All Chapters of Alpha's Games of Lies & Lust : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

133 Chapters

Chapter 31: Shadows on the Sand

Zoriana spent the evening and the following morning in her room. It was a strategic retreat; partly to catch up on the mountain of tasks piling up at ZRoux and her own pack, and partly because she couldn't bring herself to face Tristan. She sent word through Roman that she had urgent pack matters to attend to and wouldn't return until the following morning. Since she hadn't packed an extensive wardrobe, she chose her outfit with care. “Wow. Your mate won't be able to take his eyes off you,” Kalina exclaimed. Zoriana gave herself one last glance in the mirror. She wore a wine-red midi dress with puff sleeves that added a touch of theatrical flair to her silhouette. The sweetheart neckline was sharp, while the fabric hugged her curves in all the right places. She pulled her hair back into an effortless ponytail, leaving a few stray wisps to frame her face and draw attention to the simple strand of pearls at her throat. To finish the look, she stepped into black stiletto sandals wit

Chapter 32: The Puppet Master’s Grip

Milana moved cautiously through the forest toward the pack borders. It was Tuesday, the day for sharing updates. Her expression tightened as she reached the usual meeting spot; instead of the typical errand boy, she found the devil himself waiting for her—the man she hated with every fibre of her soul.“Not happy to see me, my dear?” he cackled.“No, just a little surprised,” she said, trying to steady her voice and plaster on a fake smile. “Everything is going according to plan, so I didn't expect a visit. I’ve ensured the loyalty of Alphas Ryder, Clayton, and Fabian to the crown.”He stepped closer, circling her like a predator. A strange, dark rage shimmered in his eyes that Milana couldn't quite decipher. She trembled as he pressed himself against her back.“The question is... are you loyal?” he hissed into her ear. His hot breath brushed her earlobe, sending a sickening mix of goosebumps—half pleasure, half terror—down her spine.“Yo

Chapter 33: Cracks in the Narrative

As night poured over the territory like dark water, Zoriana stripped away her fancy outfit. She pulled on black cargo pants, a matching t-shirt, and a heavy hoodie. In her pockets, she stashed her tactical gear and the tranquillizer darts Braydon had provided.“Good luck to us,” Kalina whispered. Zoriana moved like a living shadow toward the Iron Heart border.She crouched behind a dense thicket, scanning the perimeter. As expected, three guards were stationed near the line, their eyes occasionally drifting toward the cluster of cottages. Zoriana glanced at her watch.Right on cue, two wolves raced out of the brush, skidding to a halt just before the border. The guards rushed forward to intercept the intruders, only to stop dead as the wolves shifted into two breathtaking women.“Hello. We meant no harm. We’re from the Shadow Fang pack,” Aella said, fluttering her lashes with a look of sweet, misplaced innocence. “We were out hunting and got carri

Chapter 34: The Alpha’s Impossible Choice

“Are you sure she’s even in her pack?” Laura whined, still pouting about being on the road so early.“Maybe not, but we need to deliver the invitation. The mating ceremony is next week, and she deserves to receive it personally—or at least, I’ll give it to her Beta,” Clayton replied, his grip tightening on the steering wheelToday, his wolf was restless, pacing anxiously in his mind. Even though he usually adored Laura, her constant complaining was grating on his nerves. They drove in silence, Laura’s lips curled in a persistent pout.“GPS says it’s somewhere around here,” Clayton noted.“'Somewhere?' There aren't even proper borders or gates,” Laura ranted. Clayton shot her a look of total displeasure, causing her to bite her lip. She knew she was pushing it; until she was officially Luna and carrying his pup, she needed to stay on his good side.“Oh, thinking about the pup...” she murmured silently to herself. She leaned over,

Chapter 35: Unsealed Bonds

Clayton remained frozen. Mounia gave him one final look of disappointment and raw hurt, her chin lifting with defiant pride.“It was...nice to meet you. Excuse me, I have urgent tasks to complete,” she muttered. Mounia turned and strode away, her posture as straight as a spear.Clayton watched her go, unable to move. His wolf was roaring, clawing at his insides, begging him to follow his mate. But he stood rooted to the spot, still wrapped in Laura’s arms and her cloying, sweet scent.“Some things never change,” Zoriana said, her voice dripping with bitterness.Laura swiftly snatched the golden envelope from Clayton’s hand and passed it to Zoriana with a triumphant grin. “We’re so happy to invite you to our mating ceremony, Zoriana,” she cooed.Zoriana opened the envelope, staring at the gilded invitation in disbelief. “Can I speak with my father alone, please?”Laura’s lips thinned into a hard line. “We don’t have secrets. You c

