All Chapters of The Ruthless Alpha's Unwanted Bride : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

SYLVIA "Mother! Stay awake!" I cried out, wiping her bloody lips with the sleeve of my dress. "Look at me! Please keep your eyes open!"My mother gasped for air, her weak chest rising and falling in uneven jerks. Her pale face twitched with pain, and every breath sounded like it would be her last, and it terrified me. Guilt twisted inside me like a knife.Looking at her lying there, broken and dying, I wondered if this horror really was caused by the broken bond. Was my survival in the North causing all of these people to suffer like this?"I'm going to get help," I stammered through my tears, clutching her cold, clammy fingers. "I'll go to the town square. I'll find a healer, a doctor, anyone—""No..." my mother rasped out, her fingers weakly tightening around mine."Mother, please—""Go..." She squeezed her eyes shut, tears falling from her eyes and running through the dried blood on her cheeks. She couldn't even form a full sentence; her voice kept breaking from the strain of spea

SYLVIAI sat in front of the vanity mirror in the west wing guest room, staring at my reflection while two maids worked on my hair.After I agreed to King Stolas’s demands, he brought me straight back to the palace. True to his word, he sent four guards and a carriage to fetch my mother from the cottage, placing her in the healer’s lodge on the lower floor so she could be cared for. The wedding was set for a week from now. King Stolas said it fell on the full moon, making it the perfect night for a union to fix the land.The first maid leaned down, dabbing a soft cloth over my cheek before applying a light powder. “Your skin is so soft, Lady Sylvia,” she whispered, her eyes wide with admiration. “It is completely flawless. You look so beautiful.”“Yes,” the second maid chimed in, gently braiding a section of my hair with gold ribbon. “Honestly, you look far better than Lady Willow ever did.”The first maid gasped, slapping the second girl’s arm with a frantic look on her face. “Quiet!

CYPRIANI stood near the bookshelf inside my father’s study, staring blindly at the rug on the floor. My right cheek still stung from where Sylvia had slapped me, and my lip burned where I had bitten the inside of my mouth.I couldn't get her words out of my head. She was a peasant girl, a concubine, a weak wolf who owned nothing, yet she had dared to throw a first-aid kit at my chest and threaten her own life right to my face.Once the full moon passed and the bond was complete, I would make sure she learned her place. I would break every piece of pride she had left until she crawled to me."Cyprian!"My father’s harsh voice broke through my thoughts, snapping me back to reality.I looked up to see King Stolas glaring at me from behind his desk. Two senior council officials sat in the chairs across from him. "Pay attention," my father yelled, narrowing his eyes at me. "I did not invite you into this meeting so you could stare at the floor like a deaf mute.""My apologies, Father," I

SYLVIAI sat beside my mother’s bed in the infirmary, squeezing her small, cold hand between both of mine. Her skin was far too pale, almost translucent under the dim lantern light, and her breathing sounded shallow and uneven.The pack healer stepped into the room, carrying a small tray with a steaming ceramic cup and a folded cloth."How is she?" I asked, looking up at him immediately. "Why aren't her hands getting warm?"The healer set the tray down on the side table and sighed, looking down at my mother with a grave expression. "Her body isn't responding to the herbal tonics, Lady Sylvia. The fever plague has taken a deep hold. All we can do is keep her comfortable and wipe her skin.""There has to be something else you can give her. A stronger remedy, anything.""I am using everything we have," the healer said softly, dipping the cloth into warm water. "I am sorry."He wrung out the cloth and handed it to me before quietly leaving the room. I leaned over the bed, gently pressing

VANE"Are you sure about this, Alpha?" Tyron whispered, adjusting his grip on the strap of his shield. "Taking only twenty men into enemy territory is a massive risk."I kept my eyes fixed ahead. "Yes. We need to verify my suspicions before we commit the entire force to an open field battle."Captain Kael stepped into my path, his face pale in the faint morning light. "Sire, please reconsider. Let me lead this unit instead. If this is an execution trap, you are walking right into it.""No," I said, clapping a hand onto his shoulder. "This has to be me, Kael. If they see you, they'll just fall back. They want my head, so I need to be the one to look them in the eye."Kael swallowed hard, but he didn't argue further."You hold down the fort," I instructed, my voice firm. "Keep the men on high alert along the palisades. Double the archers on the watchtowers, and don't open those gates for anyone until I return.""Understood, Alpha," Kael said, stepping back and bowing his head.I gestur