Todos los capítulos de Divorced The Wrong Alpha. Mated To The Alpha King: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Maya “And me?” My heart stutters in my chest as I stare at him. I already know this will hurt, but I still need to hear it. He plans his revenge with my father at the center of it, and I am standing right in the middle. A part of me wants to run. Another part of me needs the whole truth.“You are not part of my plan,” he says, his voice dropping low.“Oh really?” I let out a weak, broken laugh. “You want me to believe that? The moment you saw me, you didn’t know I was your mate? Lucien, you were sixteen. You should have sensed me even then.”He looks away, avoiding my eyes, and that is when I know.“Say it,” I snap, my patience gone. “Say it.”“Yes,” he admits quietly. “The moment I stepped into your father’s pack, I knew. I knew you were my mate. I felt the bond instantly.” His jaw tightens. “And I curse it. I curse the moon goddess for pairing me with my enemy’s daughter. The bond is impossible to ignore, and I hated it.”My breath catches painfully in my chest. My mate says he hate

Maya“No, Maya,” he calls out the moment he realizes where I am heading.I do not stop. All I want is to forget. I want the pain to go numb, even if only for a moment. My legs tremble like they belong to someone else, weak. My heart slams hard against my chest, screaming so loud it feels like it wants to tear free. The ache inside me is unbearable, and I need it to stop.I move forward on pure instinct. My mind screams that this is a bad idea, that I should turn back, but I refuse to listen. I am tired of thinking. I am tired of feeling.“No, Maya,” he calls again, panic clear in his voice.He stretches his hand toward me, trying to stop me, but I slip past him. His fingers brush my arm as I pass, it sends sparks of pain. I cannot let him touch me. If he does, I will break.I do not even make it to the wine cellar. I only think about drowning myself in alcohol because the idea is already planted in my head. I smash the glass he offers earlier, and now the urge to numb myself scares m

Maya The only sound in the room is our breathing, it's heavy and uneven, our chest rises and falls together. We are worn out, our bodies still warm, our hearts still racing. Even now, I know my decision. Not because we sleep together. Not because the sex is intense and consuming. I refuse to let that blur what I need to do.He sits on the couch in his office, watching me closely, following every small movement as I dress. His eyes trace my body, but I feel no comfort in it. I cannot believe I let this happen after everything I discover.‘You are such an idiot, Maya,’ I curse silently, as I turn my face away from him.‘Don’t leave me.’His words echo in my head. I know he means them. I feel it. But right now, I need space more than I need his arms.When I finish dressing, he stands and pulls on his clothes too. His gaze never leaves me. He reaches for my hand, but I pull away and let it fall from his grasp.I shake my head. My throat tightens. Lily whimpers inside me, hurt and confus

Maya My feet feel unbearably heavy as I step out of his office. Each step down the corridor feels like I am dragging my own body forward. My chest burns, like the thread that ties our hearts together is on fire. It feels as if my heart is ripped straight out of me the moment I leave that room.I want to scream. I want to yell until my throat tears. I want to hit something, anything. I want pain that I can see and touch, not this crushing ache that sits deep inside my chest and refuses to let me breathe.A foolish part of me keeps hoping he will run after me. That he will call my name, grab my hand, pull me back, and tell me to take the rejection back. I wait for the sound of the door opening. I wait for his footsteps. That last bit of hope slips away.I clutch my kimono tightly around my chest. I know I smell like him, like sex, like his scent, and I hate that I still carry him on my skin. I hate that I am allowed to, because he is my mate, even though I just walked away from him.‘

Lucien ‘Alpha, she is leaving for the airport.’I get a mind link that hits, the moment I try to enjoy a quiet bath after a long, exhausting day. My heart stutters hard in my chest. My hand freezes in midair, still holding the body wash, water running down my skin as the words sink in. I can’t breathe properly.She actually goes through with it. She thinks of leaving. Of walking away.Oh Goddess… I can’t take this.My thoughts scatter in panic. All I want is to run and stop her. She asks for space, and I give it to her. I force myself to step back even though it hurts. And now she wants to leave me completely, to abandon me without looking back.“How sure are you?” I ask through the link, my voice tight, my mind refuses to accept it. I feel like I mishear, like this can’t be real. I can’t believe she chooses this.“Her car just leaves for the airport,” comes the reply.That’s when it hits me, this is serious. This is happening. She is truly leaving me. I grab a towel and wrap it aro