All Chapters of The Alpha’s Purchased Mate: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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The Ghost Town

Three weeks.That was how long I had been keeping the biggest secret in the world.I stood in the bathroom of the guest suite—I had moved back out of Dante’s room, using "insomnia" as an excuse—and splashed cold water on my face.I looked at my reflection. My skin was pale again, but not from poison. It was different. This was the morning sickness that struck me every day at 6:00 AM sharp.I hefted a palm on my flat stomach."You must be quiet," I whispered to the little spark life that was inside me. "You mustn't let him smell you."Wolf pregnancies were fast. A human pregnancy took nine months; a wolf pregnancy five. I am already about three weeks along, which meant my scent was changing. Heavy vanilla perfume had been my way of masking it. I avoided Dante whenever possible.The arrangement was suffering. We still worked together, but the nights got cold. I couldn't let him touch me. Getting too close would make him trace my scent, and discover I was carrying a Royal heir... At whic

The Queen’s Command

The world above ground had turned into hell.As Dante and I raced up the crumbling stone stairs from the archives, the sound of gunfire echoed off the ruin walls.Bang! Bang!Then the growls. Deep, guttural sounds that rattled within my ribs.The moment we were out of the East Wing and into daylight, the courtyard was turned from a deserted stretch to a battleground.Dozens of wolves—wretched, dirty, and huge—were moving about in the courtyard. They weren't wearing pack colors. They were Rogues. But they moved with military precision. It was no random attack; it was a hit squad."To the SUV!" Dante yelled, grabbing my arm.He raised his pistol and fired three shots. Three wolves went down mid-leap. Not even a blink. Like a machine: cold and efficient.We ran towards the outpost entrance where the car was parked.But it was too late.A gargantuan gray wolf slammed against the side of the armored SUV. It flipped on its side, crushing the driver inside. Clouds of smoke were issuing from

Code Black

The drive back to the castle was a blur.Dante drove the backup car himself. He drove fast, his hands gripping the steering wheel so tight his knuckles were white. He didn't speak. He didn't look at me. He just stared at the road, his jaw set in a hard line.I sat in the passenger seat, shivering. The heater was on full blast, but I couldn't get warm.I had used the Royal Voice. I had forced an Alpha King to his knees. And I had told him I was pregnant.My life was over. The secret was out. Now, I was just waiting for the judgment.We arrived at the castle gates at midnight. The guards waved us through, but Dante didn't drive to the main entrance. He drove around the back, to a private underground garage that only he used.The heavy steel door rolled down behind us, shutting out the world.Dante killed the engine. The silence in the garage was deafening.Dante told me to get out of the car. His voice was low and rough.I opened the door. My legs were still weak from the energy drain.

The Performance

The morning sun didn't feel warm. It felt like a spotlight waiting to expose us.I woke up alone in the massive bed. The space beside me was cold, but the scent of Dante—sandalwood and rain—was still strong on the pillows.I sat up and put my hand on my stomach. I thought of the little wolf who should stay hidden from view today.Dante entered the room after the door opened. He wore a black suit which made him look very formal. He looked impeccable, like he hadn't spent the night fighting rogues in the mud. He had his hair slicked back and his face showed a cold authoritative presence.The mask he wore showed a little crack when he looked at me.To him I asked, "How do you feel?" as he walked to the bedside table to pour himself a glass of water.I said as I swung my legs out of bed, "Like I got hit by a truck." "But my head is clear. The noise... the sensory overload... it's better."The water went to me as Dante said, "Good" because "they are here."My hand stopped moving when it re

The Eye of the Storm

The lockdown lasted for three days.Dante called it "security protocol." I called it "the honeymoon we never had."For three days, the world outside didn't exist. There were no Council investigators, no jealous ex-girlfriends, and no pack politics. There was just the penthouse, the fireplace, and us.We dedicated our days to strategic planning. Dante's office space became our base of operations. We established a schedule for the "miracle pregnancy" event. We made false medical documents to justify my absence from the pack hospital. We practiced our narrative until I could recite it automatically.The nighttime hours belonged to us.Dante surprised me on the third night which preceded the public announcement.I left the bedroom space to place another room service order. The living room had undergone complete transformation by the time I arrived.The electric lights were off. The room was illuminated by multiple candles which created a festive atmosphere. They were everywhere—on the man

