Todos los capítulos de The Alpha King is a Woman : Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

Kei’s eyes are pure murder, already calculating a thousand ways to end him, to make him beg, before my father roars—indirectly saving Darius from Kei’s ultimate wrath.“You fool!” My father’s voice shakes the hall. “You dare speak and act after your disgrace?” He points sharply at Elena’s crumpled form on the floor. “You marked and mated another woman and still have the nerve to claim my daughter in front of her fated mate?”His voice drips with contempt. “You should be on your knees, thanking Alpha Kei for saving my kingdom from the humiliation you brought upon us.”Darius stammers, panic leaking from every pore. “I was deceived! This was her plan—the princess planned this! She should be punished! Can’t you all see—this was all her doing!”“And you fell for it,” I say sweetly, tilting my head, eyes gleaming. “Like the fool you are. Funny, really. You thought you could claim me, break me into pieces. Instead… I made you lose everything.”His face twists.“Oh, the great Alpha Darius,”

The moment we step into my chambers, I feel it.The bond. It hums. Pulls.Kei freezes for half a second—then turns into an absolute menace. He starts prowling, circling the room like a wolf let loose in a perfume shop. He touches the curtains, runs his fingers along the bedpost and the back of my chair, inhales like he’s trying to memorize the air itself.He stops near my wardrobe and closes his eyes for a second, jaw tightening, his expression turning into something that is definitely not polite.“Stop touching my things,” I snap, already irritated because he’s practically dragging me around with him as he does this.He opens his eyes and looks at me like I’ve just told the sun to stop being hot.“I can’t help it,” he says honestly. “Your scent is everywhere. It’s… driving me insane.”That should not do things to my stomach.And yet, it does.He drags a hand over his face, visibly trying to rein himself in. “Tomorrow, we’re taking all of this. Your clothes. Your books. Whatever you w

For a full heartbeat, the world stops.King?Did she just say—I stare at her, certain I misheard. But I didn’t. It’s obvious. It’s as if the fire has finally driven her mad.King.Not queen.Not princess.King.The word lands harder than the collapsing buildings behind us. Harder than the heat licking at my skin.In all my years—in every archive, every war chronicle, every ancient text passed down from Alpha to Alpha, every history scroll, every legend recited at council fires, every law carved into stone—not once have I heard a woman claim that title.There has never been a female king.It does not exist in our history.It is not written.It is not spoken.Not even in rebellion.Not even in madness.And yet she stands in the center of my burning territory and declares it like truth.In the middle of my pack’s ruin.The audacity nearly steals my breath.No—it makes me laugh.How dare she?A woman calling herself King.My mind flashes back to the throne room. Her father’s tight expres

I never thought I would be the one saving Ashen Vale. If anyone had asked me yesterday, I would have said, 'Let it burn.'Let it all burn—especially after the way their Beta treated me and the way their Alpha spoke to me.But fire doesn’t ask who deserves to live.And unlike their Alphas, I don’t rank lives. I don’t weigh a soul and decide if it’s worth oxygen.I definitely don’t choose who gets to live based on whether they can breed.The memory of Kei’s voice—so calm, so certain—makes my stomach twist.Save the male pups first.Then the fertile women.As if the rest are animals past expiration.So if a woman can’t bear children, she burns?If she’s too old? Too young? Too broken? Just a girl—weak and inconvenient?She just… dies?Disgust floods me so fast it nearly chokes me.And the worst part?He says it like it’s normal. Like that’s simply how things are done.For a fleeting second, I almost believe he is different.But at the end of the day, he isn’t. He still sees the world th

The tears fall before I can stop them. Not loud or dramatic—just quiet, stubborn drops sliding down my cheeks, making me look weak.She believes in me. Even now.Even trapped in that palace with him.I wipe them away quickly, but they keep coming, blurring the ink.Handsome.Powerful.Different.Tame his heart.My mother has always believed in diplomacy wrapped in silk and strategy hidden behind a smile.But this is war and I know Kei is scheming.He did not bring me here out of kindness.He did not free me because he suddenly believes in equality and tea parties.He has a plan, which makes his current disappearance very suspicious.Seriously—where has he gone?It is almost unsettling.I inhale slowly, forcing the emotion down.I cannot afford softness, especially not here, in Kei’s pack. I quickly wipe my cheeks again when I hear the door open.Without turning, I call out casually, “I warned you already, Keal. If my food isn’t ready, I will eat your head and drink your blood if neces