Semua Bab My Fiancé’s Alpha Father Wants Me: Bab 181 - Bab 190

⋅ ⋅ ♔ Alpha Zayn Kai ♔ ⋅ ⋅ Steel rang against bone and foul hide as I plunged my swords into the chest of the nearest beast, twisting the blades with savage, righteous fury. The dark forest echoed with the agonized screeches of the horde, but before I could catch my breath, a heavy wall of five rogues crashed into me at once and drove me into the muddy, blood-soaked earth. I snarled, straining every muscle to push them off, but their unnatural, demonic strength kept me pinned — until a streak of silver broadswords tore them all away from me. I scrambled to my feet, panting heavily, and saw Ronan standing over the bloody pile, his twin blades dripping. Our eyes met for half a heartbeat. No words. Just trust. Just as he lunged toward the rogue leader, three towering beasts ambushed him from the flanks, forcing him onto the defensive. That left me face-to-face with the commander of the horde. Too many had already fallen getting me here. He flashed a yellow, rotting, sinister

⋅ ⋅ ♔ Alpha Zayn Kai ♔ ⋅ ⋅ I thundered into the main courtyard with my warriors in tow, ready to tear the pack house apart to save my family, only to skid to a complete halt. For those few heartbeats, I was no longer the High Alpha. I was simply a husband and a father terrified that I had arrived too late. Victoria lay motionless on the ground, her eyes staring blankly at the sky as dark blood pooled around the lethal wound over her heart. Beyond her, sitting on the stone steps, was my family — Nolan pale and shaking, his eyes fixed on the ground, while Blair held Lucia tightly in her arms. Relief washed over me so fiercely that my knees nearly buckled. My family was alive. I wanted nothing more than to cross that courtyard and pull them both into my arms, but the sight of blood and death surrounding them kept me rooted in place for a moment. They had survived — but I could see the cost of those survival written in Blair’s tear-stained face and Lucia’s frightened eyes.

⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ My heart practically lurched into my stomach the second my eyes met his dark, intense gaze. After everything we had been through, I should have felt afraid, yet there was something about the way he looked at me that made the last remnants of that fear melt away. How could my heart ever truly fall when it was already resting safely in his hands? “What... are you scared?” he asked, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “No, I just panicked for a second...” He unbuttoned his shirt, letting it slide off his broad shoulders before slowly taking off the rest of his clothes. “And what’s the difference?” A soft chuckle escaped my lips as I unabashedly drank in the sight of him. Golden skin stretched over sculpted muscle, his powerful frame both intimidating and breathtaking. My Alpha. My husband. Mine. For so long, I had been afraid that happiness was something temporary — that the moment I allowed myself to believe in it, the universe would find

⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ “What?” I blurted out, completely taken aback. What does she mean, she’s leaving? “I know this comes as a shock,” Nana said smoothly, resting her hands on the white tablecloth. “But I have stayed long enough to see peace restored. My purpose here is fulfilled, and it is time for me to return to my own roots.” My heart tightened at her words. Nana’s eyes settled on Lucia, and for the briefest moment, something unreadable flickered across her face. “No!” Lucia gasped, her fork clattering onto her plate. “No, you can’t leave, Nana! What’s wrong with staying right here with... with your family?” Nana offered her a patient smile, her wise eyes softening. “Nothing is wrong, my sweet child. I simply know that my time here has come to an end. The mountains are calling me home, back to the sacred groves where my roots truly lie, and I must answer.” “Well... then if you are leaving, I am coming with you!” Lucia declared passionately, standing up in her se

⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ Later that night, I made my way down the quiet corridor toward Lucia’s bedroom, fully aware that my little girl wouldn’t be anywhere near sleep. She was likely lying awake, frantically hoping that Zayn would grant her permission to leave with her Nana. And I was about to give her the best surprise of her life. Yet despite the smile tugging at my lips, a small knot of unease tightened in my stomach. We had agreed this was the right decision, but knowing she would soon be miles away from me made my heart ache in ways I wasn’t ready to admit. I paused outside her door for a moment, taking a slow breath to steady myself. I had promised myself I wouldn’t let my emotions show tonight, but the thought of my little girl leaving the safety of our home made that promise harder to keep. I gently turned the handle and pushed open her door. A soft silver beam of moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating her body lying on the bed — her wide, bright blue e