All Chapters of The Alpha King's Insane Vow: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

DELILIAHThree years later...I put some finishing touches on my makeup before stepping out of my quarters in a white, long, flowing robe. A black, sleek car was parked outside, blending with the darkness of the night. A middle-aged man bowed his head before running around to open the passenger door for me. I had barely taken two steps towards the vehicle before a head suddenly appeared in view. “Deliliah!” my friend, Vivian, beckoned me with a grin. “Get in! We're gonna be late!”My steps came to a brief pause as I stared at the quarter moon in the sky, wondering if I should do a quick divination to check on my luck for the evening. Of all the replacements my deputy priestess could choose to take her place for the evening, she just had to choose the wildcard in my life, the Oracle of the Moon Priestesses. After a second thought, I decided against it and entered the car with a sigh. The car engine immediately flared into life as the vehicle drove off, leaving the secluded forest an

VIKTOR As the dazzling lights on the sacred platform slowly faded, the entire room was yet to recover from the stunned silence that had settled it. In the back of my mind, I could sense their own shock, disbelief and fear since they had somehow forgot to control their emotions and their wolves. I stood up to my feet and turned away from Delilah to address the crowd of guests watching me so attentively. “Thank you for the welcoming party, but I think you all have seen enough for one night,” I said, my voice low yet commanding. “Go home. Now.”At my command, the guests instantly snapped out of their daze and scattered across the room like a pack of rats seeking the exit. Meanwhile, I descended the sacred platform and walked away with a stoic expression. But deep down, my wolf stirred with me. Not with triumph or fury about the maddening decision I had just made for the two of us, but with a strange, deep hunger that echoed across my very insides. It wasn't his usual thirst for blood

DELILAHJust as Caspian and I were still speaking, a knock on the door suddenly interrupted our conversation. The heavy oak door swung open to reveal a tall, olive-skinned woman who strutted confidently into the room. She wore a fancy two-piece outfit, the kind that Vivian would normally gush about after reading a fashion magazine. The mustard-yellow jacket and fitted skirt hugged her curves perfectly, making her look like a goddess. Her sleek, black hair was parted in the middle and cascaded down her back, beautifully complementing her bold red lips. She went straight behind Caspian's desk, resting a possessive hand on his shoulder as if staking a claim on everything in the room. Including him. Her almond-shaped eyes met mine, watchful and deliberate, as if she were already aware of everything we had discussed in the room. She broke the silence first. "Delilah," she addressed me coolly, her voice smooth like silk. "What a lovely surprise. I didn't think you'd be here with my fianc

VIKTORAfter parting ways with Delilah, I retreated to my royal quarters in a state of barely restrained fury. My wolf prowled restlessly beneath my skin, unusually subdued, as though even he knew better than to challenge the storm raging inside me. The memory of Delilah walking away, looking so cold yet disappointed in me made something in my chest ache. Even though she hated me, she still tried to offer a helping hand, but I turned her away.I groaned, running a hand down my face. "I'm an idiot," I murmured under my breath. "What man hurts his woman and lets her walk away like that?"A voice replied from a distance. "Only the sensible kind!"My eyes snapped open at the sound, turning to see Andrei walking into the living room. Five men trailed behind him, tall and intimidating with grim expressions. I didn't even need a wolf priestess to tell me that I was in deep shit right now. I glared at my Grand Beta. "You brought them here?!"Andrei stopped inches away from me, his eyes meet

DELILAHTwo hours later, I marched straight to the east wing of Viktor's royal quarters. As soon as I arrived at his door, two large, intimidating men intercepted me before I could even knock. Their arms were crossed, muscles taut, and their faces bore deep scowls that would leave lesser wolves pissing on themselves."I need to see His Majesty," I said, slightly breathless. They exchanged a fleeting glance, one that held unspoken words, a silent communication brimming with intent. The first guard slowly shook his head, dismissively. "His Majesty isn't receiving visitors at this moment," he said, motioning behind me as if to gently shove me away. "Come back tomorrow."My wolf surged within me, fur bristling with annoyance at his arrogant demeanor. For three years, we had reveled in the respect and adoration of others, and being subjected to such rudeness was intolerable.Guess what? Me too.Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to center my thoughts, grounding myself before responding