All Chapters of Seducing Alpha Jaxon: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

AuroraFor a second—just a second—when Dad stood there at the entrance like that, tall and frozen, even I forgot the pain.Then it came back.Not gradually. Not mercifully.It struck.A low, vicious blow straight to my chest.It felt like invisible hands wrapped around my ribs and squeezed. Like someone was strangling my soul from the inside, tearing my limbs apart one by one and setting what remained of me on fire. The agony was beyond language. Beyond metaphor.There were no words for it.“God—” A broken sob tore out of me before I could stop it. Tears streamed harder, blurring everything. My teeth ground together so violently my jaw ached as the pain rippled through every nerve, every vein, every fragile piece of me.That was when Dad moved.Fast.He crossed the distance in seconds and dropped to his knees in front of me—actually dropped—like I was something sacred and breaking in his hands. His palms came up, rough and warm, cupping my face, forcing me to feel him.“Aurora. Look a

AuroraJaxon looked terrified.Not of Dad.Not of Baron.Not even of Daniel.Of me—walking away. And I wondered why when he’d already chosen to betray me with Lilith.“No.” The word rasped from his throat, raw and unfiltered. “Aurora, please don’t.”It wasn’t commanding.It was pleading.And somehow, that made it so much worse.I forced my spine straight even though my insides felt molten, pooling somewhere near my knees. When I rose, Daniel rose with me—close, protective, as if one wrong move might shatter me into dust.Jaxon’s gaze caught mine—guilt burning in those storm-dark eyes.“You don’t get to tell me what to do anymore.” My voice was steady, sharper than I felt. I took a step closer, and his hands trembled at his sides. They almost lifted when tears slipped down my cheeks—but he stopped himself, fingers twitching with restraint.“We’re done,” I whispered. “And I don’t even want an explanation. Whatever happened… has fucking happened. It’s over.”Behind me, Baron exhaled an

AuroraTwo days had passed.Forty-eight hours.And yet it felt like time had frozen the moment I saw him with her.I stayed home.Dad paced the house constantly, his footsteps echoing through the halls, his worry hanging thick in the air. He was concerned about my safety — because I wasn’t exactly safe here, not within this pack, not with tensions still simmering beneath the surface.But that wasn’t what was destroying me.What was destroying me was the absence.The silence.The emptiness where Jaxon used to be.Every second without seeing him, without hearing his voice, pressed down on my chest like a weight I couldn’t lift.And no matter how hard I tried—I couldn’t erase the images.How he touched her.How she arched beneath him.How his hands moved over her body like she was the only thing in the room.Like she was everything.That was what hurt the most.The way he looked at her.Those images didn’t fade.They didn’t dull.Even after two days, they were fresh. Burning. Brutal.I

Jaxon“Christopher, let me just meet her once,” I begged, spitting blood onto the grass. The blades shimmered wet and dark, painted crimson by me.We were at the border. The place Christopher had always loathed to guard—until today. Of course he’d be here. He knew I’d come running after her, and this was his way of stopping me.He’d been beating the hell out of me for half an hour.And I had taken every single hit.All because… I just wanted to see her again. Once.“You’re not seeing her ever again.”Christopher grabbed my collar and hauled me upright, his knuckles splitting skin as another punch cracked across my jaw. My head snapped sideways—I heard a bone crack this time.“I suggest you hit his nose next,” Daniel drawled lazily, stealing a cigarette from one of the guards. “Leaves a lasting impression. Then you can end this and let him see Aurora.”“I’m not letting him see Aurora, asshole!” Christopher snarled—and took Daniel’s advice anyway. His fist collided with my nose. Sharp,

Aurora“What are you guys doing here?” The question slipped out before I could stop it, my gaze darting between them.“What’s up, pretty face?” Daniel ignored me completely, striding over like this was a damn social call. He lifted his hand and brushed his knuckles against my cheek, casual, infuriatingly calm as if he just didn’t bring Jaxon here.I slapped his hand away. “Don’t.” Jaxon didn’t look at me.Didn’t acknowledge me.He walked past me like I was made of air — straight toward Ryan, who was still groaning on the gravel.Jaxon grabbed him by the collar and hauled him up effortlessly.“What the fuck do you think you were doing?” His voice wasn’t loud.It was worse.It was controlled.Ryan wiped blood from his nose, smearing red across his knuckles. “I should ask you the same fucking question,” he spat. “What the fuck are you doing in my pack?”“Your pack?” Jaxon let out a dry chuckle, devoid of humor. “So daddy’s little boy thinks he’s leading now?” He tilted his head slightly