Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Alpha, My Husband : Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Sophia’s PovHours ago, after fifteen years of not seeing Raphael, after fifteen years of him ghosting me completely, I thought he had already turned into a ghost. I had spent a decade and a half wondering where he went, only to meet him again in Lucian’s office, cold and calculating. He had been sitting there, planning with Lucian how to toss me out onto the street like yesterday’s garbage after Lucian was done using me for whatever twisted revenge he had in mind. It was crazy seeing him here, standing at my private residence at this time of night.“Raphael, I have asked you a million times, how did you find my apartment?” I snapped. My voice was trembling, not with fear, but with a pure, unadulterated rage that felt like it was going to set my robe on fire. “And please, I don't want you telling me it was not supposed to be hidden because I can definitely sue your ass for invading my apartment. This is my sanctuary. You don’t belong here.”I stood there, folding my hands over my che

“Sophia, what’s that?” Elana’s voice was sharp with worry as she ran towards the door. She reached out and held me by the waist, steadying me as I nearly stumbled back into the foyer. She leaned out to check the hallway, looking left and right to see who had caused me to scream like that.My heart was thumping so hard that I could feel the pulse in my neck. My eyes were still glued to the elevator doors that had already slid shut. The digital display above the frame was already counting down. Floor 10. Floor 5. Lobby.Whoever was in there was gone.Was this part of Lucian trying to scare me? Was he trying to frighten me so I would run away and give up on this mating bond? I couldn't get it. I had been living my life so freely. For fifteen years, I built an empire. I was the CEO of a massive company. I was independent. But since the return of Lucian, everything had turned into a nightmare.“Sophia, what happened? You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” Elana questioned as she tugged me by

“Whatever the reason Lucian is because the throne is still connected to Harvey,” Albert said. He dropped his heavy silver spoon onto the ceramic plate with a loud clatter. His face looked stern, his wrinkles deepening like cracks in an old wall. He wasn't looking at the food anymore, rather he was looking right into my soul.I felt the heat rising in my neck. I didn't like being read like an open book. I picked up a pickle from the side of my plate and began chewing it slowly, savoring the sour crunch as I gathered my thoughts. I wanted to sound cold. I wanted to sound like a man who had no heart left.“They humiliated my family,” I said, my voice dropping into a low growl. “They stripped away our honor and left us with nothing but ashes. I have taken the throne back because it belongs to the Grey bloodline. But when I am done with Shawn’s daughter, I will discard her. I will find my proper mate, a woman who doesn't carry the scent of betrayal in her skin.”I looked at the table, expe

Lucian’s POVSeeing Sophia coming out of the Obsidian Heights glass door, my heart skipped a beat, though I hated myself for it. She was walking with a kind of confidence that made the air around her feel electric. She wore black leather clothes that fit her body like a second skin, and I noticed right away that a few of her buttons were undone. I knew she intentionally did it. She wanted to provoke me. She wanted to show me she wasn't afraid.She was beautiful. There was no denying that. But every time I looked at her, I saw her father’s face. I saw the man who ruined my family. I saw her mother’s face, the woman who manipulated everyone around her and a woman that's still manipulating. My wolf, however, didn't care about the past.“Mine!” my wolf snarled from deep within my chest.I gritted my teeth so hard that it hurt. I told myself I would avoid her. I told myself she was a sin, a trap set by the moon to weaken me. I couldn't be manipulated by a pretty face and a leather jacket.

“Being watched?” I repeated her words, slowly removing my palm from my forehead. I looked at her in a disgusting manner, my upper lip curling back in a sneer. I didn't believe a word coming out of her mouth. To me, it just sounded like another trick, another way to get me to hold her again and fall back into that trap of lust and moonlight.“Yes, Lucian,” she said, her voice small but firm. She wasn't looking at me with desire anymore. There was a genuine chill in her tone. “I have been tracked. By a human, I think. Or something else. I saw him at the traffic light, and I saw him again in the elevator at my apartment. I am being followed.”Looking at her being worried should have made me feel satisfied. I should have laughed and told her she deserved to feel hunted. But I was restless. Seeing her with her eyes so calm in their confusion made something in my gut twist. I hated that I cared enough to even listen.“You and your family have been here your whole life,” I spat out, the word