Todos os capítulos de Seducing Alpha Jaxon: Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 130

AuroraWhen I walked into Jaxon’s room, I was surprised to find him already awake, his back resting against the headboard, phone pressed to his ear as he barked orders about securing the borders.Quietly, I pushed the trolley inside and grabbed the tray before walking over to him.His eyes found me instantly—then dropped to the tray in my hands.“Okay. I’ll update you tonight. Stay alert,” he muttered before cutting the call.“Poppet… you didn’t have to do all this,” he sighed, letting the phone fall beside him.I rolled my eyes before sitting in front of him, pushing the duvet aside and placing the tray on his lap. “Shut up and eat. This will help you recover.”“Did you cook carefully?” Instead of touching the food, he grabbed my hands, turning them over as his brows furrowed. “You didn’t hurt yourself, did you?”I pulled my hands from his grip and smacked the side of his head lightly. “Eat.”He stared at me in disbelief, rubbing the side of his head. “What the fuck?”“I said eat, Ja

AuroraRyan’s words did not shock me, neither did they shock Jaxon.It was something we had known for a while.But the real question was—why was he telling us this now?“Well, we already know that,” Jaxon let out a small chuckle, though there was no humor in it. “This isn’t news, Ryan.”Ryan blinked in surprise. “What? You knew about it? Then why did you not—” He tried stepping closer, but one of the guards immediately dragged him back into place.“What exactly is your grand plan here, Ryan?” I finally spoke, my voice sharp. “What are you trying to do? Because I know you too well to believe this act and suddenly think you’d go against your father. You’ve been his puppet your whole life.”Something flickered in his eyes at that.“I came here to tell you because I didn’t want you to get hurt,” Ryan said quietly.I let out a dry chuckle. “Weren’t you the same person who threatened me a few days ago? Said you wouldn’t protect me anymore? That I’d face the consequences of my decisions?” I

Aurora“Daniel—” A gasp tore from my throat. “Did you just… beat him like that?”Daniel eyes shifted to me, but he did not answer me.“What the fuck is this piece of shit doing here?” The question hit like a blade, cold and direct. I bit the inside of my cheek, suddenly unsure how to answer.Then Jaxon spoke.“I gave him permission to stay.”The room changed.Daniel’s expression had already been furious, but now something darker slid into his face—something feral. Dangerous.“Come again, Jaxon.”His voice dropped low enough to send a chill skating down my spine.Ryan finally managed to straighten himself, one trembling hand braced against the table beside him.“I requested permission to stay here, Alpha,” he said hoarsely. “I needed somewhere to stay.”Blood coated his teeth when he spoke.A streak of red slid from his split lip down his chin.Daniel had beaten the absolute shit out of him.“Did I ask you to speak, you fucking twig?”Daniel lunged forward, grabbing Ryan by the collar

Aurora"There is absolutely no way," Dad said, "that I am sending my daughter to another pack for a friendly visit where you're about to ask for help from people who can barely tolerate you."He didn't even look up when he said it. His eyes stayed fixed on the pot in front of him, the wooden spoon moving in slow, deliberate circles through the pasta. In the corner of the kitchen, three maids stood in a quiet cluster — hands folded, thoroughly unemployed, watching my father conduct his culinary takeover of Jaxon's kitchen with the helpless expressions of people who had learned not to intervene.This was a pattern I recognized in my bones.Dad cooked when he was stressed. Not casually, not as a hobby — intensely. Methodically. Like if he could control what was happening on the stove he could control everything else too. He'd done it my entire childhood and he was doing it now, and the fact that he'd moved from the pot directly to the chopping board — reaching for onions instead of the c

Aurora“What an unpleasant surprise, Alpha Jaxon,” Ricky opened his mouth as he approached the border, slowly taking off his glasses. That was when I finally got a proper look at his face and immediately noticed the large scar running along the side of his eye. It wasn't some small injury that had faded with time. It was deep, ugly, and looked more like the mark left behind by a blade than a fist. The kind of scar that permanently altered someone's face. For a moment I found myself staring at it, wondering who had managed to leave something like that behind before Daniel casually answered the question I hadn't even asked yet.“That's from Jaxon, by the way,” he informed me. “During their last fight.”My eyes widened.I looked at the scar.Then at Jaxon.Then back at the scar.“So, not only are we here to ask a smuggler for help, we're here to ask a smuggler that Jaxon permanently scarred?” I whisper-yelled, looking between all of them. “Are you all fucking crazy?”“We are here for a d