All Chapters of The Alpha King's Mate: ZORYA'S CURSE: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

A sudden scream tore through the compound without warning, and it shook the women’s cage. The raw and agonizing wail carried through the trees and across the cages until every woman inside them froze. Maera’s breath caught in her throat as her eyes immediately lifted towards the direction of the sound, her body going rigid when another scream followed, this one even more desperate than the first. It was accompanied by frantic pleadings, words too distant to make out clearly, but the terror in the voice needed no explanation. Around her, the women had already begun to react. Some pressed themselves against the bars, their eyes wide and listless with fear, while others immediately lowered their heads, shoulders trembling as though even looking towards the source of the screams might somehow draw attention to them. A few exchanged frightened glances, their faces paling as another cry ripped through the trees. It was almost as though they knew what was happening, and not just that, th

“Maera,” Selene’s voice rose softly, barely above a whisper. “Did you see that?”She raised her head, brushing her hair aside to properly look at the guard's retreating figure, his voice now nothing more than a distant memory. Maera did not answer at first, she was still busy keeping her head lowered. “Maera!” Selene called out again, her brows drawing together as urgency began to creep into her lowered voice. “What? See what—” Maera’s eyes widened. “Selene, keep your head down.” She spoke hurriedly through her teeth as she caught sight of Selene’s raised head. “What happened to not meeting eyes with the guards?”“He’s gone.”“Even though…” Maera sneaked a peek at the retreating figure, then took another quick glance around the compound before lowering herself again and looking at Selene. “That doesn’t mean you should be staring after him. What if someone sees you? What happened to not drawing attention?” Selene sighed. “I know.” Her eyes still lingered on the guard as she spoke

Lillia sat on the chair in the same room she had first woken in.Her silver hair had been arranged neatly, every strand carefully packed into place without a single loose strand escaping. Her dress had also been changed, and this time, it hugged her features in all the right places.The wounds on her body had been treated again, wrapped neatly with fresh bandages, while the faint scent of perfume she had been given lingered delicately against her skin.She looked breathtakingly beautiful, enough to be mistaken for the Queen she was.Yet, she barely noticed. On that effortlessly beautiful face, sat a tight scowl.Unlike the time she had first woken, the door was now bolted shut.A moment passed quietly, and she lowered her gaze to her hands… useless. Lillia gritted her teeth. She could still remember the cries vividly, each one tightening the knot in her chest until she could barely breathe.The pain in their voices had been impossible to ignore. They had to suffer such pain because of

Everything about Bellamy’s message suddenly began to make more sense, and Lillia almost smiled as she stared at him. But while Lillia’s spirits had lifted at the sight of him, Luka’s features grew colder in her presence. His body was still covered in the remnants of his father’s punishment, dark purple bruises spreading across his cheeks and jaw, with a few cuts already beginning to close, but there was something else in his eyes that caught Lillia’s attention. Anger. It was still present in the cold glare he directed at her, and the moment their eyes met, that familiar disgust crawled through Lillia’s body again, making her gaze shift almost immediately towards the man seated beside him. The boss. And just like he had been when she first met him, his expression remained pleasantly calm with the same warm smile spreading across his lips, as though there was nothing unusual about having his son, whom he had brutally beaten hours ago, share the same carriage with the woman he

Maera quietly observed her surroundings, her gaze fixed particularly on the area beyond the trees where faint murmurs continued to rent the air in a distant hum. What was going on? It was bad enough that she could neither see nor hear anything clearly from where she was confined. But that person had said they would transport Her Majesty by noon. And this was noon. Maera’s gaze quietly shifted towards the men’s cage, agitation surging through her chest as her fingers curled against the fabric gathered loosely over her knees. When is it starting? Cold beads of sweat gathered along her forehead as she turned her attention back towards the area beyond the trees, straining to hear something, anything that might tell her what was happening beyond their limited view. They needed to get out quickly. They needed to go after Her Majesty, but nothing was happening. Why is nothing happening yet?Maera gritted her teeth as her pulse quickened, her temperature rising alongside the hot, prick