All Chapters of Divorced The Wrong Alpha. Mated To The Alpha King: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Lucien “I’m sorry, sir.”Those three words shatter the small hope I am holding onto. I thought I had it. I thought I was close. I watched her fingers fly over the keyboard just seconds ago, and now this, this ends everything.“Maya Hayes is on a flight that left fifteen minutes ago.”My shoulders slump. It feels like the whole world crashes down on me at once. I draw in a deep breath, but it does nothing to calm the chaos in my head. I miss her by fifteen stupid minutes.If only I had gotten the information earlier. If only I had done things right.If only I hadn’t messed everything up.My thoughts are loud, angry, and broken. I can’t even arrange them properly. Regret pounds in my chest until it hurts to breathe.“Thanks for your help,” I mutter, even though my voice sounds far away to my own ears.I turn and walk out of the airport. I signal my men, and they fall in step behind me. People stare as we move with purpose, but I don’t care. I can’t afford to fall apart here.I get into

Lucien The next few days, Blackcrest is covered in mourning.Pack members gather every day to honor Maya. My heart feels hollow, like it no longer belongs to me. Like something vital has been torn out and left an empty space behind.Alphas and Lunas from neighboring packs arrive to pay their last respects. They offer words of comfort. None of it reaches me.Grief is not something I would ever wish on anyone. I already grieved when my family was wiped out. Now I am grieving my mate. No werewolf should have to carry this kind of pain. It is unbearable. It eats at my mind until I feel like I am losing control, like my thoughts are going feral and slipping away from me.They think I don’t notice.I see how careful everyone is around me, how they choose their words, how they avoid my eyes, afraid of pushing me too far. But the truth is worse than they imagine. I am numb. I sit for hours staring into nothing. Maya rejected me before she died, and that thought keeps tearing at my chest. Bu

Ethan Life without Maya feels worse than any punishment I can imagine. Every breath hurts. Every second reminds me of how badly I failed her. I should have fought harder. I should have stood my ground instead of bowing to a mate bond that promised strength but only brought ruin. The stories say the mate bond makes us whole. Right now, it feels like a cruel lie.I blame myself for everything that happened to Maya. If I had not let her out of my sight, she would never have run into Lucien’s arms. She would still be alive. That thought claws at my chest until it burns.My jaw tightens as I stare at Chloe lying beside me. My emotions twist violently when it comes to her. Some moments I want to pull her close. Other moments, I want to scream at her. And right now, I want to walk away before the darkness in me does something I cannot take back.I swing my legs off the bed and pull on my workout clothes. I need to burn this anger out of my body before it consumes me. I cannot touch her. I c

MayaI am not in the right state of mind when all this starts. Everything inside me feels broken and loud at the same time. If not for Ryan, I don’t know where I would be right now. He becomes my biggest support without even asking. He books therapy sessions for me, reminds me constantly, and even threatens me when I try to back out.“If you don’t go,” he says, “I’ll call Lucien and tell him you’re alive.”I know he would never actually do that, but the fear alone is enough to push me forward. The idea of sitting across from a complete stranger, talking for an hour about my fears, my dreams, and the mess in my head terrifies me. I hate the thought of opening wounds I’m barely keeping closed.“You’ll love it, Maya. Trust me,” Ryan tells me calmly. “I’ve been there before.”That makes me raise an eyebrow. We have been apart for years, ever since he left our pack. His mother was pregnant by an alpha who was her mate, but her life was threatened, so she ran to our pack for safety. Later,

Maya “Do I really have to go with you?” I whine softly, staring straight into Ryan’s turquoise eyes. I don’t want to attend the masquerade ball at all. We go to gatherings together often, but right now, all I want is to curl up in bed and binge-read until I forget the world exists.It’s a rare weekend without the babies. The twins are with Mariana, Ryan’s stepsister, and his biological mother, Tiana. Over the years, we’ve grown close, and the twins see them as family. I should be enjoying the quiet.Instead, Ryan stands in front of me, calmly tearing down my walls without raising his voice. But with pure torture with Just those damn eyes.“No, no,” I grumble, crossing my arms like a sulking child.Ryan chuckles and steps closer. “You know,” he says softly, “you look exactly like Lyra when you do that. Now I know where she gets this stubborn streak from.”He lifts his hand and gently brushes his thumb against my cheek.I swat his hand away immediately. “Are you calling me a baby now?