All Chapters of The Ruthless Alpha Knelt at My Feet: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Sage’s PovI had just sent the signed divorce agreement.My finger hovered over the screen for half a second after the confirmation message appeared, as if I expected the words to change. They didn’t. The document was gone, forwarded to my lawyer, sealed with my name at the bottom like a quiet execution.It should have felt final.Instead, my chest felt hollow.The hospital room was dim, the lights lowered out of courtesy rather than care. Daisy’s bed was still there, untouched. I hadn’t allowed anyone to move it yet. I wasn’t ready for the space to disappear. The scent of antiseptic clung to the air, sharp and clean, completely wrong for a room that had held her last breath.The door slammed open.I didn’t need to look up to know who it was. My wolf stirred faintly, not in recognition, but in warning.“Sage!” Aleric crossed the room in long strides and pulled me into his arms before I could react. His grip was tight, desperate even, his face pressing into my hair.“I’m so sorry,” he

Sage’s PovWhen I woke up, the first thing I noticed was that I was in a large room. I lay still for a moment, blinking as my eyes adjusted to the soft light.The ceiling above me was high, painted with intricate depictions of werewolves and humans. A crystal chandelier hung in the center. Thick curtains framed tall windows, and the scent in the air was clean, faintly herbal, nothing like antiseptic. The bed beneath me was wide and impossibly soft, layered with fine sheets that felt cool against my skin.This was definitely not a pack infirmary. I turned my head slowly, my body aching but stable, and saw two men sitting on the other side of the bed chamber.One was older, tall even while seated, his posture straight and commanding. His hair was dark with strands of silver at the temples, his face sharp and dignified.Beside him sat a younger man. He had similar features, same jawline, same deep-set eyes, but his expression was more openly concerned. His arms were crossed, and he leane

Sage’s PovI stood over Cassius’s leg, the overhead lights bright and immense as my gloved hands steady moved to begin the operation.The wound was ugly. Torn muscle, fractured bone, and deep punctures where the bear trap had bitten into him like a hungry jaw. Yet even as I cleaned away the blood, I noticed something that made my breath hitch.The tissue was already regenerating. Slowly, yes, but undeniably.I frowned slightly as I worked, my fingers gentle but precise. “Your healing speed,” I said, keeping my voice even. “It’s… fast, even for an Alpha.”Cassius lay flat on the bed, his hands gripping the metal rails on either side. His jaw was clenched so tightly I could see the muscles jumping beneath his skin.“My wolf doesn’t like being restrained,” he replied through his teeth. “He heals faster when he’s angry.”“That’s not how biology works,” I muttered, though a part of me, my healer’s instinct, was impressed by what I saw.I flushed the wound thoroughly, removing debris and da

Sage’s PovThe day of the banquet arrived soon enough. From the moment I woke up, the palace felt different. The corridors buzzed with quiet urgency. Servants moved faster than usual, their footsteps light but purposeful. The air smelled faintly of fresh flowers and polish, the kind that meant something important was about to happen.I sat in front of the mirror while two attendants adjusted my hair, their fingers careful, almost reverent. I barely recognized the woman staring back at me. Not because she looked unfamiliar, but because she looked powerful.My father had gone all out.Actually, that was an understatement.The Werewolf King did nothing in half measures, especially when it came to family. Every piece of clothing laid out for me had been chosen with obsessive care. The gown alone was enough to make my breath catch. Deep midnight blue, cut perfectly to my body, with fine silver embroidery that shimmered like starlight when it caught the light. The fabric felt cool and expe

Aleric’s PovI hadn’t planned to attend the banquet.In fact, I had dismissed it entirely when the invitation first arrived. Royal celebrations were loud, political, and full of people pretending to enjoy one another. I had enough of that in my own pack.That changed the moment I heard Sage would be there.Not just attending, but invited as a special guest of the Werewolf King himself.The news hit like a sharp twist in my chest. I didn’t stop to question it. I didn’t pause to think through the consequences. I simply ordered my coat, summoned Daniel, and left.By the time we arrived, the banquet hall was already overflowing.Golden light spilled from massive chandeliers, reflecting off polished marble floors and jeweled table settings. Music drifted through the air, lively and controlled, the kind meant to impress without overwhelming. Guards lined the walls, their posture relaxed but alert.Daniel stayed close as we were ushered inside.“She’s here,” he said quietly, leaning toward m