Lahat ng Kabanata ng Oops! I Crashed the Alpha King’s Wedding. . .: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Hazel POV“Lucas! Hurry your ass up here, we are going to be late!” I shouted from the top of the stairs, my voice echoing through our small house. My heart was pounding with excitement, but also a bit of annoyance. Lucas was always taking forever, messing with his hair or something stupid like that.“Coming!” he yelled back from his room downstairs. I could hear his footsteps thumping on the wooden floor, finally moving. I rolled my eyes and checked my phone. The concert started in two hours, and the bus ride would take at least forty minutes. We couldn’t afford to miss this. It was the biggest wolf boy band ever—Lunar Howls. Their songs about pack life and full moons always made me feel like I belonged somewhere, even if our real life was kinda crappy.Me and Lucas shared a little joke before we said goodbye to our mom, Dottie. She was in the kitchen, stirring some soup that smelled like old vegetables. “You two behave out there,” she said, her voice tired but with a small smile. Sh

Hazel POVI didn’t reply to Brielle’s message. There wasn’t time. My brother was rotting in a dungeon cell, and my mom was lying in a hospital bed, too weak to even sit up. Every second I wasted could cost Lucas everything. I shoved my phone in my pocket, flagged down the first taxi I saw, and told the driver, “Heavenly Hotel. Fast.”The ride felt endless. My stomach twisted into knots the whole way. I kept seeing Lucas’s face—hollow cheeks, scared eyes—and Mom’s tears. I couldn’t let them down. I wouldn’t.The Heavenly Hotel loomed ahead like something out of a dream. Six stars, glittering lights, the kind of place where rich wolves spent more in one night than we made in a year. Security was everywhere—cameras, guards, barriers. No way I’d get inside looking like this: jeans, old hoodie, hair messy from crying. So I slipped into the underground parking lot instead. I found a dark corner behind a pillar, squatted down, and waited.Hours dragged by. My legs ached, my back hurt, but I

Hazel POV“Yes, sir.”The words came out sharp from the bodyguards. They didn’t hesitate anymore. Rough hands grabbed my arms, yanking me forward like I weighed nothing. My feet stumbled over the concrete as they hauled me toward the open door of the Maybach. I didn’t even have time to scream again before I was shoved inside, the door slamming shut behind me with a heavy thud.The car smelled like leather, expensive cologne, and now wet fabric from the water I’d thrown. I froze on the seat, heart slamming against my ribs so hard it hurt. I hadn’t expected this. Not any of it. I thought maybe he’d yell, maybe have me arrested, maybe just drive away laughing at the crazy girl in the parking lot. But this? Being dragged into his car like some prize? My stomach twisted.And then there he was—Alpha Asher Royal—right in front of me.Up close, his presence was overwhelming. The air around him felt thick, heavy with something dark and dangerous. His aura pressed against my skin like a storm c

Alpha Asher POVThe car was thick with heat, the air heavy and stale despite the night outside. Grunts, gasps, and muffled cries had filled the space for what felt like hours—two bodies locked in a desperate, furious struggle that wasn’t entirely one-sided at first. She fought hard, nails digging, teeth biting, voice cracking with pleas and curses. But eventually, exhaustion won. Her struggles slowed, then stopped. She went limp beneath me, breath ragged, and finally slipped into unconsciousness.I didn’t stop right away. The fire in my blood wouldn’t let me. Whatever had been in that wine—or whatever else had twisted my senses—kept me going until there was nothing left to fight for. Only when her body slackened completely, when her whimpers faded into shallow, even breathing, did I finally pull back.Now the silence pressed in.I sat up slowly, chest heaving, sweat cooling on my skin. The leather seats were sticky. My shirt hung open, buttons missing. Blood—hers—stained the pale upho

Alpha Asher POVAn hour had passed since I sent Jaden away. Exactly one hour. I didn’t look at the clock; I didn’t need to. Time obeyed me, or at least it tried to.I sat behind the massive ebony desk in my private office on the top floor of Royal Corporations. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the glittering city lights of the North Pack capital. The room smelled of aged leather, polished wood, and the faint metallic tang of power. My domain. My prison.The documents in front of me blurred. Contracts, merger proposals, border patrol reports—none of it mattered right now. My mind kept drifting back to the parking garage. To her. To the way her body had gone still beneath mine, the way her tears had soaked my collar, the way she’d walked away barefoot and broken but with her spine straight. I hated that image. Hated that I couldn’t erase it.The door opened without a knock. Only one person dared enter like that.Jaden strode in, shoulders squared, expression tight. He stopped three p