All Chapters of THE ALMEGA'S TWISTED OBSESSION : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

He surged from the bed in one fluid motion, like a predator sensing danger. His alpha's instincts kicked in immediately, jaw set, and eyes narrowing as he scanned the shadowed room. He reached for the nearest light source and flicked it on. Morvienne stirred beside him, her body shifting under the tangled sheets. She blinked sleepily, one hand rubbing at her eyes as she pushed herself up on an elbow. "Kael? What... what's wrong?" she asked, her voice thick with drowsiness, confusion etching her features. Hearing her voice, Kael turned to her, his shoulders already rolling as he straightened to his full height. "Morvienne, we are under attack. I need you to stay here. Don't leave this room." By now, he was on his feet, striding toward the door, meanwhile, Morvienne's eyes widened, panic creeping into her tone as she sat up fully, clutching the sheet to her chest. "Attack? What's going on? I don't—" Her words cut off as the distant clamor filtered through the walls ; the blare of ho

The General's head rolled free, tumbling into the churned mud of the battlefield with a wet thud. Blood pooled beneath the corpse, mixing with the earth. Kael stood over the ruin he had wrought, chest rising and falling in controlled breaths, his axe dripping with blood. The air reeked of iron and death, the clash of steel fading into stunned silence as the enemy beheld their leader's end.His gaze swept the field, eyes dark with unquenched fury. The woman he cared for lay wounded because of these bastards. There would be no mercy. Not today. He turned on his heel, striding back through the chaos toward where he had left her, the memory burning fresh. As he approached, the warriors snapped to attention. "Where is she?" He demanded calmly.One of the men stepped forward, bowing his head."We sent for the healer at once. They have carried her inside to begin treatment."Kael's jaw tightened. He was already feeling very worried, but he nodded sharply, his presence unbroken even as s

It was strange, yes— but not enough to hold his attention for long."Some kind of oil, perhaps. Medicinal," he thought. "Or something she used for herself." A quiet breath left him, and without another thought, he set the bottle back where he had found it, his attention shifting back to getting the dresses. He picked out another one that looked just as good as the first, even softer, thinner, and easier to slip on without causing her pain. "Good," he muttered. Without another glance at the bottles, he turned and left the room.Warm air met him first as he walked into his room, followed by the faint scent of clean water and damp cloth. The room was still, calm—but not empty. Lina stood near the bed, her hands clasped lightly before her, and her gaze fixed on Morvienne. Concern was clear on her face, her brows slightly drawn, and lips pressed together as though holding back worry she did not dare voice aloud.At the sound of the door, she turned quickly. Relief flickered across her

Coming out of the bathroom and walking toward the bed, Kael's eyes sought Morvienne out immediately, locking onto her form nestled against the pillows, her chest rising and falling in a slow rhythm that eased the knot in his gut. He stopped and stood at a distance for some minutes, drinking in the sight of her—pale but peaceful, the earlier tears leaving only a subtle sheen on her cheeks."...Hope you're not crying anymore," he said calmly, walking to reach her. He paused at the bedside, his gaze tracing the delicate lines of her face with meticulous care, and lingering on the curve of her lips. His hand twitched at his side, as if resisting the urge to reach out just yet. "And if it hurts, tell me. I'll get the healer here immediately."Morvienne's head tilted ever so slightly on the pillow, a gentle shake that sent a loose strand tumbling across her forehead. Her lips curved into a small, tentative smile, the kind that lit her eyes with a spark of warmth despite the lingering fatig

As soon as Morvienne finished dressing, slipping into a simple gown that hugged her recovering frame just enough to make her feel put-together, she turned to Kael with a quick nod. He held the door open for her, his hand brushing the small of her back as they stepped out together.Maids moved about their evening routines as they walked down the stairs, some carrying trays of food, others wiping down surfaces, and many more. Their eyes flicked to Kael first, respectful and quick, then lingered a beat longer on Morvienne, curiosity mixing with something else, probably approval.Morvienne caught one of the older maid's glance, a faint smile tugging at the corners of her mouth before the woman hurried on.Walking out through the main doors, the evening air greeted them like a gentle exhale. It was cool against her skin, carrying the scent she always craved for. Morvienne closed her eyes for a second, tilting her face up as a light breeze tugged at loose strands of her hair, lifting them