All Chapters of The Alpha King is a Woman : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Nora pulls away from me as if my words burned her.For a moment, I think she’s going to cry again—but she doesn’t as she rises to her feet, and I feel the shift in her before I even fully see it.It’s subtle but it’s there.Her shoulders square. Her spine stiffens like steel being forced into shape. Her hands curl into fists at her sides as though she’s holding herself together by sheer will.The softness that had filled her eyes moments ago disappears—completely swallowed by something sharper.Guarded.Defensive."I am an Omega,” she says, her voice steadier than it has any right to be, considering the redness still lingering in her eyes. “The lowest rank. The kind people step over, look down on, and forget exists.”She shakes her head, like she’s trying to dislodge my words from her mind—like denial alone might make them disappear.“I clean. I cook. I follow orders. That’s all I am. I don’t know what you think you saw or what you think you know—but you’re wrong.”Her fingers fidget

The words taste like ash in my mouth.For a second, I stand there—just looking at her, searching her face for something… anything that tells me she might change her mind.She doesn’t. All I see is conflict, fear, and that same stubborn, desperate attachment to a man who would gladly break her if it suited him.The mate bond. It clouds judgment, softens logic, turns strength into hesitation.The disappointment settles into my chest slowly. Not sharp or loud. Just… heavy. Like something inside me finally gives up.“Of course,” I murmur, more to myself than to her.What did I even expect? That she’d choose me over her mate? That she’d abandon everything she’s ever believed in for someone she barely knows?A humorless breath slips past my lips.Stupid.I should have known better than to rely on her.I let out a slow breath, and with it, whatever expectation I had left.“…Alright,” I say quietly. My voice doesn’t sound like mine anymore.It sounds distant. Detached.Because now I know one

I’m on my feet in an instant, my heart nearly stopping as I glance around, searching for an escape—but there’s no time. I drop low and slide under the desk just as the handle turns and the door opens.Footsteps.No.No, no, no—Right now, I can’t smell. I can’t sense anything. All I have is sound… and sight.The footsteps move further into the room.Closer.Closer.I don’t move or breathe. I just wait.Every muscle in my body locks as the chair creaks above me. The sound of someone settling into it echoes through the silence and the wood groans softly under his weight.I swallow hard, my breath shallow and controlled. Then realization crashes into me so fast it nearly forces a curse out of my mouth.I’m trapped.There’s no slipping out now.No quiet escape without being seen.I press myself further beneath the desk, barely daring to breathe, my eyes instinctively dropping to the polished boots in front of me.They look familiar, and something in my gut twists.That’s not Keal. If it

Before I can form a retort, he moves with a speed that steals my breath. His hands grip my waist, and he lifts me aggressively seating me on the edge of his large desk that is cool against the back of my thighs despite the fire burning in my veins.He pushes my knees apart with his hips, stepping into the space I've unwillingly offered him, and the hard, thick ridge of his cock presses insistently against the soaked silk of my panties, a blatant promise of what's to come."Kei—" I start, my voice coming out as a breathy gasp."Shut up, Revelle," he commands, his voice a low growl that vibrates through me. His hands slide from my waist, tracing the curve of my hips before his fingers hook into the lace of my panties. With a single, sharp tug, the fabric gives way, the sound of it tearing impossibly loud in the hushed office. The audacity, the sheer strength, sends a jolt of liquid heat straight to my core.He doesn't grant me a second to process. He sinks to his knees before me, his po

The soft click of the door closing behind her is the loudest sound in the world, followed by a silence so absolute it's deafening.Even as whatever control I have left snaps clean in half, I stand there, rooted to the spot, my body still thrumming with a violent, unsatisfied energy. My cock is a throbbing, painful steel rod trapped behind the fabric of my pants, a constant, aching reminder of what I've been denied. Every beat of my heart sends a fresh wave of agony through it, the pressure so intense it's a physical torment."FUCK!" I roar, the word tearing from my throat as I drive my fist into the heavy oak door. The wood splinters under the force, a satisfying crack that does nothing to ease the fury burning in my veins."Keal!" I snarl his name like a dark, dangerous curse, my voice echoing in the empty room. "Of all the goddamn times to play the concerned brother!"I stumble back, running a hand through my hair, my breath coming in harsh, ragged pants as I begin to pace the leng