All Chapters of Alpha, Let's End This Bond!: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

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Blood And Bones Ties

ARIAThe apartment was too quiet. After Luca stormed out, the silence didn’t feel like peace; it felt like an empty tomb. Every time I closed my eyes, I heard that thin, desperate wail over the phone. Mama! Mama! It was a devastating sound that sawed right through my ribs, making my chest ache with a heavy pressure.I paced the length of my studio, stepping over the discarded pen holder. My hand went to my throat, grazing the mark Luca had left that still stung like a fresh burn. I should hate him. I did hate him. But my body didn't care about the divorce papers or the fights. My body was screaming for my babies.I couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed my phone and dialed Aunt Camilla."Aria? Is that you, dear?" Camilla’s voice was hushed, like she was hiding in a closet."How are they? Are they still crying?" I didn't bother with small talk. My voice was thick, raw from the sobbing I’d done on the floor."They’ve settled a bit, bu

Old Wounds.

ARIAIvy didn’t just walk in; she reclaimed the room. She stood there, looking like a million bucks in a silk trench coat that probably cost more than my car. Her eyes flicked from the baby at my breast to Luca, then back to me. For a second, she looked like she’d seen a ghost, but the mask of "perfect Ivy" snapped back into place before I could blink."Aria, dear," she said, her voice dripping with that fake, sugary sweetness. "I didn't realize you were visiting. I suppose the divorce hasn't quite severed the motherly instincts yet?"I didn't look up. I kept my focus on Aurora’s little face. "The divorce is between Luca and me, Ivy. My kids are a different story."Ivy stepped further into the nursery, her heels snapping against the hardwood as she looked around like she owned the place."Exactly. Which is why we should all be sensible about this. Luca and I... well, we’ve decided to start over. Properly this time." She looked at Luca

Last Supper

ARIAThe dining room felt like hollow, cold, and way too big for just two people who couldn’t even look each other in the eye.Aunt Camilla had gone all out. The table was covered in the stuff I used to crave back when I actually called this place home. Roasted lamb with rosemary, honey-glazed carrots, and a bowl of the creamy potato mash she knew I loved. She bustled around, her face tight with a hopeful sort of energy that made my stomach twist."Sit, sit," she urged, fluttering her hands. "Aria, you look like you haven't eaten a real meal in weeks. Studio life is no excuse for starving."I sat. I didn't have the heart to tell her that my appetite had died the moment I saw Luca’s silhouette in the nursery doorway. I picked up the serving spoon and started piling food onto a plate. Not mine—Camilla’s."Here, Auntie. You’ve been on your feet all day. Sit down and eat with us," I said, my voice sounding steadier than I felt.

White Moonlight's Shadow

ARIAI stood there, the heavy brass of the front door handle freezing my palm. Luca’s plea—“can we not do this?”—hung in the air like a thick, suffocating fog. For a heartbeat, my brain short-circuited. It was the one thing I never expected to hear from the Alpha who usually barked orders like they were gospel.But then, Ivy’s smug, porcelain face flashed in my mind. “He’s always had feelings for me. You were just the placeholder.”The heat of a sudden, jagged anger flared in my chest. I turned back to him, my grip tightening on my bag."Is that the game today, Luca?" I asked, my voice trembling with a bitter laugh. "Ivy pushes your buttons, so you use me to push back? What, did she not give you enough attention in the nursery, so now you’re trying to reel me back in to make her jealous?"Luca flinched, his brow furrowing over the messy bandage. "This isn't a game, Aria. I’m being serious. I w

Suffocating Air

ARIAThe air in the foyer was thick, used up, and smelled like a storm that had just broken. We were both panting, the only sound between us the ragged, uneven hitch of our lungs.I leaned my back against the cold wood of the door, my chest heaving. Then, the tickle in my throat—the one I’d been fighting since my fever broke—turned into a violent, hacking cough. It ripped through me, doubling me over. I clutched my ribs, my vision blurring as I struggled to catch a breath that wasn't full of Luca’s scent."Aria."His voice was different now. The predatory edge had dulled, replaced by a sudden, sharp flick of worry. He reached out, his hand hovering near my shoulder but not quite touching. "You’re still sick. You shouldn't have been out in the night air."I couldn't even answer. I just shook my head, my face flushed and hot."Do you want water? Sit down, Aria. You’re going to collapse." He sounded softer, humanized, bu

The Divorce Club.

