All Chapters of Seducing Alpha Jaxon: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

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Warmth Amidst Chaos

AuroraWe drove back to Jaxon’s pack in silence.I stayed beside him the entire ride, and no matter how much he tried to hide it beneath all that I can handle it bullshit, I saw the truth. Every slight movement made pain flash across his face. Every breath looked heavier than the last. He kept trying to suppress it somehow—anyhow—but I noticed.I always noticed.The moment we arrived, Simon informed him that everything had been arranged. Jaxon only had enough strength left to give a small nod before heading straight toward his room.I followed him quietly.I helped him beneath the sheets, adjusted the blanket over him, then leaned down and pressed a kiss to his forehead before finally letting him sleep.Only after that did I head toward the kitchen.The witches had given me some herbs that could help both Daniel and Jaxon recover faster.And knowing those two stubborn bastards, I already knew they wouldn’t willingly drink anything that tasted even remotely medicinal.So naturally, I d

Ryan

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

He Wants You Dead

AuroraThe moment the words left Jaxon's mouth, the world tilted."What?" The word scraped out of me before I could think. "Sorry, I — I think I misheard you—""Ryan's at the border, Aurora." His voice dropped lower this time, steadier, the way it got when he was trying to hold something back. "He's asking to speak to us. And there is no world in which I let that man anywhere near you again. So I'm going. I'll handle it and come back. Stay here."He turned to leave. I caught his hand."I'm coming with you.""Aurora—""I want to hear what he has to say."His jaw tightened. "That's not a good idea." There was something almost careful about the way he said it — not dismissive, just certain. "You're not meeting him. Not after everything. Stay here.""No." I kept my voice even. "Whatever business he has with you started because of me, Jaxon. I'm not sitting here resting like some — like I'm made of glass — while you go handle it alone. You're already hurt." I searched his face. "I need you

The Chance

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

Minutes Before Chaos

Aurora"How long are you going to stay mad at me, Poppet?"Jaxon's voice came from somewhere behind me, low and careful, like he was approaching something he wasn't sure wouldn't bite. I didn't turn around. I kept my eyes fixed on the garden below — the flower beds that had once been almost pretty, now choked and browning at the edges, petals curling inward like they were trying to disappear. Nobody had touched them in weeks. There hadn't been time. There hadn't been anything except the situation, pressing down on everything like a thumb on a bruise."I'm not mad at you," I said. My jaw was tight enough to ache.Actually?I was.Furiously, suffocatingly mad.The kind of mad that sat behind your eyes and made everything feel slightly too bright. I hated that he'd put me in that position. I hated the conversation that had led to it, the look on his face when he'd said it like it was reasonable, like it made any kind of sense. And above all — above every single thing — I hated that I had

The Truth

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

One Step Ahead

AuroraWe sat in the room, the silence heavier than it should have been.The nurse had finished with Ryan — cleaned him up, bandaged what she could — but her parting words hung in the air like a warning: he'd need scans. At that, Jaxon had glanced at Daniel, and Daniel had simply shrugged, unbothered, as though Ryan's state was someone else's problem entirely. As if he had not beaten the shit out of him.I hated that I felt something watching Ryan.He'd never been hurt like that. Not once in his entire, cushioned, silver-spooned life. And yet — he sat there. Still. Jaw tight, eyes forward, not a single whimper escaping him. No dramatics. No demands.Something had shifted in him. I couldn't name it yet, couldn't quite grip it. But the spoiled, insufferable boy I'd once known wasn't sitting across from me anymore."Right then." Daniel's voice cut through the quiet like a blade. "You've been treated. Clock's ticking — show us what you've got."Ryan didn't hesitate. He reached into his po

Convincing Chris

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

Ricky The Smuggler

AuroraWe were in the car.Daniel was sprawled across the back seat, half asleep and claiming that packing had drained every ounce of strength from his body. Ryan sat beside him, tense and unusually quiet, his shoulders stiff with worry because he genuinely believed his father might attack us before we even reached our destination. Jaxon wasn't much better. His hands remained steady on the steering wheel, but I could tell where his mind was. Every few minutes his eyes flickered to the mirrors, scanning the road behind us as if he expected trouble to appear at any moment.And me?Apparently, I was the only person in the vehicle trying to make this trip feel remotely normal.“Come on, guys—let's put some music on,” I suggested, glancing around at the sea of miserable expressions. “It'll be fun.”Jaxon looked at me as if I had completely lost my mind.Ryan gave me an equally judgmental stare.And Daniel?Daniel opened one eye, looking both asleep and awake at the same time.“Don't you da

Ricky’s Demand

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

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