Lahat ng Kabanata ng Breed Me, Alpha King : Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 115

The cave walls seemed to press in around Cathy—the rough stone a constant reminder of her confinement. Even with Silas cleaned up, his wounds no longer bleeding, she couldn’t shake the feeling that danger lurked in every shadow. Her father’s attack had shattered her sense of safety—leaving her nerves raw and exposed.A sudden wave of triumph washed over her, followed quickly by concern. Magnus. The emotions weren’t her own, but his—transmitted through their mate bond. Cathy’s fingers twitched, longing to reach out and touch him, to know what was happening. But he was far away—embroiled in some significant event while she sat here. Useless.Frustrated by her helplessness yet relieved to be hidden from whatever turmoil Magnus faced, Cathy sought distraction. Her gaze fell on Silas, who leaned against the cave wall—his breathing finally steady.“Silas,” she began, her voice echoing slightly in the confined space. “What does it mean when a mating mark becomes a tattoo?” The question had b

The air in the cave crackled with tension as Magnus’s imposing figure filled the entrance. His golden eyes swept over Silas—narrowing at the sight of the omega’s injuries. A muscle ticked in Magnus’s jaw, barely contained power radiating from him in waves that made the hairs on Cathy’s arms stand on end.“You’re dismissed for the night, Silas,” Magnus said, his voice deceptively calm. “Get some rest.”Silas nodded—casting a worried glance Cathy’s way before limping out of the cave. The moment they were alone, Magnus’s gaze locked onto hers with laser-like intensity. She could feel the questions burning behind those amber eyes—demanding answers she wasn’t sure she was ready to give.“What happened?” he asked, his tone brooking no argument.Cathy swallowed hard—her throat suddenly dry. “It’s… it’s my father,” she managed to whisper.Magnus’s brow furrowed. “Mike? What about him?”The words stuck in her throat like shards of glass—each one painful to push out. “He’s changed, Magnus. He’s

The cave walls were cold and damp against Cathy’s skin as she stirred awake—the faint light of dawn barely penetrating the dark depths. Beside her, Magnus shifted, his powerful body radiating heat even in sleep. Cathy gazed at him—drinking in the chiseled lines of his face, the dark lashes fanning across his cheeks. In repose, he looked almost human. But Cathy knew better. Beneath the surface lurked a primal strength—an untamed wildness that both thrilled and terrified her.As if sensing her scrutiny, Magnus’s eyes fluttered open—locking with hers in the gloom. Without a word, he pulled her close, his hands roaming over her curves with a desperate tenderness. Cathy arched into his touch—her own desire rising to match his. They moved together urgently, silently—as if trying to imprint every sensation on their skin, knowing it might be their last chance.Afterwards, they lay tangled in each other’s arms—sweat cooling on their bodies. Cathy traced idle patterns on Magnus’s chest, summoni