moments later, the slaves entered the open pavilion one after another. Without saying a word, they began arranging everything they had brought with them.They carefully placed the contents of the golden trays onto the large table in front of me.The first things I noticed were the pastries.They looked as though they had only just been taken out of the oven. Thin wisps of steam still rose from some o