Lahat ng Kabanata ng ALPHA'S DARK PAYMENT. HE REJECTED HER. HIS WOLF CHOSE HER.: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

KANE’S CHAMBERS — NIGHTElara still stood where Kane had left her.Her legs trembled, but she didn’t move. Pain was familiar. Waiting was familiar. Obedience had long stopped feeling like a choice.The door opened.Kane entered without sparing her a glance; he removed his gloves at a slow pace. He placed them on the table as if everything in this room existed to obey his order... including her.“You were struck today,” he said.“Yes, my lord.”“Not by me.”She shook her head.“That was a mistake,” Kane continued calmly. “One that shouldn't have happened... has been corrected... and will never happen again.”Elara swallowed. “Because Lady Anika disobeyed you.”“Yes.”He finally turned to her.“But do not misunderstand why that angered me.”Her heart thudded painfully.“You are not protected,” Kane said flatly. “You are restricted.”He stepped closer, stopping just within her space.“Hopefully, you haven't forgotten why you are here, Elara?”She hesitated. “Because…“You summoned me.”Ka

BLOOD MOON THRONE ROOM. ****************Alpha Kane listened in silence as each warrior blunt out their complaints one after the other. He didn’t look up at them; instead, he focused on the reports spread across the table, flipping through them and tossing each aside as he finished reading.“What do we have here, Jimmy?” Kane asked when he opened the last report.“Alpha,” Jimmy bowed deeply and stepped forward.“Go on,” Kane ordered, his voice calm but dangerous.“Alpha, the rogue wolves from the East we reported last time... they haven’t stopped their missions. From what we’ve gathered, they crossed the boundary last night and entered the people’s houses. They robbed them of their properties and goods. They also invaded farms, destroyed crops, and took livestock.”Kane’s eyes darkened.“What about the warriors guarding the boundary?” he asked coldly. “How did they manage to pass through the pack gate? Aren’t you afraid to bring this matter b

The air between them turned thick, heavy with tension.Kane’s breathing slowed, his fingers tightening around the goblet as his gaze dropped to her—to the woman daring him, challenging his authority, pushing every limit he had.Anika smirked, then dropped to all fours without hesitation.Her hand slipped to his jeans, stroking him through the fabric before tugging them down. Kane released a slow breath the moment her fingers wrapped around his hard length.“Fuck…” Anika cursed softly as she stroked him, her lips curving. “You like it?” she murmured.She sucked his tip first, slow and teasing, before taking him into her mouth.A low moan tore from Kane, rough and unrestrained. His eyes slid shut the second she swallowed him whole, gagging slightly as she sucked fast, desperate, almost choking on his length.He fisted her hair, thrusting into her mouth, their legs locking instinctively.“Do I deserve your forgiveness now, Alpha?” she asked with a wink, sucking him harder.“Goddess…” Kan

BATHROOM...Elara rinsed her mouth.Once. Twice. Again.The water was cold, biting against her lips as she leaned over the basin, fingers gripping the edge so tightly her knuckles ached. She spat, watched the water swirl down the drain, then cupped more into her hands and rinsed again, slower this time, deliberate, as if she were punishing herself.It didn’t help.Her throat still burned, raw. Her lips tingled. Her chest felt tight, like something heavy was sitting there, refusing to move.And worse than all of it... much worse... was the memory of silence.He hadn’t said her name.Not once.Elara straightened slowly, lifting her head to look at her reflection. The girl staring back at her looked the same—same dark eyes, same soft mouth, same pale familiar face—but something behind her gaze felt… altered. Like a line had been crossed and erased behind her, leaving nothing solid to stand on.Lara, her wolf, stirred uneasily, curling restlessly inside her head.**"He didn't want you

ANIKA’S CHAMBERAnika stared at her reflection for a long time before she realized she’d been holding her breath.Her hair was a mess—dull, tangled, nothing like the glossy perfection she was used to. Dark circles bruised the skin beneath her eyes. She looked… ordinary. Worse—she looked defeated.She hated it.She hadn’t slept. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Kane’s face: calm, unmoved, untouched by her tears.Her throat felt dry, painfully so.“Clara,” she called hoarsely, lifting a hand to rake through her hair. “Can I get some water?”Nothing.She frowned slightly and straightened.“Clara?” she called again, louder this time. “Maids?”Silence answered her. Thick. Heavy.Her chest tightened.She waited another moment, then another, irritation creeping in slowly. Someone was always there. Always waiting. Always ready.Realization hit her like a slap.Her position wasn’t the only thing that had been taken.Her hands curled into fists.“Elara!”She screamed suddenly, rage explod