All Chapters of The Alpha King's Vengeful Warrior Mate: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Inside his mind, Nyxar practically howled with delight. "Our mate is awake." Aurelian ignored him as usual, keeping his expression as unreadable as ever. "Go to her." Nyxar pushed him. "No." Aurelian said immediately. "Ask how she feels." "No." "Tell her you were worried." "Absolutely not." Aurelian almost looked mortified. "Tell her you stayed beside her." Nyxar said, feeling frustrated already. Aurelian's jaw tightened as Nyxar continued his relentless teasing. "Stop talking," he finally muttered under his breath. The maid blinked, clearly confused by the sudden command, while Kaelara also stared at him from the bed. It took Aurelian a moment to realize that he had spoken aloud. A brief, awkward silence settled over the room before Kaelara tilted her head, her eyes narrowing with amusement. "Was that directed at me?" she asked, the corner of her mouth threatening to lift. "No." Aurelian's answer came immediately. "Then who?" Kaelara pressed, obvio

Several weeks had passed since the night Kaelara had stood between life and death and pulled the poison from Princess Isolde's body. The palace had slowly returned to its usual rhythm, but Kaelara's presence had become a permanent disturbance to that rhythm—or at least, that was how some people saw her. To the servants who had grown accustomed to her, she was simply Kaelara: the strange woman who had arrived from nowhere, refused to behave like a noble lady, preferred trousers and practical clothing to elaborate gowns, ate at the common dining table whenever she was allowed, and had somehow become one of Princess Isolde's favorite people. To the physicians, she was a mystery they desperately wanted to understand. To the elders, she was a question they had not yet found an answer to. To Lucian and Darius, she was entertainment sent directly from the heavens. And to the women who had spent years dreaming of becoming Aurelian Draven Blackthorn's chosen queen... She was an

The pair charged from opposite directions. The first swung a wooden sword toward her ribs while the second attacked her from behind. Kaelara ducked beneath the first strike. The wooden blade whistled over her head. She seized the attacker's arm and pulled him forward just as the second warrior's weapon came down. CRACK! The second warrior's blade struck his companion instead. The first warrior staggered backward in shock. Kaelara didn't waste the opportunity. She swept the second warrior's legs out from beneath him, caught his wooden sword before it hit the ground, and spun toward the first. He barely had time to raise his arms. Kaelara struck his chest with the flat of the wooden blade. THUD! He flew backward and landed several feet away. The second warrior scrambled to his feet, only to find Kaelara already standing in front of him, smiling. He immediately swung his sword. But she blocked. He swung again, and she stepped aside. Another strike... Ano

Kaelara immediately covered her mouth, trying to hide her laughter, but Darius wasn't nearly as successful. He burst out laughing, and Lucian followed a second later, shaking his head as though he had finally accepted that their king's patience had a limit. Aurelian slowly turned toward them, and both men immediately stopped. “Sorry,” Darius said. Aurelian stared at him. “No, you're not.” Darius's grin returned. “No, I'm not.” Lucian nodded solemnly. “He's right.” Aurelian's eyes narrowed. “I should have executed both of you years ago.” Darius shrugged. “But then who would entertain you?” “I don't need entertainment.” Lucian folded his arms. “You absolutely do.” Aurelian stared at him with a hard glare. Lucian smiled innocently. “See? You're already entertaining us.” Kaelara couldn't hold it anymore as she laughed. The sound caught Aurelian's attention, and for a brief moment, everything else seemed to disappear. His golden eyes settled on her, lingering on the smile t

Aurelian suddenly lunged. She barely blocked him, the impact forcing her backward. He attacked again. She blocked. Again... She twisted away. Again... She ducked. The courtyard became a blur of movement as weapon struck weapon, boots tore through the dirt, and clothing snapped in the wind. Kaelara spun beneath his spear, her hair whipping around her shoulders like a dark ribbon. Aurelian turned with her, his movements so fluid they seemed almost effortless. She attacked high, and he blocked. She attacked low, and he jumped. She thrust toward his shoulder, and he knocked her weapon aside. Kaelara released the spear with one hand and struck toward his chest. Aurelian caught her wrist, and Kaelara smiled. Aurelian's eyes narrowed. He knew that smile... Too late. Kaelara twisted his arm, stepped behind him, and used his momentum to attempt a throw. For the briefest moment, Aurelian's balance shifted, but instead of falling, he turned with her movement. His free arm wrapped