All Chapters of THE SLAVE WHO REJECTED THE ALPHA : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

I stayed on the steps for a second longer. I didn't want my beta thinking that I and my wolf were invested in saving Melany. We weren't, damn it. But I wouldn't be able to convince Romeo otherwise, because my actions always leaned toward protecting Melany.I took the steps two at a time to catch up with Romeo, and as soon as we opened the doors, Valassan met us in the hall."Majesty, the council called a last-minute meeting."Romeo and I exchanged a look. We hadn't slept in three days — and it looked like we still wouldn't. I nodded once, and we followed Valassan toward the council chamber.Halfway there, a movement above caught my attention almost without effort, and I lifted my gaze to the main staircase.And there she was.Melany, standing a few steps up, one hand resting on the railing as if she'd interrupted her own steps mid-motion, unhurried now, none of the irritation from before, just… attention, because her eyes were f

The sound came right after, loud, the metal against the floor followed by the porcelain shattering, breaking into uneven pieces that slid across the polished marble, while the liquid spread and filled the spaces between the cracks.And yet, none of that seemed like the most important thing.Because her face revealed more.Her eyes were still locked on Maximuss, wide in a way that didn't match the control she always maintained, her expression frozen somewhere between disbelief and something deeper, older. It wasn't just surprise. It was fear, and not a recent fear, but the kind that had existed long before that encounter ever happened.Everyone turned.Rose was still standing there, her empty hands slightly raised, as if she hadn't processed what she had just done.Rose blinked a few times, as if trying to return to her own body, her gaze still fixed on Maximuss before finally breaking away, and then she seemed to remember where she was, who she was with. “I'm sorry... I... I'm so sorr

There was a knock at the door, twice, and I waited a second before opening it, already composing my expression. I turned the doorknob and found Counselor Valassan on the other side, standing straight, his hands clasped in front of him.His clothes followed the same impeccable standard that everyone in the castle carried. A dark suit, perfectly tailored to his body, without a single crease out of place, with a lighter-colored shirt providing a subtle contrast underneath and a stiff collar sitting neatly. Over his shoulders, a black cloak draped heavily, the quality of the fabric evident in the way it fell and in the absence of any imperfection.Everything about him conveyed order, as if even the way he dressed were a direct extension of the role he held.He inclined his head slightly in greeting, maintaining his impeccable posture. “Alpha Victoria.”I gave him room to speak, resting my hand on the door without opening it completely.“I came to make sure you are lacking nothing before n

Ravok stood several meters ahead, positioned with a steadiness that required no visible effort. He was speaking with two guards, his body slightly inclined toward them, one hand moving in brief gestures as he spoke.The guards remained rigid, far too attentive, their hands clasped in front of their bodies, their eyes fixed on him, following every instruction.Ravok made the slightest movement with his head, bringing the conversation to an end, and then straightened completely. It was at that moment that he turned his head, and his eyes came directly to me.Without searching.As if he already knew the exact moment I would step off the jet.I felt my body react before any thought, a faint tension settling into my shoulders, the air entering my lungs colder as I held his gaze for a second longer than I should have.I turned my head to study the city. Around the runway, there was nothing but darkness. Farther away, however, blue lights cut through the emptiness.Faint at first glance, but

Darrow was a distant cousin of my mother's. When she abdicated, he took over as a sort of king. Personally, I thought he was more like a court jester. But when I ordered the entrances and exits of Verisure sealed, he realized this land belonged to me. That's when his hatred (and sarcasm) began.Darrow stayed here and ruled Verisure however he pleased. I didn't care about this cursed land.“The dog's little house is ready for you outside too, Romeo,” Darrow said.“I see you've gotten all your teeth back since the last beating I gave you,” Romeo replied.Darrow smiled and walked around the counter to reach us. “Does the young lady need a room?”“She'll be staying with us in the tower,” I answered.Around us, the dancers continued moving, even without music, and I could see Melany looking at them every few seconds. She was surprised, and she would be even more so as the days in Verisure passed.The silence that followed wasn't long, but it was enough for the answer to settle. Darrow held