All Chapters of Sold To The Ruthless Alpha Prince: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Nora's POV The look in his eyes changed into a dangerous one at my words. He had suddenly bent and captured my lips. "I never thought this day would come" Rafael mumbled, hotly against my mouth and I knew I couldn't say no to that. I closed my eyes and let him take the lead. He moved his lips against mine and I responded. His hand slid into her hair, angling my head and I let out a soft moan. His tongue thrust into my mouth while my hand gripped his shirt. He licked my insides, their tongues mating.I felt a familiar flame grow from within. My skin was cold, but wherever he touched, grew warm with desire. I felt my stomach grow tense and knotted. I suddenly wanted his hands everywhere.Rafeal then pushed me upon the bed, allowing me to breathe. My eyes were moistened and I was in a daze. He let out a soft chuckle, taking off his shirt. He discarded them onto the floor. I greedily took him in. This man was stupidly attractive. My stomach was tied in knots. "You're going to ruin me

Rafael's POV I decided Nora deserved one normal day. The thought came to me during yet another council meeting where three different nobles spent nearly an hour arguing over shipping taxes while pretending they weren't actually fighting over power.I found myself staring out the window wondering what Nora was doing. The realization annoyed me more than it should have. Months ago I would have focused entirely on the discussion in front of me. Now half my attention constantly drifted toward her, whether she was in the room or not.The meeting wasn't even over when I made my decision. I didn't want to continue staying here and pretending I was interested in what they were doing.By the time the nobles finally stopped talking and left the council chamber, I had already canceled the rest of my afternoon.The look on my advisor's face when I informed him nearly made the sacrifice worthwhile. "You canceled the military review?" he asked."Yes." I replied dryly.He stared at me for several s

Karl's POVAfter the Rafael marked his mate and I congratulated them at the dinning table, people kept looking at me strangely lately. The Alpha King looked suspicious every time I spoke. The nobles looked confused. Even the servants had started whispering whenever I openly supported Rafael.Good. Let them wonder. The less they understood, the better.I stood alone on one of the upper palace balconies overlooking the training grounds below while a slow smile pulled at my lips. The afternoon sun bathed the palace in gold, and somewhere in the distance I could hear guards changing shifts. Everything was moving exactly as it should.Rafael thought I had suddenly decided to become a loyal brother. While Alpha King thought I was trying to improve my image before the succession trial and court believed I had finally accepted defeat. None of them understood that I had never changed my goal. My goal will never change. As long as I am alive and well, I will never let my brother be crowned Alp

Third person's POV Just as written in the letter that was sent, the castle was attacked. The attack began before dawn.The palace was still asleep when the first alarm sounded across the royal territory, shattering the quiet darkness that normally covered the packhouse during the final hours of the night. Most of the servants were still in their quarters, noble families remained asleep inside guest wings, and even many of the guards stationed throughout the palace corridors had expected nothing more eventful than another routine shift change.Then fire appeared.One moment the outer grounds were silent, and the next orange flames erupted near the eastern defensive wall, illuminating the darkness and sending thick smoke rising into the night sky. Bells immediately began ringing throughout the territory as warriors rushed toward their assigned positions while frightened servants stumbled from their rooms in confusion."Attack!" someone shouted from one of the watchtowers."To your posi

Nora's POV I had never hated silence as much as I did after the attack.The palace was no longer the lively place it had become after I arrived. The halls that had once been filled with servants carrying trays, noblewomen gossiping behind painted fans, and guards exchanging casual conversations now felt suffocating. Every corridor echoed with hurried footsteps and clipped orders, while the smell of smoke still drifted through the open windows despite the fires having been extinguished hours ago. Everywhere I looked, someone was repairing broken walls, cleaning dried blood from the marble floors, or carrying another injured warrior toward the infirmary.It was my fault.No matter how many times I tried to convince myself that I had only revealed those secrets because my mother's life had been hanging by a thread, I couldn't escape that simple truth.People had been hurt because of me.I stood by the window inside my chambers, watching several workers replace one of the shattered gates