All Chapters of THE WRONG VOW, MY PERFECT ALPHA: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

LENAThe next morning, I woke up expecting disaster because at this point, it had become a habit.Ever since arriving at the summit, every day seemed determined to find new and creative ways to embarrass me.Unfortunately, when I opened my eyes, nothing terrible happened which somehow felt suspicious. I can’t even catch a break. I lay there staring at the ceiling for several seconds, the. another few seconds but still… nothing.“Interesting,” I muttered.The ceiling remained unhelpfully silent and eventually, I climbed out of bed and got dressed, half expecting Maren to burst through the door with another invitation, another council meeting, or another announcement that would ruin my day.She didn’t and that was even more suspicious.By the time I reached breakfast, I was convinced something was wrong.The dining hall buzzed with conversation as usual, nobles filled the room, Alphas occupied several tables and Lunas gathered near the windows.Everything looked normal until I stepped

CARABy the time dinner ended, I was certain something had gone terribly wrong. I kept my smile in place until the last possible second, until the nobles began leaving the hall and the servants started clearing the tables, until nobody was paying attention to me anymore. Only then did I turn and walk toward the corridor with what I hoped looked like calm dignity.The moment I was out of sight, I nearly broke into a run.My heart was pounding so hard it felt painful. This is impossible. No, not impossible. Worse than impossible. It was wrong, completely and undeniably wrong.I had watched Lena eat the tart, I had watched her take the first bite while Adrian sat there looking like he wanted to stop her and couldn’t, I had watched her finish half of it, then all of it, then sit there and continue talking as though nothing had happened.Nothing… no coughing, no dizziness, no blood, no collapse. Not even a hint that anything was wrong.She had eaten poisoned food and then spent the rest of

KAELBy the time dinner ended, I knew something was wrong and it wasn’t because of Lena. If anything, Lena had been the only predictable part of the evening. She had accepted the tart with the same reckless lack of suspicion she brought to most things, then eaten it while half the table watched her as though they expected the floor to open beneath her feet.No, Lena hadn’t been the problem, Cara had.The moment she approached our table with that plate in her hand, the room shifted. Adrian had gone still, Raven had gone quiet, and Cara had smiled too brightly, too carefully, like someone performing kindness rather than feeling it. Then Lena had taken the tart, eaten it, and spent the rest of the meal making ridiculous comments while Cara watched her with an intensity that bordered on obsession.I had seen fear before, I had seen guilt too and Cara had looked like both.I said nothing during dinner because a summit hall filled with nobles was not the place to start a war over a suspicio

LENAI did not sleep and it wasn’t because I didn’t try. Goddess knows I tried very hard, I closed my eyes, turned onto my left side, then my right, then onto my back, then back to my left again as if changing positions might somehow trick my brain into shutting down. It did not.Because apparently being told that someone had poisoned your dessert was not the kind of information a person could simply hear and then sleep peacefully through.Who knew? By the time dawn finally crept through the curtains, I had managed perhaps ten minutes of actual rest and even that had been interrupted by dreams involving tarts, knives and Kael glaring at me while I died in an extremely inconvenient manner.When I finally gave up and dragged myself out of bed, I looked exactly how I felt… terrible.I stared at my reflection while pinning back my hair and sighed. “You look haunted.”My reflection offered no useful feedback. After another moment, I leaned closer, checking for any sign that I had, in fact,

LENAFor one terrible moment after reading the note, I couldn’t breathe. The words blurred beneath my fingers, then sharpened again as though my eyes refused to decide whether they wanted to understand what I was seeing.‘If the wolfsbane didn’t work, perhaps the next thing will.’My stomach turned so violently I thought I might be sick right there at the table.The dining hall around me was still alive with noise… glasses clinking, low conversation drifting between tables, servants moving through the aisles with silver trays in hand, but all of it suddenly sounded far away, muffled, as though someone had shoved me underwater.‘Not everyone at this summit wants you alive.’I read that line again and again, each time hoping the words would change into something less horrifying.They didn’t. Slowly, I lifted my head and Kael was already standing.The movement had been so quiet I hadn’t even noticed it, but the effect on the room was immediate. Conversations thinned and several nearby no