The Flash of Cameras

The dress was royal blue.The stylists, as Dante had hinted at, two days ago, had brought a gown which made me appear like a Queen, although I was expected to be acting as a submissive vessel. It was long sleeved, high necked and fitted my contours. My silver-gold hair was twisted in a classy knot.The greatest thing about my outfit was, however, that small, clear case on my vanity.Colored contact lenses.Dante had resolved that it was too dangerous to have live television to explain my glowing violet eyes as a mutation. That is the excuse we shall make should somebody come upon you alone, said Dante. But in camera we are not giving them anything to query.I gently fitted the brown glasses on my eyes. I flicked my eyes, gazing at the mirror. The Royal White Wolf was gone. It was a girl with brown eyes and a normal face gazing back at me."Are you ready?" Dante asked from the doorway.He was in a black suit that was well-cut and a blue tie that was similar to my dress. He appeared str

The Judas Coin

[Vanessa's POV]The video ended just before Dante tore the wooden podium at the base. King Dante appeared to be a demon of pure rage on the big screen in the chambers of the High Council.Repeat it, High Elder Thorne, repeat it," he said. His voice was chilled, and had a ring in the dark, round room.The technician hit a button. The deathly murmur of Dante was heard again in the room. "I will slaughter you. I will set your houses on fire, and I will take your name out of the history....I was leaning on the large oak table with a gradual smile on my face.He is out of control, slamming his fist on the table Elder Thorne said. "He just threatened the press. He threatened the Council! The gaff packs are already telling us about it, whether we are going into war with the North."Don't you see, Father?" I mewed, and strolled to the screen. "Dante didn't just threaten us. He confessed."My father glared down at me. He did not admit anything, Vanessa. He mere participated like a violent sav

The Queen’s War Room

The tablet screen was still glitching from Dante’s crushing grip when the first siren screamed.The castle experienced a powerful bone-shaking sound which transmitted through its entire structure. The war room activated red emergency lights which generated bright shadows that extended across the map table."Report!" Dante shouted as his voice penetrated through all existing sounds.Liam activated his earpiece while his complexion turned to a pale shade. "Alpha. The southern border. The mountain pass. We have visuals on hundreds of wolves. They are wearing Council silver."Dante reacted with a growl because he thought The broadcast received confirmation through their transmission system. The broadcast served as their covert operation signal. The personnel advanced toward their target while Thorne delivered his speech.He faced me directly. The anger in his eyes vanished completely while he displayed an attitude of forceful determination to defend all things.Dante ordered Liam to compl

Roses and Blood

The command center was plunged into absolute darkness.My breathing created the only sound in the room for five seconds until the backup generators started with a loud clunk. Flashing red emergency lights emitted dim light that created a bloody glow throughout the room.The giant wall screens were dead. The radios produced only hissing static noise.Liam reported that "They cut the main power lines" while his voice showed his panic. He pulled a heavy silver handgun from his holster and clicked the safety off.A terrible sound reached me from the floors below before I could say anything.CRASH.The massive floor-to-ceiling windows in the grand library broke apart with the sound. The ocean wind howled through the castle.One of the tech wolves yelled "They're inside" while he took out his weapon.Liam grabbed my arm with his grip which caused pain when he said "Luna" to me. "The command center is a dead end. We have to get you to the underground bunker right now. The elevators are dead;

The Mad King

The silence in the hallway was broken by the sound of pure slaughter.I rested against the wall while I held my bleeding shoulder. Every breath I took brought the silver and Wolfsbane dust which still burned in my lungs. Vanessa lay unconscious at my feet, a thin trail of blood trickling from where the heavy bronze vase had hit her head.The battle had shifted to another location which was downstairs.The Elite guards of the Council began their haughty battle cries which changed to screams of complete horror. I heard the sickening sound of bones snapping, followed by the heavy thud of bodies hitting the marble floor.Dante faced his enemies in battle. He killed them all.The heavy oak doors at the bottom of the main staircase exploded into splinters.Heavy, massive paws hit the wooden stairs. The castle shuddered as the beast moved upward with its massive weight.A silver-armored Elite guard came running backward up the stairs, his sword shaking in his hands. He was crying.The guard

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