All Chapters of The Alpha’s Heartless Choice: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

"You are returning to my quarters tonight?" I ask, staring across the kitchen table as the silver kettle whistles."I miss you," Ronan replies, his dark golden eyes locking onto mine with a heavy, unyielding intensity that makes my breath catch.He wants nothing more than to stay by my side and shield me from every storm. But before he can even deal with the looming threat of Kellan Stormfang, Jabari Silvermane had materialized out of nowhere, determined to claim a stake in my life. Ronan is far from frail, yet watching other powerful Alphas circle my path drives him to the edge of madness."You do not need to hover over me," I murmur, stirring the simmering broth."It is settled," Ronan says smoothly, stepping closer. "I am staying.""I need to clean up," I sigh, turning away from his burning gaze."Take your time," he murmurs.Though Ronan trusts my loyalty, the thought of Jabari lingers like a thorn in his chest. Unlike Kellan, Jabari shares no history with the Wolfhart bloodline,

"Why must you make this so difficult?" I ask, pulling away and staring at him across the mattress with a heavy, bruised heart."Because I love you," Ronan answers simply.He slowly buttons his shirt back over the jagged scar, smoothing his collar until he looks once again like the unshakeable, aristocratic Supreme Alpha of the Wolfhart Bloodline. Yet, after seeing what lies beneath that pristine fabric, I can no longer associate him with cold detachment.He is reckless, desperate, and completely unhinged when stripped of his restraint."You expect me to accept this?" I whisper, my voice thick with lingering shock. "You tore your own chest open because you could not control your demons?"Ronan’s golden eyes darken with an infinite, heavy sorrow. "I lost our pups, Sommy. And then I lost you. I was drowning in a hell of my own making."A bitter knot forms in my chest. When our unborn children were ripped from me, I had prayed for his destruction. I had wanted him to feel the same hollow,

"The chatter in this hall is becoming unbearable," Nicolette sneers, her voice cutting through the heavy tension of the Wolfhart Moonkeep gathering.I step forward, my boots clicking against the marble floor as I level a freezing, unyielding gaze at her. "You think you can hide behind your feigned ignorance, Zanele?""I have no idea what fabrications you are spinning, Sommy," she retorts, though the thin veneer of her confidence shatters as a sheen of nervous sweat coats her palms."You returned to the Dominion under the guise of treating a terminal blood-fever," I say, my voice rising in sharp, cutting notes. "Ronan searched every archive in the northern registries for a compatible marrow donor, and found my tissue type on file. I was carrying our pups at the time—unable to yield my marrow without destroying them. But you, in your monstrous selfishness, engineered my abduction, drugged me into a waking coma, and forced the Healers to harvest my marrow whi

"Are you injured?"The entire film crew rushes across the dusty floor of the studio, their voices overlapping in a chaotic panic as I lie motionless on the cold stone.Valerie kneels beside me, her hands hovering in absolute terror. "High Healer! Let me call the medical transport!""I cannot move my lower back," I choke out, my face as pale as fresh snow as the searing pain shoots through my spine. "Call the emergency Healer transport. Now.""Right away!" Valerie screams, pulling out her communication rune with trembling hands.Word spreads through Moonscar City like wildfire. Within an hour of my transfer to the central clinic ward, Tarian marches into my private room, his brow furled in heavy, dangerous lines."I have already sent enforcers to inspect the rigging cables on set," Tarian says, his voice dropping into a harsh whisper. "Someone filed the steel core down with a silver blade.""So it was deliberate," I state, my chest heaving as I lean back against the pillows."Obviously

"Do you seriously expect me to stand by while you crawl through a hostile estate in the dead of night?" Ronan’s deep voice murmurs directly against my eardrum through the encrypted satellite headset."I am not asking for your permission," I whisper back, my gloved fingers gripping the top of the cold stone perimeter wall of the Yoeger mansion."You are infuriatingly reckless, Sommy," Ronan growls softly from miles away, the friction of his breathing vibrating over the audio channel. "If a single guard lays a hand on you, I will burn this entire district to ash.""Keep your threats to yourself and watch the perimeter feed," I retort, hoisting myself over the rampart and dropping silently into the frozen courtyard below.The grounds of the Yoeger estate are dead silent, shrouded in the bitter frost of a Moonscar City winter. I stay low against the shadowed stone masonry, my boots making zero sound as I navigate toward the western wing where Matriarch