Todos os capítulos de Marked by the Alpha King : Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Eli did not wait.The moment Kieran left the room, the quiet pressed in again, but this time it didn’t suffocate him—it sharpened him.A spy.Someone inside.Someone who had watched them, tracked them, and handed Charlotte over to death.His jaw tightened.“I’m not staying back,” he muttered under his breath.He moved quickly, grabbing a jacket, stepping out into the hallway before his thoughts could slow him down. The guards stationed outside straightened when they saw him, but none of them stopped him.That alone told him something.They had been instructed to watch him.Not restrain him.Eli walked faster.Not toward the exit—that would be too obvious.Instead, he followed the same instinct that had guided him the night before. The one he didn’t fully understand. The one that seemed to pull him toward where things were happening.Toward Kieran.Toward danger.Kieran was already outside when Eli reached the courtyard.Men moved around him with quiet efficiency, weapons checked, voic

The walk back was quiet.Not the kind of quiet that felt peaceful—this one pressed against Eli’s thoughts, making everything louder inside his head.The memory hadn’t faded.It hadn’t blurred like the others.It stayed.Clear.Structured.Connected.And that was what unsettled him the most.Kieran walked slightly ahead of him, giving orders as they moved, his voice calm, controlled. No one questioned him. No one hesitated.But Eli wasn’t listening to any of it.He was watching.Studying.Comparing.The man in his memory—And the man in front of him now.Same voice.Same eyes.Same presence.“…You promised.”Eli muttered under his breath.Kieran stopped walking.Just for a second.Then continued.But slower this time.They returned to the estate not long after.The guards dispersed, the tension easing slightly, but Eli could still feel it—something underneath everything. Something unfinished.The spy wasn’t the end of it.Not even close.Eli didn’t go back to his room.He followed Kier

Eli didn’t go far.He walked out of Kieran’s office, down the hallway, past two guards who straightened the moment they saw him—but he barely noticed them.His mind was too loud.Too full.Kingdom.War.They’re gone.Took care of you.Nothing sat right.Nothing felt complete.It was like being handed pieces of a life that didn’t belong to him—and yet, somehow, they did.He pushed open the door to his room and stepped inside, closing it behind him.Silence.For a moment, he just stood there.Then he laughed softly.“…This is insane.”He dragged his hand down his face and sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the floor.“…If I was really… that…”His voice lowered.“…Then why does none of it feel like mine?”But that wasn’t even the worst part.The worst part was—Some of it did.A knock came at the door.Eli didn’t answer.A second later, the door opened anyway.Kieran stepped in.Slowly this time.Not like before.Not controlled and distant.There was something different in the way he

Eli didn’t remember standing up.He didn’t remember deciding to leave.But suddenly—He was outside.The air hit his face, cool and sharp, but it didn’t help.Nothing helped.Prince Eli of Aerithvale.The name echoed in his head like it belonged to someone else.Someone distant.Someone who had a story.A past.A life that made sense.But him?He was just—Eli.The boy who grew up in a normal house.With parents who smiled at him.With a life that now felt like a carefully built lie.His steps slowed.Then stopped.“…So what am I supposed to do with that?”He muttered to himself.No answer came.Behind him—Footsteps.Fast.Familiar.“…Eli.”He didn’t turn.“…Go back.”The footsteps didn’t stop.If anything—They got closer.“…Not happening.”Kieran’s voice was lower now.Closer.Eli clenched his jaw.“…I said go back.”“And I said no.”Before Eli could react—Kieran grabbed his wrist and pulled him back.Eli turned sharply.Eyes burning.“…Let go of me.”Kieran didn’t.Not immediatel

That night felt different.Not quieter.Not calmer.Just… heavier.Eli sat on the edge of his bed, elbows on his knees, staring at nothing.His mind wouldn’t stop.It kept moving—Jumping from one thing to another.The fight.The way his body moved without thinking.The way he knew where the attack would come from.Then—Kieran.The blood.The way he didn’t even hesitate.The way he stepped in front of him—Like it was instinct.Like it was natural.Eli dragged a hand through his hair.“…Why would you do that…”He muttered under his breath.But deep down—He already knew.And that was the problem.A knock came at the door.Soft.Careful.Eli didn’t answer.The door still opened.Kieran.Of course.“…You should lock your door.”Kieran said as he stepped in.Eli didn’t look at him.“…You should learn to knock and wait.”“I did knock.”“And you didn’t wait.”Silence.Kieran didn’t leave.Eli sighed quietly.“…What do you want?”Kieran stepped further in.Closing the door behind him.“…To