บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha King is a Woman : บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 89

The field is already in chaos by the time I arrive.Blood.Smoke.Fear.The scent of my pack members death hangs so heavily in the air it almost chokes me, and silence crashes over the crowd like a violent wave.Then chaos follows immediately after.Gasps.Whispers.And my wolf, my wolf is barely under control. I can feel the beast pacing violently beneath my skin, snarling and clawing to break free again.Kill him.Rip his throat out.Take back our mate.My heartbeat pounds brutally against my ribs as I force myself to stay in control.Barely.It’s hard. Too hard.It takes every ounce of strength I have not to completely lose myself to the wildness consuming me because the beast had been trapped for too long.Suppressed.Tortured.Starved.Poisoned.And now that it’s finally free again? All it wants is destruction. And at the center of that destruction—Is my brother.It wants his blood.It wants Keal dead.I can still feel the aftermath of the massacre behind me. Bodies litter the du

Blood drips steadily from my knuckles onto the grass beneath me.The field around us looks like a battlefield now, the scent of death and rage burning through the night air. Bodies lie scattered everywhere, most of them belonging to the masked men, while the survivors groan weakly in pain.Around us, pack warriors stand frozen between horror and disbelief as the truth about Keal is finally exposed for everyone to see. The surviving pack members and elders keep their distance, terrified to interfere as the two sons of their late Alpha prepare to destroy each other.And at the center of it all, Keal stands across from me, breathing heavily, blood smeared across his mouth and jaw while madness gleams in his eyes. Ravelle still struggles furiously in his grip.For one long moment, neither of us moves, and the entire field feels frozen.I wipe blood from the corner of my mouth with the back of my hand before rolling my shoulders despite the pain tearing through my body.Then I stare direct

The first thing I feel when consciousness returns is discomfort.A strange, disorienting heaviness settles over me, like my body no longer belongs to me.Every muscle aches.My limbs feel weighed down and a dull nausea twists unpleasantly in my stomach as I slowly force my eyes open.White ceilings.The sharp scent of medicine.Soft beeping sounds somewhere nearby.The hospital.A wave of bitterness crashes through me instantly.Perfect.As if my life couldn’t become any more miserable.Then I feel it. Warm fingers wrapped tightly around mine.My gaze slowly lowers and there he is.Kei.Sleeping in the chair beside my bed with his head resting against the mattress near my arm, still holding my hand like he’s terrified I’ll disappear if he lets go.His dark hair is messy.There are dried bloodstains smeared across his jaw and throat. Fresh bandages wrap around his shoulder and chest from the fight with Keal, though most of the wounds already seem to be healing.And despite everything,

The door clicks shut behind Kei, and suddenly the room feels unbearably quiet.It's too quiet. Too empty. Too hopeless. I stare at the door long after he's gone, a foolish part of me waiting for him to burst back in, to take it all back, to finally understand and give me the key.But he doesn't because Kei never understands until it's too late, until the damage is irreparable.A broken laugh escapes my lips, a dry, rattling sound. Then another, until suddenly the laughter dissolves into ugly, painful sobs that tear through my chest and leave me gasping for air.I curl into myself on the stiff hospital bed, my fingers clutching the thin sheets, my shoulders shaking violently.Everything hurts. My body aches from the assault, my heart is a shattered ruin, my future is a cage, and my dreams have turned to ash. I cry until my throat burns and my eyes sting, until there are simply no tears left. And when the crying finally stops, the emptiness that rushes in to fill the void is somehow