บททั้งหมดของ Divorced The Wrong Alpha. Mated To The Alpha King: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

AvaI know Lucien has every right to be angry. I can see it in the way his shoulders are tight, in the way his wolf presses against his skin. But pity? I don’t feel that way. Not for him.He should have done better.Maya didn’t disappear for no reason. She vanished because loving him hurt her more than leaving ever could. She carried the weight of knowing she was part of a revenge plan, even if he never meant it that way. That pain broke something inside her.No one here knows who I really am to Maya. They all think I’m just her friend.I’m not.I am her guardian. I am bound to her by the Moon Goddess herself. I was sent to protect her life, her bloodline, and everything she carries, even if it means becoming the villain in someone else’s story.Maya is a Moonborn Sovereign. Her blood holds the essence of the Moon Goddess. Power like that does not belong to one pack. It belongs to balance.Her real mother, Patricia, was Moonborn too. And she made the mistake of falling in love with Al

LucienI know what I see whenever she looks at me. Pain. The kind that stays heavy in the chest and refuses to leave. I know it mirrors what is buried in her heart, and that knowledge tears at me. I want her. The truth growls in my mind, I will grovel if I have to. I will break my pride, crawl if needed, do anything to make her mine again.I ask her out to dinner, hoping for one soft moment. But she refuses without hesitation. She tells me she already has a mate.The words is worse than the rejection she gave me long ago, the one that still bleeds whenever I remember it.Now I stand at a dinner party I would rather escape from. Investors fill the room, dressed in perfection and false smiles. Crystal glasses clink, while laughter floats, and none of it reaches me. Alice stands beside me, clinging like she belongs here, talking endlessly about the launch of another company under the same corporation. She doesn’t doesn’t care that my mind is nowhere near this room.Alphas, Luna, import

Lucien The room falls into complete silence. No one speaks. No one moves. Everyone is still staring at my son, stunned by what they’ve just witnessed.I feel the urge to bring him close—the need to protect him. He has shown his power in front of the entire pack. Power like that is meant to stay hidden. Now that it’s exposed, people will want him. Use him. Control him.That thought makes something dark and fierce coil inside me.I look at them—. The last traces of moonfire fade from the boy’s hands, the silver-blue light dying out slowly. His eyes doesn't leave Maya. Not for a second.“Luca,” Maya whispers.The name hits me hard.My head snaps toward her, but she isn’t looking at me. Her full attention is on the child.“Come here,” she says gently.When the boy moves closer, he suddenly stops and looks at me. There’s a quiet intensity in his gaze, far too sharp for a child his age. He’s judging me or trying to see if I’m a threat to her.I don’t move.Maya reaches up and caresses his

Maya It has been weeks since the attack, and everything suddenly feels too quiet. Not the peaceful kind of quiet—the kind that makes my skin itch. The kind that makes me listen too hard to every sound.I try to stay focused. I tell myself not to be paranoid. But it doesn’t work.Because Lucien is gone.He doesn’t show up anymore, doesn’t stand in my path like he used to. He doesn’t appear out of nowhere, demanding answers, forcing his presence into my space. He has finally disappeared—and somehow, that hurts more than I ever thought it would.“You wanted him gone, and now he’s gone,” Ava says, whining softly when we talk again after everything that happened.“Can you please stop talking?” I snap, rubbing my temples. My chest feels tight. “Do you know how insane this is? He just leaves. Just like that. He finds out he has twins and he walks away.”My voice cracks, and the words rush out before I can stop them.“I expected him to at least ask about them. To care. Any normal man would f

Maya I close my eyes for a second. With these damn masks, it’s impossible to recognize anyone. And to make it worse, every male werewolf seems to have the same broad shoulders and solid build. The mask turns everyone into a stranger.The man wears a skull mask that covers his face completely. It’s unsettling. He watches me for a moment, then finally looks away. I let out a breath I didn’t even realize I was holding.“Come on,” I say, tugging Ava’s hand. We weave through the crowd toward the VIP section. The music is so loud it thumps against my chest. Neon lights cut through the darkness, flashing colors across sweating bodies and moving shadows.An attendant passes by, and I order our drinks. I sway lightly to the rhythm while we sit. It’s just Ava and me at our table. Around us, other tables are packed, guys leaning close to girls, hands everywhere, laughter spilling over the music. I try not to look too long.“Dance floor,” Ava says, already pulling me up.I giggle, a little light