LUCAThe neon sign for The Den flickered, a jagged pulse of violet light that made the gash on my forehead throb.I didn’t give a shit about the bandage peeling at the edges, and I damn sure didn’t care about the sharp, twisting cramp in my gut that felt like a wolf trying to claw its way out."Alpha, take it easy. Your stomach is a mess, and you’re bleeding through the dressing." Rowan reached for the bottle of amber liquid on the low table between us.I swiped it away, the glass clinking against my signet ring. "Don't touch it. I'm paying for the bottle, I'm finishing it."I poured another glass, the smell of peat and smoke hitting me like a memory. I downed it in one go. The burn was the only thing that felt real. The rest of the night—the nursery, the scent of Aria’s skin, the way she’d looked at me like I was a stray dog she was afraid to pet—was just a fever dream I was trying to drown."You’re going

Midnight Calls And Fresh Start

LUCAI felt dizzy like a hammer against my skull.Rowan was gone—taken to the ER with a jaw that was probably wired shut by now. I sat alone in the wreckage of the VIP booth, staring at the amber liquid left in my glass. It looked like poison. It tasted like regret."Alpha. Enough."Alder was standing there with disapproval look. He didn’t stare at me with fear anymore; he looked at me with pity. That stung worse than the punch I’d landed on Rowan."I'm fine, Alder. Leave the bottle.""You’re not fine. You’re a mess," Alder snapped, crossing his arms. He wasn't playing the loyal Beta right now; he was being the only guy left with a spine. "Think about the kids, Alpha. You go home smelling like a distillery and looking like you crawled out of a gutter—is that what Adrian and Aurora need? A father who’s checked out because his ego is bruised?"The mention of their names was like a bucket of ice water. I looke

Sharp Tongues and Clean Cuts

ARIAI stood by the window, watching the city lights begin to blink on, feeling like a ghost at my own celebration.Tasha was in her element, leaning against a display table and animatedly chatting with Brandon. She was doing that thing where she laughed a little too loud to make him feel welcome, and Brandon—bless him—was taking it all in with his usual, steady patience. He looked good in the soft gallery lighting, a calm port in the middle of my storm."He’s got it bad for you, you know."I jumped slightly as Nova slid up beside me, two glasses of sparkling cider in her hands. She handed me one, her eyes tracking Tasha and Brandon."He’s just being supportive, Nova. Don't start," I murmured, taking a sip."Supportive doesn't usually come with five-foot-tall flower stands and a look that says he’d fight a rogue for you," she countered, her voice dropping. "So, real talk. The hearing is tomorrow. You still solid?"I lo

Blood In The Water

LUCAThe silence in the study was eating me alive. I’d spent the last three hours staring at the divorce decree on my desk, the words blurring into a mess of legal jargon that basically said my life was over. My phone buzzed on the mahogany surface, vibrating like an angry hornet.Ivy.I let it ring out. I wasn't in the mood for her "consolation" or whatever angle she was playing today. But then it buzzed again. And a third time.I grabbed it, my thumb sliding across the screen with more force than necessary. "What, Ivy? I’m busy.""Wow, someone’s in a mood," she chirped, though her voice sounded tight, like she’d been chewed up and spit out. "I just thought you should know what your 'loyal' wife is up to on the eve of your big day."I stiffened, the wolf inside me lifting its head. "Speak.""I just saw her at Le Sel. She wasn't exactly mourning the end of her marriage, Luca. She was tucked away in a corner with two men. The

Sidewalk Spectacle.

ARIALuca stood by his car, his chest heaving, his face twisted into a sneer that made him look like a total stranger."Startled, Aria?" he spat, spitting the words out like broken glass. "I guess that’s the look people get when they’re caught red-handed. I didn't realize the ink on the divorce papers had to be dry before you started auditioning the replacement.""Caught?" I stepped forward, my hands curling into fists at my sides. "I’m having dinner with my lawyer and a friend, Luca. It’s called a life. You should try having one that doesn't involve stalking me.""A friend?" He let out a harsh, barking laugh that didn't reach his eyes. "Is that what we're calling him now? You admitted it, remember? Back at the house. You told me you were involved with him."Behind me, I heard the car door click. Brandon stepped out, his expression shifting from confusion to a deep, worried frown. "Involved? Aria, what is he talking about?"My face went nuclear. I could feel the heat radiating off my

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