Todos os capítulos de Falling For The Alpha King: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

SELENA’S POV This is going to be a tough one. It’s going to be harder than I ever thought—surviving and fighting was hard. Especially when I was part of the minority. I was weak, weaker than a newborn. I have nothing to fight for me, how do I survive this? Giving up was never an option. I made a promise and I’m never backing out. I owe my mother that I owe my family this, even if it has to be the last thing I’d do. Jason, Seraphine, my weaknesses—they are all distractions. I’ll never forget why I was here, and I’d fight no matter what. I sat by the window in the pack house, watching the moonlight spill across the forest beyond as I was consumed by thoughts. The light played tricks on the shadows, bending them into shapes that danced just out of sight. The night was quiet, save for the occasional rustle of leaves or the distant howl of wolves. The serenity of the environment was beautiful, but inside me, there was no peace. My fingers tightened around the steaming cup of coffee in

PHINEHAS’S POV The fire crackled in the hearth, sending flickers of warmth against the stone walls of the cabin. Selena sat across from me, her elbows resting on the table, her chin perched on her hands. Her sharp green eyes—so like her mother’s—stared into mine, searching for something I didn’t know if I could give her. She deserved to know the truth—the mother she thought was dead was alive somewhere in the dungeon beneath. She needed to know at least but I couldn't give her what she wanted. Josh had been out for a trip, so Selena snuck her way to my cabin to spend some time with me. She already understood what was going on. She knew Josh was the bigger person in power tormenting me and would do the same to her if she didn't keep him down. He was an animal with no heart—he was a beast. “Phinehas,” she said softly, but there was an urgency beneath her voice, “tell me, how did she die?”“Who?” I asked, pretending like I didn't know who she was talking about in the first place.“Th

PHINEHAS’S POV I don't know if I should appreciate the fact that I had been united with my granddaughter for the first time in fifteen years or if I should feel miserable for being in the same space with her and yet be a stranger. I hated and loved every moment of it. Serving her was both a curse and a blessing. Every time I looked at her, my heart ached with the weight of everything I had lost. My son, my wife, her mother and her. She was my granddaughter, though she didn’t know it. She thought she was just a regular girl in a normal world, but she was a pawn in a pawn in Josh’s twisted game. He was lucky she existed. I would have ripped him in half without question. I was nothing more than a servant to her, the man who brought her meals and cleaned up after she finished. I was the man that errands for her. She didn’t know the truth—how could she? Josh had stolen her from me when she was just a child, wiping her memories and shaping her into the perfect tool for his schemes. I’d

TRISTIAN’S POV I just know the right thing to make her happy again, I thought as I looked at her from across the dining table. Even though she tried to hide it, I sense the hollow ache in her heart. The ache that I might never trust her again. The fear that Seraphine or Jason had ruined the beautiful bond we shared. I planned on us going away for the weekend and having a good time away from the tension in the pack house. I thought getting married would bring peace to me and the pack, but it was way worse than when I was single. Seraphine and Jason would not let me have a good time. They’ve sworn to bring chaos to me all the time. The crisp morning air bit against my skin as I stepped outside the packhouse. The sun was barely peeking over the horizon. It was the day we’d finally go out on our trip. I had handed everything over to Josh, the Beta, while I and my Luna had a good weekend away from the pack. Selena stood near the car, her arms wrapped tightly around herself despite the

SELENA’S POV “You know she’ll never like me,” I said to Tristian as we walked up to the stairs leading to our chambers. “Agatha, she’s a tough woman—she's overprotective too, but just give her time. I’m sure she’ll finally know you well,” he said, stopping and holding my hands. “I hope so. Speaking of knowing me—how can you describe me?” I asked, feeling intense at this moment. I’ve been many things to many people—weak, beautiful, fairy, hopeless, pathetic. I just wanted to know who he thinks I am. “You are—Selena. Beautiful, brave, relentless. You are the one that holds my heart and I’d give anything just to spend the rest of my life with you,” he said, with his gaze fixed on mine. The way he said it—he made my heart melt. I had this light feeling in me. A feeling I can never explain, Tristian just knows how to make me find my footing all the time. He’s just like my haven. No matter what I go through, he’s going to be there for me. “Why are you looking at me like I was that?” H