Chapter 36: Fantastically Exhausted

It was time to return to the Iron Heart pack. Zoriana sighed as she reviewed the balance in her pack’s bank account. Although the ZRoux had already brought in significant revenue, the numbers were sobering once the warriors' wages, supplies, and building materials were deducted. Only five thousand dollars remained. She knew that upon completion of her mission, she would receive five million dollars—enough to ensure her pack never struggled again. Yet, the thought of the end brought her no peace. Tristan’s execution would bring her only sorrow. She wasn't even sure he was as guilty as charged, nor was she certain the life of a Queen was truly her calling, even if Gael was the right man for her. She covered her eyes with her palm for a moment to steady her breath. When she looked at the screen again, she gasped. The balance had jumped to five hundred thousand dollars. Disbelieving, she checked the tran

Chapter 37: The Engraved Secret

The cottage was empty.There wasn't even a trace that anyone had been there. The cabinets were bare, the bedsheets were crisp and new, and the lingering scent of the injured she-wolf was gone—replaced by the clinical smell of lavender and soap from freshly washed floors.Zoriana huffed in a mix of disappointment and growing fear. What had happened to the woman? Was she dead? Trafficked? Or simply sent back to her pack? She sat on the edge of the bed, her thoughts racing, when she saw something shimmer near the floorboards. Zoriana reached down and picked up a delicate golden bracelet. She flipped it over in her fingers; the engraving read: “Lila”.Zoriana sighed and bit her lip. Perhaps it belonged to the Omega who had cleaned the cottage, but she felt a bone-deep certainty that it belonged to the wolf she had met the night before.“Where are you now, Lila?” she whispered.Knowing the Town Hall meeting would conclude soon, she slipped out

Chapter 38: Her Majesty

Flavia entered the Queen’s private lounge and bowed low.Queen Calista sat gracefully in a velvet armchair, idly petting the Pomeranian on her lap.She was in her forties but possessed the flawless skin and toned figure of a twenty-year-old she-wolf—her chestnut colour hair shined, and her aura radiated a power that commanded the room. Only the sharp wisdom in her sky-blue eyes betrayed her true age.“Flavia, my dear child, are you unwell? You look so pale,” the Queen said sweetly. “Please, have some pastries.”At a sharp look from the Queen, an Omega servant immediately began filling Flavia’s plate.“Thank you, Your Majesty,” Flavia said with a heavy sigh, looking as if she were on the verge of tears. “I am well, but I’ve started to have such doubts about myself.”“Pour us some wine and leave us,” Calista commanded the servant. Once the door clicked shut, she turned back to Flavia. “Just call me Calista, or mother. You are like

Chapter 39: Bloodline Bonds

Ryder was staring at pack ledgers, the numbers blurring before his eyes, when a pale Matteo barged into the study without knocking. His eyes were wide, and his hands were visibly trembling. “Are we under attack?” Ryder jumped to his feet, his wolf rising to the surface. “Worse,” Matteo muttered. “Your father is here. And he’s furious.” The door swung open with a violent crash. Former Alpha Ryan strode in, his presence filling the room with suffocating authority. “What the hell is this?” he roared, his chest heaving. “Depends on what you’re referring to, Father,” Ryder replied, trying to maintain his composure. “I departed for a few years to fulfil your mother’s dream of travelling the world. I left a flourishing pack in your hands!” Ryan paced the room like a caged beast. “And I return, looking forward to the Royal Ball, only to find this absolute damn mess.” “Father, just calm d

Chapter 40: The Ballroom Battlefield

Tristan looked toward the stairs and held his breath. Zoriana paused at the top, her fingers brushing the cold marble railing. Her black gown was a masterpiece, looking as though it had been designed specifically for her. The intricate beadwork caught the dim light, shimmering like dragon scales, while the feathered shoulder accents arched upward like the wings of a fallen angel, framing her face in a regal glow. As she began her slow descent, the daring plunge of the neckline became the focal point. The sheer, beaded fabric dipped dangerously low, highlighting the elegant curve of her throat and the silken expanse of her chest. It offered a breathless view of her cleavage—just enough to reveal the tempting fullness of her breasts, firm and perfectly contoured beneath the structured bodice. Every step she took caused the light to dance across her flawless skin, making her look like a tempting goddess.

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