All Chapters of The Beta's Forsaken Daughter : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Isabella POV“Relax, little mate,” Killian whispered against the side of my ear, his warm breath fanning across my skin as my heart practically leaped right out of my throat.“I am completely relaxed, thank you very much,” I replied, making sure to enunciate every single syllable of the gratitude with heavy sarcasm.If this man truly believed he was acting like some grand knight in shining armor rescuing a damsel in distress, he was thoroughly mistaken.“Are you really?” he challenged, a playful, mischievous smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.“Really,” I stated, keeping my eyes fixed on his and forcing every drop of composure onto my face.“Are you absolutely sure about that, little matey?” he purred, leaning down a fraction lower.“Yes,” I whispered back, even as my heart hammered violently against my ribs like a wild bird trapped in a cage.In the very next breath, he closed the remaining distance between us, moving so dangerously close that my brain completely panicked and s

Isabella POV“Well, well,” Daphne said, her cool gray eyes narrowing as she locked her gaze onto me. Her tone was sharp, stripped entirely of any polite palace decorum. “It must feel absolutely wonderful to have the whole kingdom staring at you through camera lenses, doesn't it?”“You must be so proud of yourself,” Celeste added, taking a deliberate step forward and poking her index finger firmly against my shoulder.A sharp spike of annoyance shot through my chest, but I forced my muscles to relax, tightly curling my fingers into palms to keep my hands steady.“I can see you two are practically dying of curiosity,” I drawled, tilting my head and matching Celeste's hostility with a cold, unyielding stare.I watched the arrogance flicker in her eyes as I maintained eye contact, letting the silence stretch just long enough to make her shift her weight uncomfortably.“Since you are so desperate for answers, I suppose I could be generous enough to share,” I added, dropping the icy glare a

Isabella POV The second his lips crushed against mine, every coherent thought in my head dissolved into raw, liquid fire. The dark, intoxicating woodsy scent of his aura wrapped around my senses, his golden brown eyes burning with unadulterated desire as his hands pulled me flush against his hard chest. Instead of pushing him away, my hands acted on their own. I tangled my fingers into his thick, dark hair and kissed him back, turning the embrace into a fierce, desperate struggle for dominance. I parted my lips, letting my tongue slide past his teeth to explore every inch of his mouth. Killian groaned into the kiss, his grip tightening around my waist as he lifted me effortlessly onto his lap. His broad hands traced down my throat, unbuttoning the front of my clashing plaid shirt and shoving the fabric off my shoulders. Before I could catch my breath, his large palm cupped my bare breast, his thumb mercilessly pinching my hardened peak right through the thin lace of my bralette. A

Isabella POVA suffocating, icy silence settled over the room.Through the polished surface of the vanity mirror, my eyes locked onto Vesper's. Her slender, pale hands remained completely still, buried deep in my damp hair, her sharp grey gaze unreadable. Beside me, Clover was still holding the inner hem of the gown, her freckled face pale as she realized the gravity of what she had just blurted out.A tracking spell.Of course. Killian wasn't just gifting me an exquisite gown out of royal courtesy or romantic affection. He was marking his territory. He knew I was looking for a way out, and he was taking every precaution to ensure his wolfless mate remained strictly on his leash for the entire night.A dark, bitter laugh threatened to bubble up in my chest, but I kept my face entirely smooth, forcing a low, calm breath through my nose.“Enchanted moon-thread, you say?” I murmured, breaking the silence as I tilted my head back to look up at Vesper. “That sounds terribly expensive. Is t

Isabella POV“Then I suggest you watch very carefully, Killian,” I whispered back softly, letting a faint, dangerous smile touch my lips. “Because you might just miss the grand finale.”A dark, unreadable spark flashed across Killian's golden eyes. His fingers lingered on my collarbone for one agonizing second longer before a sharp voice cut through the heavy atmosphere.“Your Highness! Apologies for the interruption, but the grand council and the court await your opening address in the main hall immediately.”Killian’s assistant stood at the end of the upper corridor, bowing low with a look of extreme urgency. Killian let out a low, frustrated breath, adjusting the cuffs of his tailored midnight black suit.“I will be waiting for you inside, little mate,” he murmured, his deep voice carrying a quiet command before turning toward his assistant. “Do not keep the court waiting.”Oh, don't worry, I thought silently as he turned to leave, watching his broad shoulders disappear down the ga