All Chapters of Alpha, Let's End This Bond!: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

AriaDinner was supposed to be harmless. Just food and small talk. A break from overthinking.I should’ve known better.Wynne had introduced me to his partner, Hogan Beardsley, a man impossible to overlook. He was handsome in a calculated, meticulous way.I noted his keen eyes, his perfectly tailored suit, and his subtly menacing smile. The kind of man who looked like he’d never lost an argument in his life—and if he had, he’d turned it into a win anyway.He effortlessly dominated the room without being loud, but through a confidence that seemed like an essential part of his character.He picked the restaurant—one of those trendy downtown fusion places where the lighting was dim on purpose, and everything costs more just because the plates are pretty.Hogan called it “strategic ambiance.” Alder called it “Stormbourne-level pricing,” which earned him a playful smack from his wife.“Luna Aria,” Hogan said warmly, pulling out a chair for me. “I’m really glad you could make it.”“Me too,”

Aria"I promise you, Grandpa. I'll cut all ties with Ivy immediately. I'll cherish Aria, and there will be no divorce. We'll stay together."The promise was made in a room that felt as if everything were coming to an end.I didn't catch everything Luca said. I only heard bits and pieces. But I noticed his straight back, his low voice, and the way his hands were curled up tight, like he was holding something delicate but also dangerous at the same time.Old Alpha Magnus never opened his eyes again after that. His chest went up once. Then a second time. And then it just stopped moving. He finally found peace.The room went completely silent. It was a bone-deep silence that wouldn't leave.The house turned into a machine overnight.Word of Old Alpha Magnus's death spread fast. Werewolves from all different packs started showing up right away to pay tribute.The room was filled with black fabric and flickering white candles.Everyone kept their voices low, and they went completely silent

AriaI woke up to the soft, angry cry of my babies.I heard Aurora's cry first, a high-pitched scream. Adrian followed half a second later, lower and more agitated, as if he'd just woken up to complain.My body reacted before my brain did.A sharp, burning pain shot through my chest, making my eyes go blurry.I sucked in a breath through my teeth and pushed myself upright, moving slowly and carefully, as if one wrong shift would shatter me.Luca stirred beside me immediately.“Aria?” His voice was hoarse, half asleep, and his hands were already starting to reach out.“I’ve got it,” I whispered, already swinging my legs over the bed. “Go back to sleep.”But he sat up, his eyes tracking me as I grabbed my robe and slipped into the nursery.Aurora was red-faced and furious, screaming her head off. Beside her, Adrian was still mostly asleep, but he had a grumpy, irritated look that suggested he was awake only to protest.“Okay, okay,” I murmured, lifting Aurora first. “I know. I know.”I

LucaI didn’t plan to think about her.That was the lie I told myself as I walked into the office that morning, my jacket still creased from sleeping on the couch, brain fogged by the kind of night where my body rests but my head absolutely does not.It didn’t work.Everything reminded me of Aria.My coffee tasted like battery acid.The hallway was unnervingly silent.And Kenia looked at me like she was holding a secret, just weighing whether she should spill it now or wait for a better moment.She chose to wait for later.“Alpha,” she called out. I looked up to find her leaning in my doorway. She had her tablet tucked under one arm and a look on her face that said she wasn't just passing by. “You got time?”“Make it quick.”She raised a brow. “Rowan called me last night. He told me about Ivy.”I didn’t respond. Kenia took that as permission to continue. She’s worked with me long enough to read my silences like subtitles.“Ivy’s been complaining about you,” Kenia said. “Saying you’ve b

LucaThe silence fell into the room.Aria’s fingers relaxed just enough to stop fighting mine.Her gaze dropped to our hands, tangled around the folder, a fragile truce neither of us had agreed to but were too tired to break.“You’re planning for me to walk away,” she whispered. "You know I always want to sever our bond in the first place."“No.”She looked up.“Not for you to walk away,” I said. “For you to have the choice. There’s a difference.”Something flickered in her eyes. She looked hurt for a second, then lost, before she finally slammed that old wall of defiance back up between us.She slowly pulled her hands away, but left the folder on the bed.“Why didn’t you tell me?” she asked. “About all this.”I hesitated.“Would you have believed me?”Her jaw tightened. “Probably not.”“Then there’s your answer.”She shook her head slowly. “I don’t understand you.”I took a step closer. “That’s fair. I don’t understand myself either sometimes.”Her breath hitched. I saw her throat wo