Todos los capítulos de My Sweetest Revenge: Sleeping with the Alpha King: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

The air between us was electric, charged with a tension that made my skin prickle. Killian’s face was inches from mine, his icy blue eyes searching for any sign of hesitation."Last chance to run, Elena," he whispered, his voice rough and low, vibrating against my chest. "Once I take you, I don't give things back."My heart hammered against my ribs like a trapped bird. Part of me—the sensible, human part—screamed at me to push him away and flee. This was Liam’s father. This was the Alpha King. This was wrong in every possible way.But then, the image of Liam and Chloe tangled in those sheets flashed in my mind. The smirk on Chloe’s face. The coldness in Liam’s eyes.Anger surged, hot and blinding, drowning out the fear."I'm not running," I said, my voice surprisingly steady. I reached up, my trembling fingers grazing the buttons of his shirt. "Make him regret it. Make them all regret it."Killian’s pupils dilated, his eyes darkening until the blue was almost swallowed by black. A low

The silence in the dining hall was deafening.Killian turned and walked out as abruptly as he had arrived, leaving a room full of shattered egos and dropped jaws. He didn't look back at me. He didn't need to. The mark on my neck was a leash, invisible but heavy, tethering me to him.As soon as the door clicked shut, the explosion happened."You... you whore!" Chloe shrieked, her face turning an ugly shade of red. "You slept with him? With Killian?"Liam looked like he had been punched in the gut. He stared at the mark on my collarbone, his eyes filled with a mixture of disgust and... jealousy?"How could you, Elena?" he whispered, shaking his head. "My father? really? Is this how low you'll stoop for revenge?""Revenge?" I let out a dry, bitter laugh. "You rejected me, remember? I'm a free agent. Who I sleep with is none of your business.""It is my business when it's the King!" my father roared, slamming his fist on the table. "Do you have any idea what you've done? He's a monster! H

I kept my eyes squeezed shut as Killian carried me through the double doors of the Forbidden Wing.Growing up, the elders told us stories about this place. They said it was a dungeon filled with bones, where the exiled King tortured his enemies. They said the air smelled of sulfur and death.So, when Killian finally kicked the door shut behind us and said, "You can open your eyes now," I braced myself for a horror movie.I opened my eyes.And gasped.There were no bones. No dungeons. No sulfur.instead, I was staring at a sprawling, ultra-modern living space that looked like it belonged on the cover of an architectural magazine. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the entire pack territory, offering a view that only a King could possess. The furniture was dark leather and chrome, sleek and masculine. A fireplace crackled warmly in the corner, and the air smelled of expensive cedarwood and... sage."Disappointed?" Killian asked, his voice tinged with amusement. He was still holding me,

When I woke up the next morning, the space beside me was cold. Killian was gone.Panic flared for a split second—had he abandoned me?—until I saw the object sitting on the nightstand next to a glass of water.A brand new, sleek black smartphone.I picked it up. It was already set up. No password. I tapped the contacts icon.There was only one number saved."My King."My face heated up. Arrogant jerk. But I couldn't suppress the tiny smile that tugged at my lips. He had kept his promise.I walked out into the massive living room, wearing one of Killian’s oversized shirts that I had found draped over a chair. It smelled like him—cedar and power—and it hung down to my knees, making me look even smaller than I was.Killian was in the kitchen, leaning against the marble counter, drinking black coffee. He was wearing grey sweatpants and a tight black t-shirt that strained against his biceps.He looked up as I entered, his eyes darkening as they swept over my legs."Good morning," he rumbled

The adrenaline from our grand entrance was starting to fade, leaving me feeling a bit lightheaded. The heavy scent of wolf musk, expensive perfume, and champagne in the hall was becoming overwhelming."I need a moment," I whispered to Killian, leaning slightly against his solid frame.His hand tightened on my waist. "Do you want to leave?""No," I said, shaking my head. "I just need to use the ladies' room. I'll be right back."Killian frowned, scanning the room. "I'll escort you to the door. Don't take long."He walked me to the corridor leading to the restrooms, his eyes warning off anyone who dared to look at me too long.I slipped into the bathroom. Thankfully, it was empty. I splashed some cold water on my face, staring at my reflection. My cheeks were flushed, my eyes bright. I looked... alive.I placed a hand on my flat stomach. We did it, little one. We faced them.Just as I turned to dry my hands, the door banged open.I didn't need to turn around to know who it was. The refl