Todos os capítulos de Kill Me Alpha, Before I Do (Beast Of Flames Book 1): Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 48

Romy pov The closer we got, the louder the estate became.Voices drifted through the corridor ahead. Crystal glasses clinked softly. Somewhere deeper inside the west wing, a piano played low enough to feel more atmospheric than intentional.Then the receiving room doors opened, and suddenly the space felt enormous.Tall ceilings stretched high overhead, framed with dark carved beams and chandeliers that spilled gold light across polished floors. Massive windows overlooked the mountain range beyond Stormveil, winter clouds dragging slowly across the distant peaks.Portraits lined the walls.Lunas. Generations of them.Beautiful women painted in silk and jewels and power, all staring down from gilded frames with expressions ranging from regal approval to outright judgment.I glanced at one particularly severe-looking blonde near the fireplace.“She definitely hated people,” I murmured.Rowan’

Romy PovRowan told me about the outer settlement visit on a Thursday, which gave me exactly two days to object, argue, and ultimately lose the argument before I found myself on a Saturday morning sitting in the back of a black estate vehicle with my arms folded and Zaric's wool coat draped over my shoulders. He'd left it outside my door the night before without a note, which was Zaric's way of communicating that he'd checked the valley temperature forecast and decided I wasn't going to be practical about it on my own.Aaron was driving. Two guards followed in a second vehicle. The back seat around me was stacked with six wooden crates packed with preserved foods, medical supplies, and winter blankets, all of it loaded before I was even awake. Which meant Rowan had been planning this for weeks and chose Thursday to mention it. I had a number of things to say to him about that. I was collecting them for later."Aaron, how far is the settlement?" I asked."Forty minutes," he said, his

Romy PovI finally caught on that alerting me about events at the dire minute was a sick power play of his when Rowan told me about the council presentation. It was meant to happen on Wednesday, and he thought it wise to inform me on Mondayforty-eight hours! I had forty-eight hours to prepare, object, and accept that objecting was not going to make him move the date. He sat across from me at breakfast and said, "The council has requested a formal Luna presentation. Wednesday at two. You'll go in, they'll ask their questions, and you'll answer them."I looked up from my coffee. "And if I don't want to?""Then they'll spend the next six months finding procedural reasons to make your life difficult," he said, picking up his fork, "and I'll spend the next six months dismantling each one, which is going to be boring for everyone. Go on Wednesday, answer the questions, and we skip all of that."He had a point, which I resented–but it was valid eitherways."What kind of questions?" I asked

Romy POVI heard the bathroom door open.Steam gathered along the mirrors, turning the edges of the room hazy. The council presentation had wrung something out of me. My shoulders ached badly, and my head banged with too many voices, too many looks I'd endured throughout the day.I had one hand on the shower door when Rowan walked in without knocking. At this point, it had become less of a habit and more of his own way of trying to get a reaction out of me. “Rowan.” I gritted.He stopped near the doorway, one shoulder leaning against the frame–a lazy smirk on his lips. He still wore the clothes from the council chamber, although the top buttons of his dark shirt were undone. He’d discarded his tie, and he’d rolled up his sleeves–Goddess, he was so damn sexy it ought to be a crime.But I needed to remind myself that this gorgeous man was also the same man who’d murdered my whole family. He wasn’t my mate, he was a murderer–my enemy.He bit his lip, letting his gaze move over me slo