All Chapters of The Little Canary of the Alpha: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Brielle POV.Slowly, my eyes opened.The first thing I saw was the familiar wooden ceiling of my room. The cool breeze was blowing through the window, and everything was quiet. The anger, the shouting, the pain in my head... it all felt like a distant dream.I turned my head slowly to the side.My breath hitched.Elion was there. He was sleeping right next to me.His face looked so peaceful, yet so tired. There were dark circles under his eyes, and his skin was still pale. He was lying on his side, facing me. One of his arms was draped heavily over my waist, holding me tight, as if even in his sleep, he was afraid I would run away.I stared at him, my heart feeling heavy and confused.What happened last night?I remembered everything. I remembered asking him to choose. I remembered telling him goodbye. And then... that pain. That strange sound inside my head.Did I faint? Did he carry me back here?I looked at his hand holding me. I should push it away. I should be mad. I should get u

Elion's POVMy heart was still pounding wildly, feeling like it was about to burst out of my chest. The fear of losing her was so intense that it made my whole body ache, worse than any wound I had ever received.‘God... don't let her go. Please. I can't breathe just thinking about a life without her.’I held her tightly, afraid that if I let go even for a second, she would vanish. Slowly, gently, I guided her back towards the bed. I made her sit down, and then I sat right beside her, never letting go of her hands.I looked into her eyes—eyes filled with tears, hurt, and so much determination—and I felt a wave of relief wash over me. I bought time. I promised her two weeks. Two weeks to find a way... a way to tell her the truth without destroying her.

Brielle POV.He sank in farther, his c*ck gliding through my wetness with a slick, deliberate thrust that filled me completely, until our hips met in a flush of skin against skin. The friction was exquisite, his hardness rubbing against my sensitive inner walls in a way that made stars burst behind my eyelids, every nerve ending alive with the raw, primal connection. I could smell the musky scent of our arousal mingling in the air, a heady blend of his earthy sweat and my own sweet, tangy essence, and it only heightened the moment, making me arch beneath him as a low moan escaped my throat. "Brielle," he groaned, his voice rough with restraint, as if savoring the tightness enveloping him, and I felt his hands grip my hips, fingers digging into my flesh just enough to leave faint marks. The candlelight flickered across his face, casting shadows that accent

Brielle POV.The silence that followed his departure was heavy, suffocating. I stood frozen in the doorway, my hand still outstretched, my heart aching with every step Elion took away from me. I could feel his pain reverberating through our bond—a sharp, cold ache that mirrored my own panic. He was the Alpha, the most powerful man in the pack, yet he had retreated simply because I asked him to, sacrificing his pride and his claim for my wish.And he was hurting. I could feel it like a physical weight in my chest."Brielle?"Kael’s voice pulled me back to the present. I turned slowly to face him, trying to smooth the shock and turmoil from my features. He stood there looking hopeful, completely unaware of the earthquake that had just shaken the foundation of this house. H

Elion POV.I stood by the wall, watching her in the large mirror as she stood before the vanity, brushing her hair. Every movement she made, every soft turn of her head, was like a knife twisting in my gut.She was getting ready. For him.For Kael.My blood was boiling, my vision tinted red with the sheer, unadulterated rage coursing through my veins. My wolf was snarling, pacing violently behind my ribs, screaming at me to end this. Kill him, the beast roared. Slash his throat. Rip his heart out. He touches what is ours, he dies.And I wanted to. Gods, how I wanted to. I could do it. I could