The Cursed Alpha King is My Second Chance Mate의 모든 챕터: 챕터 21 - 챕터 30

Caspain's Point Of ViewThe tension in the room was thick enough to choke on, the air heavy with something dark and unspoken. Kaiden stood with his back to me, his posture rigid, his fists clenched so tightly at his sides that his knuckles had turned bone-white. This wasn’t just frustration... this was something deeper, something wrong. The energy in the room was suffocating, like the calm before a storm, the kind of silence that made my wolf pace restlessly inside my mind.I stole a glance at the girl sitting on the edge of Kaiden’s bed.Avery.She was eerily calm, her gaze flitting between Kaiden and me like an uninterested spectator at a dull show. There was no fear in her eyes, no nervousness... just a quiet, unsettling stillness. Her hands were folded neatly in her lap, her head slightly tilted, as if the entire situation were beneath her notice. It was unsettling. She didn’t look like someone who had just been rejected by her mate. She didn’t look like someone who had been dragg

Avery's Point Of ViewAs I wandered back to my room, my mind still spinning from Heather’s words, I nearly collided with Laura in the hallway. She was tall, her presence commanding yet warm, her warm brown eyes crinkling at the corners as she smiled at me. There was something about her... something motherly, yet fiercely protective, that made me pause mid-step."Oh, good! You’re awake," she said cheerfully, her voice bright and full of energy. "We’re going out."I blinked, caught off guard. "Going out?" I asked, confusion lacing my words."Yes," she said, her tone leaving no room for argument. "I can’t have you walking around in those… well, those clothes any longer." She gestured vaguely at my worn, torn attire, her expression kind but firm. "They’re practically falling apart."I looked down at myself, heat rushing to my cheeks. The clothes were threadbare, stained, barely holding together. It was all I had. But I knew how I must have looked to someone like her... like a stray dog dr

Avery's Point Of ViewMaya’s smirk faltered for a moment before she regained her composure, but I saw it. A flicker of uncertainty in her eyes. A crack in the armor of her arrogance. I refused to let her win, not like this. Not when I’d already lost so much.This dress was mine, and no amount of money, power, or arrogance would change that."What did you say to me?" she demanded, her voice sharp as a blade as she squinted at me."I said, I’m not giving the dress to you. It’s mine!"* I retorted, standing my ground. It took every ounce of my willpower to confront her. She looked so intimidating, her presence radiating dominance, but I refused to be looked down on. I refused to remain anyone’s punching bag."I guess you’re new in town," she said with a smirk, her voice dripping with false sweetness. "I can have your head brought to me with just a snap of my fingers."I met her gaze, unflinching. "Then go ahead. Snap it."The smirk on her face faded as she stepped back slightly, her eyes

Avery's Point Of ViewWe stepped out of the boutique, and Laura gestured toward the car. I placed the bags in the backseat, feeling a sense of triumph and relief wash over me like a cool breeze after a storm. The weight of the shopping bags in my hands felt like a small victory, a tangible reminder that I had stood my ground, and won.As I slid into the passenger seat beside Laura, I stole one last glance at the boutique through the window. The crowd had dispersed, but the tension lingered in the air like an unspoken warning, a ghost of the confrontation that had just unfolded. The boutique’s elegant facade now felt tainted, the memory of Maya’s cruelty still clinging to the space like a stain.Laura started the car, her calm exterior giving no indication of the chaos we’d just left behind. The engine purred to life, smooth and steady, a stark contrast to the turmoil still churning inside me. "You handled yourself well," she said finally, her voice steady, her eyes focused on the road

Kaiden's Point Of View"Kaiden!" my mother screamed, but it was too late.I was no longer in control.I leaped from my chair with a force that cracked the wood beneath me. My body moved on its own, my claws... when had I grown claws?... slashed through the air, striking the man closest to me. His scream was brief, cut off as his body crumpled to the floor in a lifeless heap.Gasps turned to panicked screams. Chairs toppled, tables overturned, and people scrambled to escape the beast I had become. The hall erupted into chaos, the once joyful celebration now a nightmare of terror and blood."Contain him!" my father roared at the guards, his voice a thunderous command over the screams.Silver chains flew through the air, wrapping around me with a metallic clink. For a moment, I was still, my body trembling with the effort to break free. But the heat radiating from me was too intense, it melted the chains like wax, the metal dripping to the floor in molten pools. Another roar erupted from