All Chapters of The Wolf King's Secret Son : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

ELENA POV"Lina is my world," I said softly.Arthur's expression softened even more."Elena, I'd like to be a part of her life if you'll let me."I swallowed hard, feeling the weight of the decision I was about to make. But deep down, I knew it was the right one."We'll take it slow," I said, my voice firm but gentle. "No rushing things. We do this on my terms, not yours."Arthur nodded, his eyes full of understanding."Whatever you say, Elena. I'm here to do this right."I looked at Arthur, trying to steady myself. His presence stirred up too many emotions, ones I'd buried for years."Is that all you came here for?" I asked, expecting him to leave, but he didn't."The Moonlight Pack is also hunting the rogue wolves," he told me, his voice steady. "We're tracking their escape routes. We'll catch them soon."I frowned, feeling my chest tighten."Arthur, I don't want you interfering. This is my responsibility, my town."He stepped closer, his eyes locking onto mine with an intensity tha

ELENA POVHer voice sounded strained, and I could tell something was wrong."I was worried about you. Are you alright?" I asked, my concern growing."No, Elena," she admitted, her voice heavy with worry. "I was about to call you. My mother, who lives in my old pack, is sick, and she wants to see me."Angela's story was complicated. She had become an outcast in her pack when she chose love over duty. Her father had forbidden her from being with her human mate, but Angela had followed her heart, eloping with him. That's how she ended up here, in this small town where humans and wolves could live together in relative peace."Angela, do what you need to do," I urged her. "Take as much time as you need.""Thank you, Elena," she said, sounding relieved. "I might be gone for two weeks, maybe more.""That's fine. Just reach out if you need anything."After I hung up, the reality of the situation hit me. Angela was going to be gone for at least two weeks, and there was no way I could manage th

ELENA POVThe rest of the day went by in a blur of routine, but I couldn't shake the feeling of Arthur's gaze on me. Every time I glanced up, I caught him staring, his eyes tracing the lines of my body. I tried to concentrate, tried to focus on my work, but it was nearly impossible with the weight of his attention. I could feel his presence even when he wasn't near me, a constant, simmering awareness that made it hard to breathe.When it was finally closing time, I stood by the door, gathering my things."I'll meet you at the restaurant in an hour. I need to drop Lina off at her friend's house for a sleepover," I said.Arthur leaned casually against the counter, a teasing glint in his eye."A sleepover, huh? That sounds perfect and fun," Arthur said.My heart skipped a beat at his words. I couldn't help but wonder what he meant by that, and my mind raced with possibilities I shouldn't be entertaining. But I forced myself to brush it off. It's just a harmless drink, Elena. Nothing more

ELENA POVThe word “desire” hit me like a wave, crashing over every barrier I’d built around my heart. I swallowed hard, trying to keep my composure, but it was impossible.There was still a part of me clinging to logic and the need for answers.“What about Lilica?” I asked before I could stop myself, my voice shaky but determined.Arthur’s gaze softened, but there was firmness there too.“Lilica? I never dated her. She was the one forcing herself on me. It was just supposed to be a deal with her father, nothing more. She became attached, but my feelings for her were non-existent. I’ve been single all these years, Elena. I’ve wanted only you. No one else.”Every inch of me believed his words. I wanted to ask more questions, but I was too mesmerized by the moment to do so.His words wrapped around me, sinking deep into my heart. I had imagined he would ask about Tom the same way I asked about Lilica—about what was between us, about whether I loved Tom. I knew how much he resented Tom b

ARTHUR POVThe night with Elena was everything I had imagined and more. When she finally let her guard down and allowed me into her world—and into her bed—it was like a dream I had been chasing for years had finally come true, and I felt a peace I hadn't known in years. Her body, her touch, the way she moved beneath me—it all felt like the culmination of every yearning I'd buried deep inside me. And when I whispered that I loved her, I meant it with every fiber of my being. She didn't say it back, but I didn't care. Not then. I was convinced that this was just the beginning, that I had finally won her back.I believed that one night was enough to erase the past and build a future. I lay there afterward, my arms wrapped around her, feeling her warmth against me, and I thought of all the days ahead. Days where we'd laugh together, make up for lost time, and finally be the couple we were always meant to be. I fell asleep with a smile on my face, sure that everything was falling into plac