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All Chapters of Too Late To Beg, My Alpha: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Chapter One

Dahlia’s POV“Why did you come to the banquet?? I told you to stay inside."I whirled around, but before I could utter a word, a slap landed across my face. I staggered backwards, the wet mop clattering to the floor“Didn't you hear me? How dare you!”I raised my hand off my burning cheek and raised my head to look at my aunt. She stood there like the devil, hands on her hips, her eyes burning with fire. I didn't know whether she was referring to the messy leftovers and bones I ate off the dishes as I washed them. But I opened my mouth to answer.“I didn't eat the leftovers, Lunar Jane,” I said slowly. “The remaining food after the banquet is still in the kitchen.”“I told you not to show your face around the area, but you kept moving up and down, distracting our honorable guests with your dirty clothes and your stupid long hair.”“I'm sorry, Lunar."Another slap landed on my face, directly on my eye, and I lost my balance and tripped onto the floor.The stinging effect of the slap sh

Chapter Two

Dahlia’s POV“Dahlia, leave! Go wherever you want, but leave this house!”Those words sent shockwaves through my body, widening my excitement and surprise. Alpha Darius was asking me to leave the pack. He was setting me free. I would leave the shithole and go into the big city. I could find any menial job and join a sorority house. I could study for a college scholarship and become a doctor, a lawyer, or a journalist. I had never felt so alive. I was finally free of the suffering and the pain. I wanted to cry out with joy!But the strong hands around my waist suddenly jolted into my mind, forcing me back to reality. I raised my head, heart thundering in my chest.His eyes were on me—dark, unreadable, but intense enough to make me forget how to breathe.“You are my mate," he rasped, his voice deep yet soft. "I've been looking for my whole life; I've been in pain.”“Hmm...” I stuttered, my lips trembling. “I'm sorry...”“This is all a huge misunderstanding, Alpha Darryn,” my uncle sudde

Chapter Three

Dahlia’s POVThe impact of the fall was harsh. Falling off the 3rd floor in a large mansion, as this should have left me with a broken neck. But my Alpha bones were stronger. Around 2 a.m., I slowly regained consciousness. The moon was bright, and the gentle breeze caressed my bare skin. I looked around. I was in the flower garden, and behind me was the apple tree under which Lunar Jane hosted her coffee parties.I gathered my long gown with my hand as I hoisted myself up, struggling to remain on my feet. I had sustained a huge gash on my forehead, and it bled into my eyes. Climbing back through the window at such a height was impossible. But I doubted that the guards at the entrance would let me in. So I decided to spend the rest of the night at the home of Madame Boston, the woman who babysat me as a child, before my father passed away.The path to the tiny cottage she lived in was long, dark, and sloppy, but I found determination in my neediness. I gathered the long ball Darryn bou

Chapter Four

DAHLIA’S POVNot long after I settled into my new bedroom, a maid knocked softly on my door with the news that Alpha Darryn had requested to see me.My wolf stirred inside me, releasing a small, hopeful howl. Yet beneath that excitement lived fear. Alpha Darryn would change everything—my life, my name, and my fate. He would give me wealth, status, and protection, but power had never been kind to me. What if his gentleness was temporary? What if, once claimed, he became no different from the others?We had just met. Powerful men were rarely soft forever.But as days turned into weeks and weeks into months, my fears slowly dissolved.Darryn proved himself to be nothing like the men I had known. He was fierce when it came to politics and war, yet patient and respectful with me. He did not rush the mating bond. He did not demand my body or my obedience. He waited until I was ready, until I trusted him, and somehow, I did.He showered me with gifts, jewels, gowns, rare paintings, and canva

Chapter Five

Dahlia's POV What did I do to deserve this? I would never kill anyone. Yes, I'd killed a rabbit once, and Madam Boston had berated me afterward. Does that sound like a woman who murders an Alpha? Does that sound like anyone who has ever taken a life with intention and cold blood and whatever stillness you need inside yourself to do something like that?”That is when the crying started again, which I was not going to pretend I had any control over anymore. It came in waves now.I would be sitting here completely still, staring at the cave wall, telling myself to think practically—find water, find food, stay hidden—and then the memory just arrived. The way everyone had looked at me that night made me wail louder. The circle of faces, all of them gone cold overnight, people I had shared meals with and bowed to and tried so hard to be good enough for, and they looked at me like I was already guilty.Like the accusation was the verdict. Like, I did not even deserve a few seconds of doub

