Todos los capítulos de The Alpha’s Heartless Choice: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

"I just want a real, true mate, Ronan," I pleaded, my voice breaking as the heavy scent of his Alpha musk wrapped around me on the cold stone terrace of the Wolfhart Moonkeep. "Every time you kiss me, you make me hesitate. I start to wonder if your wolf actually wants me, but then you turn around and parade Zanele in front of the whole Lycan Dominion. Stop torturing me. I'm begging you."Tears streamed down my cheeks, burning hot against my cold skin.My heart hammered against my ribs, aching so intensely my wolf whimpered inside my chest. I loved Ronan Wolfhart. He wasn't just my mate; he had been my entire world since the day High Alpha Elder Darius brought me to the packhouse after the Bloodmoon Blaze stole my parents. Pulling his dangerous, intoxicating shadow out of my life felt like ripping my own heart out of my chest.He didn't say a word. He stripped off his heavy leather Alpha coat, draped it over my bare shoulders, and yanked me tight against his massive frame. "Don't cry,

"I'm sorry, officers," I mumbled, my face burning with pure shame as the two Moonscar Enforcement guards lowered their silver spears. "I... I made a mistake. It's a misunderstanding. He's my husband.""Well, since nobody's getting eaten, we'll take our leave," the lead guard grunted, giving Ronan a strange look before stepping into the lift."Goodbye, officers," I whispered, bowing my head until the iron doors shut.I turned around to face Ronan, who was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. A cold, arrogant smirk played on his lips."I'm sorry," I muttered, rubbing my sore neck."Thanks to you, I just got cornered by lower-tier enforcement for the first time in my life," Ronan said, his voice flat and unbothered."I thought you left!" I snapped, my claws extending just a fraction as my wolf bristled. "The front array was wide open! I thought a rogue broke in!""You assumed?" he growled, stepping into my space.Before I could back up, his thick fingers reached out and gave m

"I met Doctor Graves at the High Council gala last month," I whispered back, trying to pry his heavy hand off my leg. "He's a respected specialist. Stop being paranoid.""He's looking at you like you're a piece of meat," Ronan growled, his grip tightening just enough to assert his dominance without hurting me. "Look at the stage, Sommy. Stop staring at him.""I am looking at the stage!" I huffed, puffing out my cheeks in annoyance.On stage, Doctor Alex delivered a brilliant presentation regarding how unborn pups inherit core-defects from mother wolves who suffer extreme emotional trauma or physical strain during early gestation.My breath caught in my throat. My hand instinctively dropped to my belly again. Trauma during early gestation... My mind flashed to the constant stress Ronan, Zanele, and the pack council had put me through over the past month. Was my baby in danger because of my broken heart?Ronan caught the subtle movement of my hand. His golden eyes flicked down to my sto

Zanele was propped up on plush silk pillows, a glowing comm-crystal in her hand as she replayed the recording of my speech at the Moonscar Plaza. Her eyes were fixed on the screen, her expression souring as she watched the proud, protective way Ronan had stared at me on stage.When she heard the door slam, she snapped the crystal shut and looked up, her face instantly melting into a sweet, fragile smile. "Ronan! You came... I thought you said you were busy with pack politics until late tonight?"Ronan didn't smile. He strode to the edge of her bed, his massive shadow completely engulfing her small frame. His golden eyes were pitch black with cold, terrifying rage."Did you tell the Ashfang clan about my marriage to Sommy?" Ronan’s voice dropped into a lethal growl that made the Healer crystals on the walls hum with tension.Zanele’s breath hitched. She shrank back against her pillows, her hand fluttering to her delicate throat. "W-What? Ronan, no... Of course not! Why would I—""Did y

Ronan stood up so fast his heavy carved chair scraped violently against the flagstones. His face was a mask of cold thunder as he looked down at me. "Go if you wish," he spat, his voice laced with absolute contempt. "I will not interfere."He turned on his heel and strode out of the dining hall, his heavy boots pounding against the stone until the massive iron doors slammed shut behind him."Ronan!" Adanna yelled after him, her face flushed with fury. "You arrogant fool!"She turned back to me, her expression instantly softening into deep, painful sympathy. "Do not let him break your spirit, child. You are coming with us tomorrow night."I swallowed the lump in my throat and forced a faint, lifeless nod, though I already knew the truth. I was not going anywhere.By the evening of the banquet, my body made the decision for me.The emotional strain of the past forty-eight hours, combined with the drafty stone corridors of the keep, had triggered a violent fever. My skin felt as if it we