All Chapters of Eve and the Devilish Alpha: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

EveI lay there longer than I wanted to admit, eyes open in the dark, waiting for the door to open again. For him to come back. Worried, despite myself, that something was wrong. That he’d changed his mind about the whole “same bed” rule. Or worse, that he was angry, or hurt, or…I scoffed into the pillow.Worried about Sage? After everything? Ridiculous.But sleep didn’t come easy. I tossed and turned, my mind replaying the day in fragments: blood on my dress, his hand steady on the gun, the cold finality in his voice when he’d ended Alec. And then tonight—his promise about my parents, the way he’d held my hands like they were something precious. I didn’t fall asleep until the sky outside started to lighten, exhaustion finally pulling me under. And even then, I dreamed of footsteps that never returned.Sleep never came.I lay there for what felt like hours, eyes fixed on the ceiling, the silence of the house pressing in from all sides. The bed was too big and too empty, and the sheet

SageI remembered last night all too clearly.I’d been at the laptop for hours, digging deeper into the Ripper files—cross-referencing old reports with Alec’s known aliases, pulling financial trails, anything that might lead to Darius. The screen glow burned my eyes, but I couldn’t stop.My phone rang, shattering the silence.It was Father.I answered on the second ring. “Yeah.”“Are you insane?” he roared, voice booming through the speaker loud enough that I pulled the phone away from my ear. “What the hell have you done?”I arched a brow, leaning back in the chair. “You’re going to have to be more specific.”He let out a deep, frustrated sigh—the kind that carried years of disappointment. “Your wedding, Sage. It’s everywhere. The internet is on fire. Blood on the bride’s dress, gunshots, and a dead body in the middle of the aisle. Do you have any idea how this looks for the pack?”I clenched my jaw, fingers tightening around the phone. “I had no choice. The groom was Alec Kane, Dari

Sage I didn’t sleep at the estate that night.Father insisted. He said the roads were too dangerous after the rogue attack and that I needed rest before the hunt intensified. I knew it was an excuse to keep me close, to continue the conversation tomorrow when his “visit” to Eve would happen. I stayed in the guest wing, staring at the ceiling until dawn, the wolf pacing restlessly inside me.Food was brought—trays of steak, roasted vegetables, the kind of meal meant to fuel an Alpha after battle. I sent it away untouched. “Not hungry,” I told the staff. Hunger wasn’t the problem. The knot in my gut had nothing to do with food.Back to the present.I finished the shower, the hot water having done little to ease the tension coiled in my muscles. I wrapped a white towel low around my waist and stepped out of the en-suite, steam trailing behind me.Eve was sitting on the edge of the bed, legs tucked under her, phone in hand. She looked up and gasped, eyes widening before she whipped her h

EveHis face was so close now, the heat of his breath brushing my lips. Sage’s eyes had gone heavy-lidded, golden irises darkened with something that made my stomach flip. He leaned in slowly, deliberately, lips parting just enough that I could see the faint glint of teeth behind them—cherry-red, soft, inviting. I swallowed hard, my own eyes threatening to cross as I stared, frozen, waiting for the inch between us to disappear.One heartbeat. Two.Then, knock, knock, knock.Sage jerked upright so fast the mattress bounced. “Enter,” he barked, voice rough, like he was angry at the door itself.Ellen slipped in, balancing a tray laden with breakfast—eggs, toast, bacon, and steaming coffee. Her gaze darted to me first, wide and worried. “Are you alright, ma’am?”I managed a weak smile and nodded. “I’m… I’m fine. Thank you, Ellen.”She shook her head quickly. “No, I didn’t do anything.”She relaxed a little. “I didn’t mean to disturb—”“Is that my breakfast?” Sage cut in, glancing at the

EveI walked away from Mia faster than I meant to, boots crunching too loudly in the snow. My bottom lip was caught between my teeth, worried raw, and my eyes burned with the urge to glance back, just once, to see if she was watching me go. But I didn’t. I kept my gaze fixed on the front door, willing myself forward.Why wasn’t she calling after me? Not even my name. Nothing.I sighed softly, breath clouding in the frigid air. Maybe I didn’t want her to call me back anyway. Not after what she’d said. That weird, baseless nonsense. Accusing Sage of lying about something as sacred as my family’s murder? As if he would make that up. As if he could.Mia had accepted Sage’s presence in the first place only because he promised to help uncover the Elder Ripper—the monster tied to my parents’ and little brother’s deaths. She had no right to throw doubt like that now, no proof, no anything. It was reckless. Dangerous, even. If Sage ever heard her say it… God, I didn’t want to think what an Alp