All Chapters of The Alpha King is a Woman : Chapter 61 - Chapter 69

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She Who Cannot Be Claimed

“Me?”The word slips out before I can stop it—sharp, disbelieving, almost mocking—as I rise slowly to my full height. I drag the edge of my blade against my dress, wiping away the blood as though this entire situation weren't already absurd enough.Every muscle in my body protests after the fight, but I ignore it. The sting, the exhaustion, the lingering weakness—they all fade beneath the weight of this moment.Because suddenly… everyone is looking at me. I feel it. Their gazes press into my skin—heavy, expectant, burning.Watching. Waiting.For a reaction.A command.A submission.Or maybe… that’s just in my head.Maybe I’ve just been surrounded by too many people who expect me to bow.Either way, it irritates me.A dry scoff escapes my lips. I brush a strand of hair from my face, meeting Keal’s gaze head-on.I never belonged to Kei in the first place, so what makes him think—No. Not Kei.Keal.The audacity of this man to stand there—after everything, after interfering, manipulating

The Brother in the Shadow

“In fact,” he continues, his voice lowering until it brushes against my ear, “it almost seems like I ruined something for you.”My eyes narrow slightly.“What was it?” he murmurs darkly. “Your little moment?”My grip tightens around the knife, the leather biting into my palm as I slowly roll my wrist, easing the tension just enough to stay in control.“The part where you get your key… remove that collar… free yourself.” His gaze drifts to my neck, lingering on the cursed necklace before lifting back to my face.And when it does—there’s something in his eyes. Ugly.Possessive.It makes my skin crawl.“…and pretend you’re not just a chained dog in front of everyone?”The words land. Not because they hurt—but because of where we are.And who’s watching.I feel it immediately, the shift in the crowd. Subtle, but there. A ripple of discomfort. A few people shift. Some glance at each other, then back at me, uncertain.The insult hangs in the air, cruel and deliberate. But I don’t give him w

The Beginning of a Dangerous Game

“Am I interrupting something?”The voice cuts cleanly through the tension—soft, but sharp enough to split the moment open—and I recognise it instantly.Nora.There’s something in her tone. Not just interruption, surprise, confusion, or curiosity.Something tighter. Rawer.Hurt.My pulse spikes—not from fear, not from Keal’s hand still locked around my throat—but from that tone alone.“Ravelle.”My name leaves her mouth softer this time, but there’s something sharp beneath it—something ugly that almost sounds like jealousy.Of course.From where she’s standing, this must look like something else entirely. Not a fight—but something intimate. Like I’m pressed against him willingly, and this is some twisted moment between mates or lovers.The irony almost makes me laugh.If only she knew I was seconds away from driving a blade straight through his chest.I say nothing, not because I choose to but because I can’t.My throat is still trapped in his grip, my voice caught somewhere between de

A Bond Worse Than Chains

“I can walk on my own.”My voice comes out sharper than I intend as I tug my wrist free from Nora’s grip the moment we’re far enough from the open grounds, back in the narrow, hidden passage that leads toward the old house. The walls close in around us again, swallowing the distant noise of chaos, leaving behind only our footsteps and the tension still clinging to my skin.“You know you don’t have to obey every word he says, right?” I add, flexing my fingers where her grip had been, the faint imprint still lingering.My neck aches too—a dull, throbbing reminder of Keal’s hand wrapped around my throat earlier.Funny.For people who are supposedly fated mates, they really do have something in common—gripping others like they’re trying to leave permanent marks. Maybe that’s what the Moon Goddess saw in them.I almost scoff at the thought.Nora stops so abruptly I nearly walk into her. She spins on me with a hiss, her eyes blazing in a way I’ve never seen before. It startles me. Not soft,

