All Chapters of The Maid Who Stole My Alpha: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

(Daciana POV)The unborn child’s heartbeat echoed across the sacred field, and every wolf stood frozen beneath the weight of Otsana’s warning.Once.Twice.Three times.Each beat sounded too small to carry two kingdoms, yet every pulse made Blackfang and Northridge wolves step farther apart.I watched fear move through them like fire through dry grass, fast, hungry, and ready to burn whoever stood closest.Blackfang stared at Ashina’s stomach with horror because the woman they had almost crowned again now carried a child that could enslave them.Northridge stared at Gonzalo with broken trust because their king’s most loyal captain had become part of the weapon aimed at them.And everyone stared at me like my blood had become the door, the key, and the battlefield all at once.I wanted to scream at them to stop looking at me.I wanted to tear the moon from the sky and demand why my life kept becoming sacred whenever someone needed a knife.Instead, I stood in servant brown, with blood

(Daciana POV)Lobo’s acceptance fell over the sacred field like a chain thrown around every throat, and Blackfang’s old shame found a new face.He stood with Bardolph’s Alpha ring on his finger, smiling at me like I was not a woman, but property returning to law.The Blackfang elders looked relieved, because frightened men love any strong voice that promises their sins can become tradition again.Bardolph stepped forward with murder in his eyes, but I felt through the bond that his rage was fighting something more dangerous.Guilt.He had surrendered his seat to prove he would not own me, and his own elders had turned that surrender into another cage.Lobo lifted his hand, letting the black Alpha ring flash red beneath the moon as if the stone approved his claim.“Daciana of Rudina’s blood will return to Blackfang under elder protection until the old marriage contract is fulfilled,” he said.Conri’s sword came free with a sound sharp enough to make several wolves step backward.“North

(Daciana POV)Lobo’s words turned the lower house into a battlefield before any sword fully touched flesh, because fear moved faster than steel.Tonight, I take the crown.The sentence rang inside my skull while Blackfang warriors split into two lines beneath the old bread oven’s shaking rafters.Some stood behind Bardolph with horror on their faces, finally seeing the rot that had been sleeping under their laws for years.Others moved behind Lobo with red light burning in their eyes, bound by Adolphus’s twisted pact and the stolen Alpha ring.Servants screamed as warriors drew blades among laundry baskets, bread shelves, water buckets, and the floor that had hidden my mother’s crown.Conri pulled me back from the center, but his hand released me quickly because he knew I would not be dragged from my own choice.Bardolph stepped toward Lobo, his claws out, his face hard with the kind of rage that no longer looked blind.“Touch that crown, and I will tear the ring from your hand with e

(Daciana POV)The hooded woman’s words entered the ruins like a blade already familiar with my blood, and every wolf seemed to forget how breathing worked.Hello, sister.The word should have felt warm, because I had spent my life unknowingly alone beneath lies, stolen names, and hidden graves.Instead, it felt like another trap wearing my mother’s face before I even knew whether hope was allowed to live inside it.She stood beneath the broken archway with one gray eye, one gold eye, and a black moon bracelet around her wrist.That bracelet had been in my mother’s vision, fastened around the second baby before Rudina gave her to a stranger in shadow.Ashina stared at her with fear sharp enough to cut through all her old pride, while Tala shook so badly the chains rattled against stone.The marked servants remained on their knees, not before me, not before Ashina, but before the woman who had called me sister.That told me enough to be afraid.“Who are you?” I asked, though my blood wa

(Daciana POV)I stand between my sister, my mother’s crown, and the terrifying truth that blood spilled before the ceremony may decide everything.Tala’s blood touched Rudina’s crown, and the red stones answered like sleeping hearts waking beneath a grave full of unfinished prayers.The courtyard froze as silver branches along the crown shivered, and every wolf watched the old metal drink the blood like rain.My sister still held the black bone blade beneath Tala’s throat, but even she looked startled when the crown began to pulse.Adolphus smiled from Bardolph’s old Alpha chair, and that smile told me the crown had done exactly what he had expected.Conri stepped toward Tala, but marked servants tightened their blades around the old woman before he could cross the space.Bardolph stood beside me, close enough for the bond to burn with his fear, but far enough to honor my command.Lobo laughed softly behind his bound warriors, as if the crown’s awakening had proven every old law he wa