Chapter Six

Dahlia's POVOkay, so the woman standing at the foot of my bed had just told me she was my mother, and my first coherent thought was that I must have hit my head harder than I realised during whatever happened in that cave.I stared at her; she stared back."My mother," I said, "is dead."She didn't flinch. That was the first strange thing — most people, when you tell them something that contradicts their entire claim, will at least flinch. She stood there with her hands pressed together, knuckles white, and looked at me with eyes that were doing something I didn't have the language for yet."That is what your father's brother told everyone," she said. "It was easier than the truth.""My uncle Darius." The name felt like a stone in my mouth. "He told me what my grandmother told me. Everyone—""Everyone was told what Darius needed them to believe." Her voice was very careful, the way voices get when a person has been rehearsing a conversation for years and is terrified of getting it wr

Chapter Seven

Dahlia's POVLater that evening, Illara's condition worsened, and she coughed up blood.We were sitting by the fireplace, where she was telling me stories of what had happened in those years when she fled. Then she turned away from me mid-sentence and pressed a cloth to her mouth, and I heard the sound of it.When she brought the cloth down, the evidence was clear, and she folded it away, but I'd already seen it.Yes, she was ill; she did look pale, but I didn't think it was that bad."How long?" I said. “How long have you been ill?”She looked at me. "A while, but I'll be fine." She smiled through the pain."Illara." Don't judge me yet; I just met her. We'll get used to calling her "Mom" later."Six months," she said. "Perhaps seven. The healer is managing it."I didn't know what to do with that information, so I did the only thing I could think of, which was to slide from the chair to the floor in front of her and lift her foot into my lap. She made a sound of protest. I ignored it.

Chapter Eight

DAHLIA'S POVI dreamt about the baby before I understood it was a dream.We were walking home from the grocery store, and my baby was walking faster ahead of me.“Baby,” I struggled under the weight of the grocery bags. I paused. My baby was seven months old, which means he wasn't supposed to be walking.That was the first wrong thing. He shouldn't have been, not yet, not at whatever age he was in the dream, which felt like months but moved like years.In a split second, the scenery changed, and we were in a strange house. He crossed the floor of a room I didn't recognize, bare feet on cold stone, and he turned and looked at me with eyes that were not entirely his own.They were old ones with wolf eyes. The kind that has seen more than one life. He opened his mouth and said something I couldn't hear, and then the cold came up through the floor, and I woke up with my hand pressed flat against my stomach and my heart running like I had been chased.The baby kicked twice, sharply, as if

Chapter Nine

Petra's PovI was not cruel. I want that said plainly because I know how it looks from the outside—the woman who doesn't want the pregnant girl to stay, the one with the hard eyes and the harder opinions.I know what kind of story makes me tick. I have heard it told about women like me before, and I have noticed that the people who tell it are usually the ones who have never had to be responsible for keeping other people alive.I had been responsible for this settlement's stores, schedules, supply runs, and borders for six years. I had done this through two Alpha council raids and one winter that should have killed four of the children, and didn't because I had counted and planned and made decisions that no one else wanted to make.That was not cruelty. That was what survival looked like from the inside.The girl was a risk, a liability that would cost us not only our homes but also our lives.Not because of who she was—I had no particular feeling about her as a person. She was capabl

Chapter Ten

Darryn's PovThe fire had burned low, but I hadn't moved to tend it.I sat in the chair by the window with a glass I hadn't drunk from in an hour and stared at the middle distance where nothing was, and I thought about Darius.From the way he had died and what the healer had said, mumbling some medical shit, the only thing I understood was that he'd died by poisoning, which meant someone who had been close enough, long enough, to do it without detection.The evidence pointed in one direction, and I had spent weeks telling myself that evidence and truth were not always the same thing, which was either wisdom or cowardice, and I could not, in the honest dark of this room, decide which.Dahlia.She was the person who had gone to give him the food, and minutes later, he was lying dead, blood dripping down the side of his face.I didn't want to believe that the same innocent girl that I'd seen the night someone had thrown her from the third floor, and she had landed wrong and gotten up any

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