A Mate Meant to Be Rejected

That—That breaks something.Nora lets out a sharp, frustrated sound—almost a scream—the echo bouncing off the narrow walls. She drags both hands through her hair and paces once, like she’s trying to outrun her own thoughts.“Fuck,” she breathes, her voice rough, stripped down to exhaustion and truth. “I know, okay? I know you’re right.”She stops and looks at me—really looks this time.“I just… didn’t want to admit it.”She rakes a finger through her hair as the weight finally settles. “I know I have to accept it sooner or later. I’ve been avoiding it because… saying it out loud makes it real. But I think…” She pauses, taking a shaky breath. “I think it’s finally time.”Another breath.“Time to let him go… for good.”I stay silent, letting her reach that conclusion on her own.“I’ll accept it,” she says at last, her voice softer, though still unsteady. “The next time I see him, I’ll accept the rejection.”Then she huffs out a weak laugh, trying—and failing—to lighten the moment.“I

Betrayal in the Bloodline

Her eyes widen at that.“And if you’d seen how Kei struggled during the attack,” I continue, glancing up at her, “you’d understand why this doesn’t add up. He was fighting fewer than twenty men—and losing ground. Covered in blood. Weak.”Nora immediately shakes her head. “That’s not possible. I’ve seen the Alpha fight. He’s not just strong—he’s terrifying. Fast. Ruthless.”“Exactly,” I reply. “There are stories of him defeating warriors ten times his size. And let’s not forget—when he was barely more than a boy, he challenged and surpassed his own father, who was Alpha, before most could even control their wolf.”I pause, letting the contrast sink in.“He should have wiped them out without breaking a sweat. Instead, he struggled. Meanwhile, his Beta—his own brother, and of a lower rank—arrived and eliminated them effortlessly.”That silences her, because now she sees it too. Something is wrong.My fingers tighten slightly against my knees.“The herb I gave you.”Her eyes snap to mine.

Where Is Nora?

I wake with a sharp inhale, like I’ve been dropped back into my body instead of gently returning to it, and for a second, everything feels… lighter.My eyes flutter open slowly, blinking against the pale morning light spilling through the curtains. There’s a strange, unfamiliar spark sitting in my chest—motivation. Determination.It burns even though—even though the emptiness is still there.My hand drifts to my chest, fingers pressing lightly as if I can feel the absence of my wolf, my strength, that constant hum of power that used to live under my skin. My lips part slightly, a faint, broken exhale slipping out.Goddess, I feel weak.Not just physically—though that’s there too—but something deeper. Something hollow that no amount of rest seems to touch.But then I picture Keal’s face—how I’ll end his pathetic life—and just like that, adrenaline rushes through me, hot and fast, chasing away the heaviness.I push myself up on the bed, ignoring the slight ache in my limbs. I roll my sh

The Lie Behind Her Eyes

I don’t even remember falling asleep, but when I open my eyes again—it's morning.Again.I blink slowly, disoriented, my body stiff from sleeping on the couch. Then I freeze when I see Nora sitting across from me.Watching me.My breath catches slightly, my body tensing as I push myself up onto my elbows, my eyes narrowing as I take her in.She’s… staring too intensely. She looks off, and there’s something in her eyes—something heavy.Guilt?Or maybe I’m imagining it.“Jeez, Nora—” I say, my voice rough as I sit up fully, rubbing my eyes with a small yawn. “How long have you been sitting there?”She doesn’t answer immediately. She just keeps looking at me before finally speaking, her voice quieter than usual.“I didn’t want to disturb you… you looked so peaceful.”Peaceful?That alone makes me frown.I’m not peaceful. I don’t do peaceful.Still, I let out a small huff of amusement, stretching slightly. Then my gaze sharpens as I really look at her.And that’s when I see it. The bandag

The Game He Already Won

The walk feels longer than it should.Or maybe it’s just the tension tightening in my body with every step.My arms wrap loosely around myself as I follow the directions Nora gave me, my eyes scanning my surroundings carefully. The further I go, the more I notice the route—reinforced gates, signal horns mounted at intervals, and elevated watchtowers looming overhead. Patrol lines move in calculated patterns, layered in inner and outer circles like a fortress built to keep something in… or something out.And when I finally reach the place, I stop. A large building stands alone, isolated, with no other structures around it.“This…?” I murmur as my confusion quickly twists into unease.This isn’t what I expected when I imagined Kei’s house. Not even close.The building stands in silence, too quiet. And for some reason, it doesn’t feel like a place Kei would live.Worse, it feels like something is watching me from the shadows.A faint shiver runs down my spine as I take a cautious step fo

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