บททั้งหมดของ Alpha Marcel: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Marcel:The day dragged on longer than it should have.Meetings blurred together, territory reports, supply routes, lingering unrest from the Council’s collapse. I handled it all on instinct, my mind sharp but restless, pulled elsewhere no matter how much discipline I forced onto it.It wasn’t until Vladimir entered my office that the tension finally shifted. “You are going to be late for today’s gathering.”“I doubt that this is why you came here, Vladimir.” I said, and he chuckled, shaking his head at me, clearly amused.“No, it is not.” He said, stepping inside. “But it is one of the things that I need to remind you about. The other packs have gotten distracted from the mating thing that happened between you and Elara, and you abandoning it midway, or they didn’t seem to care enough about it to put any pressure on the subject. But it does not mean that they are going to completely forget. And it is events and gatherings like this one that would keep the alliances.”“I would leave t

Marcel:“I will call for Lia when the gathering is done.” I told Theia who nodded.“What if you are late, Alpha? Should I let her wait?” She asked, and I shook my head.I didn’t plan on staying late, but her question was still a valid one. And I knew not to let her wait for too long.“No.” I said calmly. “Tell her to go and rest in my room. I will be seeing her when I am back.”“But, Alpha…”“I trust that she is not going to do anything.” I said, stopping Theia.“Alpha, it is not about trust. But if you open that door, then it is not going to be closed easily. Others will talk, and that talking is not going to get you, or her, anywhere that will be in your benefit. Plus, if anything was to happen, she would be the first suspect.” Theia said, looking me in the eye. “I can understand that you want her close, but my job here to protect her as much as I would protect you.”I looked at her and nodded, knowing that she of all people didn’t play the games the others did. She didn’t fight aro

Lia:I waited.The consort hall was louder than usual, voices curling around me like smoke, sharp with amusement and hunger. The girls circled close enough to watch, far enough to pretend they weren’t.“So,” one of them said lightly, eyes flicking to my neck, then back to my face. “Every night, was it?”Another laughed. “Bold words to say in front of Elara. I almost admired it.”“They say that the gathering is already done. You should have been called by now, but you know… the Alpha must be enjoying his chosen Luna rather than dealing with a consort.” Another said, looking at me as if I was some kind of game that they found themselves enjoying.I didn’t rise to it. I stood straight, calm on the surface even as my pulse ticked louder with every passing minute. Even as doubt crept through me in a way that I knew should be deemed and considered unhealthy.“He’ll call,” I said simply. “Once he is done with whatever duties he has to take care of as Alpha.”The certainty in my voice made a

Lia:He didn’t speak when we got back to his room.“Here you go.” Vladimir said, helping Marcel walk toward his bed.Marcel sat on the edge of the bed at first, shoulders tense, breathing heavy, the monster still too close to the surface. He stared into space as if processing that this was his room, his territory, and that he was not hurting anyone now.“Do you want me to get you a glass of water?” I asked, my voice careful as I spoke. He shook his head, not bothering to look at me. It was as if looking at me was painful for him right now.“He needs to lay down. He needs to allow himself to relax.” Vladimir said, and I nodded, cupping Marcel’s cheeks, making him look me in the eye, reminding him that he was safe… that I was by his side.He looked me in the eye, getting lost in my gaze for a second…Then, slowly, like his body finally remembered exhaustion, he lay back, allowing himself to relax.I pulled the blanket over him.The window was shattered, glass scattered across the floor,

Marcel:“Luna, the Alpha specifically said…”“Get out of my sight and I am going to see my son.” My mother snapped at the men by the door. Lia looked at me, her eyes meeting mine as she squeezed my hand in assurance.“I’m right here.” She whispered, and I nodded, knowing what was to come. But I also knew that there was a line that I was going to draw. And it was one that Lia didn’t know about yet.The door burst open before I could say a word.“Marcel.”My mother’s voice, tight, urgent, afraid. Her eyes scanned me first, then the room, then the shattered window, the cold air still bleeding inside.“How are you feeling?” she demanded. “What happened? Are you hurt? The room is freezing, how are you sitting in this cold weather?”I laughed.It was sharp. Bitter. Nothing about it was amused.“I almost killed a man,” I said coldly, getting up from the bed and taking a step toward her. “His wife. His children. I didn’t even blink, not once. The man was going to die and he knew that his fami