All Chapters of FAKE BRIDE OF THE ALPHA KING : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Briar's POV Bella had become my shadow these past few weeks. She was always there before I even realized I needed her.She brewed teas that helped with my morning sickness, reminding me to rest, fetching small things I hadn’t the energy to get myself. I could barely remember what it was like to navigate a day without her gentle presence beside me. She was helpful, cheerful, and somehow made the palace feel less overwhelming.I kicked off my slippers and sank into the chair in the lounge, letting out a soft sigh. My feet were sore from pacing around the palace all morning, and Bella was already beside me with a small basin of warm water and oils at her side.“Here, sit back,” she said gently, placing my feet into the warm water. Her hands were soft, skilled, and careful as she began massaging the arches and heels. The warmth seeped through my skin, relaxing the tension I didn’t even realize I’d been holding.I closed my eyes, leaning back into the chair. “You’re really good at this

Briar's POV My eyes fluttered open slowly, and everything was blurry at first. Just a light that was too bright. I blinked a few times, trying to focus, and the white ceiling above me came into view. My head felt heavy against the pillow. My body felt off and weak. Like I’d run a marathon and then been dropped into deep sleep without warning. Then I felt a deep soreness at my side that made me instinctively take a shallow breath.I could hear a faint beeping sound somewhere to my left. I shifted my eyes in that direction and saw machines, a clear tube running into my arm and tape against my skin.I was at the hospital.I tried to wet my lips, but my mouth was dry. When I attempted to lift my head, even slightly, a wave of weakness washed over me and I let it sink back into the pillow.A sharp inhale sounded from somewhere near me.“Your Majesty?”It was Angel.Her chair scraped loudly against the floor as she shot up. A second later she was at my bedside, her hand hovering over min

Azrael's POVMy study had never felt this suffocating.The door was shut. The thick, velvet curtains were half drawn. The only light in the room came from the lamp on my desk, casting long shadows across the polished wood. I sat there, elbows resting on the armrests of my chair, staring at nothing.I had just started settling into the hotel room when Abel called to tell me Briar had been attacked. I didn’t waste a second. I left immediately and went straight to the hospital.During the drive, a single thought kept repeating in my head, each time worse than the last. I might have lost her. I might have lost both of them.When I finally saw her lying there, pale against the white sheets looking like a fragile porcelain doll, machines breathing and beeping steadily around her, something inside me nearly broke.Then there was Bella.The quiet girl who had walked into my palace not long ago. The moment I first saw her, something in me had recoiled instinctively. I hadn’t been able to expla

Briar's POV Azrael shifted beside me, the mattress dipping slightly with the movement. He didn’t touch me at first. He just laid there, close enough that I could feel his warmth.“Briar,” he said quietly. The edge in his voice was gone, replaced with something careful. “I was wrong.”I kept my eyes forward, jaw tight, saying nothing.“I shouldn’t have said what I did,” he continued, and exhaled slowly, like the words weighed more than he expected. Still, I didn’t respond.Only then did he move closer. His hand brushed my arm lightly, as if asking permission without words. When I didn’t pull away, his fingers lingered, tracing a careful path along my skin, the apology shifting from words into touch.“I mean it,” he said again, his hand sliding lightly over my side, tracing slow, gentle patterns. “I shouldn’t have spoken like that.”I stayed silent.“I know you’re upset,” he continued, his voice dropping even lower, almost a whisper now. “I know you’re frustrated with me, but I can’t

Briar's POV I stared at him in shock, which was surprising, because I knew how merciless he was. I knew his history was written in blood, and the stories of his mercilessness in the wars had reached my ears long before I ever met him. The fear that followed his name long before I was even born. And yet, hearing him say it sent a shiver through me that I couldn't suppress.“When we teamed up, we agreed to lock her siren powers away,” he continued evenly. “It was necessary. If we were to work together, there had to be balance.”I stayed silent and kept listening.“Then one night, I caught her in the middle of a ritual. A ritual that would restore and allow her to use her siren abilities fully again.”A faint chill crept over my skin, raising the tiny hairs on my arms.“She didn't just want her power back for herself,” he said, his gaze piercing mine. “She intended to use them on me, Briar. She wanted to control me. To bend my will. She wanted to turn me into a puppet so she could ta