All Chapters of The Alpha's Wife, The Lycan King's Obsession : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Nolan was quiet for a long moment.His eyes stayed on her face. "I'll agree to your terms," he said finally. "With one condition."Gianna's stomach tightened. "What condition?""The divorce." He straightened, hands clasped behind his back. "I'll only approve it if Cyrus tries to endanger your life. A real attempt. Not an accident.""He pushed me down the stairs." Gianna said. "You fell." Nolan's tone was firm. "There's a difference.""He shoved me. I have witnesses –""Witnesses who saw you blocking a doorway and losing your balance." He held up a hand before she could argue. "I'm not saying he's innocent. I'm saying I can't dissolve a royal marriage over something that could be interpreted as an accident. If he tries to kill you deliberately, I'll end the marriage myself. Until then, you stay his Luna."Gianna wanted to argue. She wanted to scream that Cyrus had meant it, that the hatred in his eyes when he'd pushed her was real.But Nolan's expression said the conversation was ov

Gianna found Evelyn in the hallway."I need you to send this," she said, holding out the sealed letter. "Find a courier. Make sure it gets to my father in Highmoon."Evelyn took the letter carefully. "Of course, Luna. Right away."Gianna nodded and headed to her bathroom.She filled the tub and sank into the water, letting the heat soak into her bones.Then the tears came.She pressed her hands to her face and cried quietly, remembering Cyrus's words from breakfast. You made your father embarrass himself. He went to the King on his knees. For you.It was true. Alexandra had humiliated himself. He'd called in favors and begged.All because she'd decided she loved a man who would never love her back.She stayed in the bath until the water went cold.When she came out wrapped in a towel, Cyrus was sitting on her bed.Gianna stopped."Get out," she said."We need to talk.""We don't. Get out so I can change."Cyrus stood and moved towards her, "I said get out." Gianna stepped back.He ke

The temptation was clear on Nolan's face.Gianna could see it. The way his eyes lingered on her wrist. The way his breathing had changed when she'd offered but his pride was stronger."No," he said. "We agreed on monthly visits. I'll wait.""You look like you're about to collapse.""I'll manage."Gianna crossed her arms. "Fine. If that's what you want.""It is." He moved to the door and opened it. "You should go.""Back to the cell?""Yes."She frowned. "Why can't I just leave?""Because if anyone sees you walking out of my chambers at this hour, questions will be asked. Questions I don't want to answer." He gestured to the hallway. "Go back to the cell. They'll release you in the morning."Gianna wanted to argue but she could see the exhaustion in his face. He was barely holding himself upright.She walked to the door. "You're stubborn.""So are you."She left.The guards escorted her back to the cell without comment. The door clanged shut and she was alone again.The stone floor was

Gianna didn't think. She lunged forward and grabbed the letter from the flames.Pain shot through her hand immediately. The fire bit into her palm, searing her skin.She pulled back, clutching what was left of the letter. Most of it was already ash. Only a corner remained, her father's signature barely visible."Luna!" Evelyn rushed forward. "Your hand—"Gianna stared at the burned paper in her palm, her eyes stinging.Cyrus watched from the doorway. Then he turned and left.Evelyn gently took Gianna's wrist. "Come. Let me treat this."In Gianna's room, Evelyn cleaned the burn and wrapped it in clean cloth. Her hands were gentle, her expression apologetic."The doorman gave it to him," Evelyn said quietly. "He saw the Highmoon seal and thought it was important correspondence for the Alpha. He didn't know it was personal. I'm so sorry, Luna. If I'd gotten to it first—""It's not your fault." Gianna's voice was flat."Still, I should have—""Evelyn. It's fine. I forgive you." She looked

"She's here to help with the King's treatment."The guard looked skeptical. "We weren't informed of any assistant.""It's a recent addition. His Majesty's condition requires additional hands."The guard's expression shifted at the mention of the King's condition. He stepped aside. "Go ahead."Gianna kept her hood low as they walked through.The palace was different during the day. It was busier. People moved through the corridors with purpose, though there was an undercurrent of tension she hadn't noticed before."Stay close," the healer murmured. "And don't speak unless I tell you to."Gianna nodded.They climbed the stairs to Nolan's chambers. The healer knocked once, then entered without waiting.The room was dark. The curtains drawn and the air was stale.Nolan was in bed, propped up against pillows. His skin had a grayish tint. He looked like he was dying.His eyes opened when they entered. Dull at first. Then they focused on Gianna and sharpened."What is she doing here?" His v