All Chapters of My Vow: To Kill The Alpha : Chapter 41 - Chapter 49

Zelda's POV I flopped onto my bed face first. The pillow received me without judgment. Which was more than could be said for most things in Vordheim. I needed an hour. Maybe two. Something between now and whatever lunch with Damir was going to be, which I was choosing not to think too hard about because thinking too hard about it produced a specific feeling in my chest that I was still in the process of classifying. You like him. I opened one eye. Nyx. She had been suspiciously quiet for hours, showing up occasionally to say 'mine' and then disappearing again like she had other things to attend to. And now here she was. Perfectly timed as always. *You actually like him,* she said again. Pleased with herself in a way that was genuinely irritating. I rolled onto my back and stared at the ceiling. "He is not my parents' killer," I said. To the ceiling. To her. To myself. "And he is my mate. The person I am apparently supposed to spend my life with." I paused. "And he

I woke up to someone knocking on the door. My eyes snapped open, and for about three whole seconds, I had no idea where I was. The cornfield, my parents, my mother’s voice telling me to wake up because my Alpha was waiting, it all still felt trapped somewhere between my dream and the ceiling above me. I pressed my hand against my forehead. I had an instant headache, the exact kind you get when you sleep way too hard in the middle of the afternoon. What time is it? The knock came again. I dragged myself up and sat on the edge of the bed for a moment, just breathing. I was trying to pull myself together and act like a functioning human being. That dream had felt so real. I could still smell the cornfield, still feel my mother’s arms, and still hear my father’s voice saying we deserved what happened to us. In the dream, something inside me had completely and instantly rejected that idea, which actually surprised me. I rubbed my face. A third knock hit the door. "Coming,"

Riven stepped closer into the temple. "What are you doing here?" Mireya demanded. "I followed you two," he said, keeping his eyes locked right on me. "Leave this place right now. That is an order," Mireya snapped. Riven just raised an eyebrow, completely unfazed. "Go ahead, do it! Reject him!" Seraphine yanked my hair from behind. Pain shot through my scalp, and I swear I almost slapped her into next week. I barely managed to keep my cool enough to just shove her away from me. "Reject him. Now," Mireya said, turning her glare back to me. The old witch slammed her staff on the ground, murmuring something under her breath. Suddenly, a glowing barrier appeared, completely blocking Riven from moving any further into the temple. I dropped to my knees. My heart was pounding, but I forced the words out. "I... I reject..." I swallowed hard. "I, Zelda Fischer, reject Alpha Damir as my mate." "Good girl," Seraphine purred. I didn't even have to look at her to know she was grinning l

I sat up straighter in my chair, my stomach completely dropping. Damir didn't even look at me. He walked right past me like I was a ghost. My heart sank as the brutal reality hit me, whatever that creepy witch did, it actually worked. The bond was officially gone. The crowd in the waiting room quickly cleared a path for him as he marched toward the back to check on Riven. "Alpha, my son... your cousin is dying," riven mother cried out, rushing over and pointing a shaking finger directly at me. "She did this. She stabbed him!" Damir stopped in his tracks and turned around. He looked straight at me, his eyes completely blank and empty. "Who even is she?" he asked aloud. Before anyone could answer, Seraphine strutted into the waiting room, looking smugger than ever. She walked right up to Damir and locked her arm tightly through his, claiming her prize. "Why don't we just kill her?" Seraphine suggested, her voice dripping with fake concern. "I mean, she literally stabbed yo

The next morning, the entire territory was buzzing with energy. Today was finally the day, Alpha Damir’s official mating ceremony.People from all the neighboring packs were already pouring into the estate one after the other. Within hours, the massive grand hall was completely packed. Guests were floating around the room, grabbing drinks, laughing loudly, and gossiping about the high-profile union.Upstairs in the bridal suite, Seraphine was sitting right in front of a massive vanity mirror, completely soaking in the attention as a team of stylists worked on her makeup. She was already dressed in a stunning, heavy black gown covered in intricate gold embroidery. She looked absolutely breathtaking, and she knew it, staring at her reflection with a smug, satisfied smile. "Hey, easy on the highlighter," Seraphine snapped lightly, gesturing at the mirror. "I want to glow, not look like a disco ball. And make sure the lipstick is totally smudge-proof. I have a lot of people to impress