All Chapters of Two Alphas, One Pet Slave: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Aria's POV“A pregnant woman’s dead body was found at the border of the pack.”Mia’s words hung in the air, heavy and scary. I stared at her, my mind struggling to process what she had just said. “What did you just say?”Mia looked at me with a grim expression, then entered my cottage through the door I left open. “That’s all I know, Aria. I heard it from the women in the marketplace. They were talking about it this morning. We have to be more careful now."I felt my heart pound against my ribs, my breath quickening as fear took hold of me. “But who was she? How did she die?” I pressed, needing to know more, even though the thought of it terrified me.Mia shook her head, her eyes filled with sorrow. “I don’t know. No one knows for sure. Some say she was killed, others think it might have been an accident… but considering where she was found… it’s hard to believe it was anything but murder.”Murder. The word echoed in my mind like a terrifying tattoo. My hands began to tremble, and I

Denderick's POVI could still feel the warmth of Aria's embrace lingering on my skin as I walked toward the pack house, but nothing could prepare me for what I was about to see.The night air was cool against my face, but the ache in my chest burned hotter with every step I took away from Aria and Edward. Seeing them, holding them—it should have brought me peace, but instead, it only increased the longing I’d tried so hard to push aside. The image of Edward’s tiny hand curled around the bracelet I’d given him was seared into my mind, a constant reminder that I might not be there to see him grow up, to guide him, to protect him. And Aria… the thought of leaving her behind was a pain I couldn’t even begin to describe. I’d do anything to keep them safe, but the reality of what lay ahead filled me with a dread I couldn’t shake.As I approached the pack house, I noticed Liam standing by the door, his silhouette sharp against the dim light. He looked up as I neared, but something was off.

Logan's POVThe satisfaction I felt at the sight of Denderick’s wild eyes couldn’t be denied. The fool was on the edge, teetering close to the abyss, and I was more than willing to give him a little push.But before I could relish the moment, he was on me. His body collided with mine, and we both went crashing to the ground. The wind was knocked out of me, but I didn’t let that stop me. My hands grappled with his, and I could feel his fury radiating off him in waves. “Is this how you welcome an old friend?” I taunted as I twisted, trying to gain the upper hand. The bastard was strong, his movements filled with raw and unfiltered rage. But I had years of deceit and strength on my side, things Denderick couldn’t even begin to understand."Men!" I heard one of the Alphas yell behind me. "Stop this madness at once!" Another Alpha from the Council roared. That was Alpha Callum.“You think you’re better than me?” Denderick spat as he threw a punch at me. His knuckles cracked against my ja

Logan's POVI let out a tired sigh, my face twisted in a grimace. I could feel the weight of everything crashing down on me, and I was too close to tears. "Aria would never do that to me," I whispered, then squeezed my eyes shut, trying to block out the pain. "I'd kill her with my bare hands before she does...."Erinne leaned forward, her voice sharp. "How are you so sure of what she would and wouldn't do? She did claim Denderick's child was yours, did she not? Aria is capable of doing anything."I shook my head, forcing my eyes open as I sat up. "No. I—""Oh, listen to me, Alpha Logan!" she snapped, cutting me off. "Aria is not who you think she is!"There was still a frown on my face, but I could feel doubt creeping in. I didn’t want to believe her, but there was something in her voice, something convincing. Maybe it was the alcohol dulling my senses, or maybe it was something else, but I felt myself slowly starting to believe her.A small smile tugged at Erinne's lips. I could see

Giselle's POVThe morning light filtered through the tall windows, casting a warm glow over the dining table. I sat alone, as I often did, quietly eating breakfast. Denderick had been ignoring me for days. His thoughts were elsewhere, and I didn't need to be told where his attention was focused. Aria. It was always Aria. The very thought made my blood boil, but I reminded myself that soon enough, she would be nothing more than a bad memory.I stabbed at a piece of fruit on my plate, trying to suppress the wave of anger threatening to ruin my appetite. Just as I was about to take another bite, a sharp knock came at the door. I sighed, setting down my fork. "Come in," I called, wondering who dared to interrupt my meal.The door opened, and one of the guards stepped in. "My Lady," he began. "There is a man here to see you."I frowned, trying to cast my mind back. I didn't remember expecting a visitor. "What man?" I asked. "I am in no mood for games, guard!""Not at All, my Lady. He loo