All Chapters of Lost Alpha: Switched At Birth: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Delta Hester's proclamation ended the meeting abruptly, the charged atmosphere fizzling into radiating but unacknowledged tension.One by one, the office emptied as everyone dragged themselves toward the Great Hall."I think I'll take my dinner in the guest chambers." After the last great fiasco of a meal, I didn't think it wise for me to join them at the Alpha's honored table again. But my suggestion was shot down immediately."Absolutely not," Alpha Damon stated, his gaze hardening from contemplation to determination. "You are an honored guest, and I would have your presence celebrated and revered.""Please, Lady Aurelia." Luna Alena slipped her arm around mine, guiding me out of the office and down the massive corridor. It was eerily reminiscent of being dragged into that very office five years ago. Then a prisoner, now an honored guest. "I assure you that the previous spectacle will not befall you. It is only right that you dine with us, as your hosts and as allies in this treacher

For the first time since arriving at Snow Pointe, I went unbothered during the night.The scene Evangeline caused in the Great Hall must have left a bad taste in everyone's mouth. No one knocked on my door, asked about my preferences, or came up with excuses to see me for themselves. No half-assed apologies or trite remarks about my "triumphant" return. It was peaceful.But in the quiet, my thoughts grew louder.There was obviously something going on with Evangeline. Her "horrible illness" and "sudden, miraculous recovery" after a single treatment didn't sit well with me. After all, if she was truly as poorly as the doctor claimed, wouldn't her recovery process have slowed significantly, as well? An ill wolf cannot regenerate as quickly and completely as a healthy one.I imagined that was why the imposter worked so hard to keep me ill and weak during my time in isolation. If she could keep me separated from Arya for long periods of time, I wouldn't have been able to regain my health an

A long sleepless night ended at dawn.Well, not entirely sleepless. I managed to doze a bit towards the end. But every time I drifted deep enough to dream, I heard my mate's growl, and a spike of dread jolted me awake. The moment I finally relaxed enough to really rest, a knock on the door summoned me to breakfast in the Great Hall.In all my years as an omega servant of Snow Pointe, I know I served hundreds of dignitaries and guests their meals in their guest chambers. Why on earth were Alpha and Luna Snow so hell-bent on forcing me to dine with them for every meal?!With a grumble of sleep deprivation and frustration, I dragged myself out of bed, changed into jeans and a long-sleeved shirt, and combed my hair until it was smooth. I took a quick glimpse in the mirror. The benefits of being a healthy Alpha, my reflection didn't look like I was exhausted and plagued by nightmares. In fact, I was the perfect picture of strength and vitality."Good. I don't want anyone pestering me with t

Prince Killian strode over to Evangeline and Andromeda, a conquering hero rooting out the rot.“I want these two removed and detained until I complete my own investigation.” He shot another glance at me, smirking. “I do not want them tainting the presence of my mate another second. When they are removed, we can really begin.”Their protests started and ended within the same breath when the prince directed his frightening gaze back at them. He towered over their shaking forms, a sentinel of justice as the guards dragged them from the Great Hall, kicking and struggling. Silence followed, a brief reprieve for my nerves and the tension that remained in the room.Killian clapped his hands once, loud and sharp, before settling atop the Alpha’s dais.“Now, shall we get to the bottom of this?” His cold, calculating eyes softened, a mischievous grin curving his lips as he settled back in the chair. “I can practically smell the confusion rolling off everyone here. So, let’s start with questions.

The return to the packhouse was slower than my frantic escape attempt. Probably because my mate was determined to hold my hand and nuzzle against me with every step. I wanted to be annoyed. Constant physical contact was never a preference of mine. When Leon would rest his head on my shoulder around the bonfire, I could only ever tolerate it for a few minutes before anxious energy took over and I needed to move.But as I strolled beside Killian-or, rather, did my best to stroll-the weight of him on my shoulder, the pressure of his fingers around mine was like a much-needed anchor through the storm. It was as though he sensed my fraying, how near I was to a complete unraveling at the seams, and gripped me tight to keep my pieces together.His scent. His heat. His presence. All of it coalesced into a soothing weight around me that dulled the edges of my confusion and anger."What do you plan to do to them, Your Highness?""Killian. My name and only my name from your lips, wildfire." The