All Chapters of Dear Alpha, I’m Far Gone: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

  Seraphine's POV Aldrid left without me. The servants whispered it when they thought I could not hear. He rode to the Council fortress at dawn. Alone. Did not tell me. Did not invite me. Went to discuss matters that concerned our future and excluded me entirely. I stood at the window of my chambers watching the empty road. My reflection stared back from the glass. Beautiful. Perfectly dressed. Utterly powerless. The rage that lived beneath my skin flared hot and vicious. Years. I had spent years positioning myself. Playing the devoted mistress. The patient lover. Waiting for Calista to be disposed of so I could finally take what should have been mine from the beginning. And now Aldrid was pulling away. Making decisions without consulting me. Treating me like some forgotten toy. "My lady." My maid entered quietly. "Lord Aldrid's advisor is here to see you." 

  Zevran's POV The pain started before dawn. Sharp. Burning. Like claws raking through my chest from the inside out. I gripped the edge of my desk and forced myself to breathe through it. This was the third attack this week. They were getting worse. The healers had been clear. My time was running out. The curse that had been placed on me years ago was finally claiming its due. They had given me months. Maybe weeks. But I could feel it now with every labored breath. Death was circling closer. I could not tell Calista. She had enough weight on her shoulders without carrying mine too. She was finally healing. Finally learning to smile again. I would not steal that from her by making her watch me die. The pain subsided enough for me to stand. I splashed cold water on my face and dressed carefully. Made sure nothing in my appearance would give me away. Control was everything. I h

Zevran's POV I had lived for centuries. Seen empires rise and fall. Watched kingdoms burn and rebuild from ashes. But nothing in all those years had prepared me for the way Calista looked at me in that moment. Like I was her salvation and her destruction wrapped into one. Like she trusted me with pieces of herself she had never shown anyone.Her whispered words echoed in my mind. I do not want to stop. Three simple words that shattered every wall I had built around my heart. Every rule I had made about keeping distance. About protecting her from the complications that came with being close to me. All of it crumbled the second her lips found mine again.I kissed her slowly this time. Savored every taste. Every soft sound she made against my mouth. My hands mapped the curve of her waist. The dip of her spine. Skin softer than anything I had touched in lifetimes. She trembled beneath me and I gentled my touch even more. Made sure she felt cherished instead of claimed. Worshiped instead

Aldrid's POVI never thought I would see Noctis. The legendary kingdom that existed only in whispers and old stories. The place the Council pretended did not exist because acknowledging it meant admitting there were wolves beyond their control. But here I was. Being escorted through gates that should not have opened. Into a kingdom that made Vargath look like a shadow of what wolves could be.The beauty struck me first. Buildings crafted from white stone that seemed to glow in the morning light. Gardens bursting with flowers I had no names for. People moving through the streets with purpose and joy instead of fear. This was what a kingdom looked like when it was not strangled by the Council's grip. When wolves were allowed to thrive instead of just survive.Kaelen walked beside me. Silent and watchful. His men flanked us on all sides. A reminder that I was here as a guest at best. A prisoner at worst. I had agreed to come willingly after days of deliberation. After realizing that prid

Seraphine's POVThe pain was exquisite. Like every nerve in my body had been set on fire and then drowned in ice water. I bit down on the leather strap they had given me and tasted blood. My blood. Copper and salt flooded my mouth as my teeth cut through my own lip. But I did not scream. Would not give them the satisfaction of hearing me break.The Council chamber was cold. Stone walls that seemed to absorb warmth instead of reflect it. Torches flickered in brackets but their light felt distant. Wrong. Like they burned with something other than natural flame. Three Council members stood in a circle around me. Their faces hidden behind ceremonial masks that made them look like demons. Maybe they were. Maybe that was what happened when you spent centuries accumulating power with no regard for the cost."The serum is taking hold." One of them spoke. His voice was distorted by the mask. "Her body is accepting the transformation."Serum. That was what they called it. Like it was medicine i