All Chapters of Fated To 3 Dangerous Alphas : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I met his gaze, refusing to back down, my hazel eyes flashing cold."I belong to no one, Malakai," I spat, using his raw name without his title for the first time. "You bit my neck to hide my scent from a hound. You put your mark on me to protect your own territory from an imperial investigation. Do not mistake my survival instincts for devotion. The moment the Continental Summit ends and Lord Vane leaves this mountain, I am taking my mother and leaving."A dangerous, low growl vibrated deep in Malakai’s chest. The air in the room instantly grew heavy, the atmospheric pressure dropping as his inner wolf, Fenris, bristled at the mention of my departure.He leaned down further, his face inches from mine. I could feel the scorching heat of his breath against my lips, the dark, possessive hunger in his gray eyes so intense it made my breath catch in my throat."You aren't going anywhere, Empress," he whispered, his deep voice rough and velvet-soft all at once. "You can hate me. You can sl

"No," Kieran whispered, his voice smooth as silk yet heavy with suppressed emotion. "I don't think jewels erase my mistakes, Aria. I know I failed you. I let my tactical paranoia blind me to Sienna’s scheming. I calculated facts and missed the truth staring me right in the face."He reached out, his long fingers gently brushing a dark strand of hair away from my cheek. I stiffened, leaning my head back to avoid his touch, but his hand hovered inches from my skin, radiating intense Alpha warmth."I am a tactician, little sun," Kieran murmured, his breath cool against my forehead. "I don't offer gifts out of pity. I offer armor. Tonight, Lord Vane will try to strip you bare in front of fifty Alphas. He wants them to see a weak, trembling maid. I want them to see an Empress who looks down on them from a throne."My chest heaved as I stared up into his piercing blue eyes. He was smooth—far smoother than Malakai’s brute strength or Silas’s quiet intensity. Kieran manipulated people with wo

The crowd screamed. Silas roared my name from the balcony.I didn't move until the last possible second.Just as the beast’s massive claw descended toward my neck, I dropped low, sliding across the sand right beneath its chest.The giant claw missed my skin by an inch, slamming into the granite floor where I had been standing a second prior, shattering the solid rock into a shower of dangerous stone shrapnel.While sliding beneath the monster's underbelly, I reached up with both hands, grabbing the heavy iron chain still dangling from the beast's neck collar.I kicked my feet against the arena floor, using the momentum of the sliding beast to flip myself up, landing cleanly on the Behemoth's massive, scale-armored back!The crowd went dead silent.The Behemoth thrashing violently, roaring in fury as it realized the small human female was riding its spine. It began bucking like a wild stallion, slamming its massive body against the spiked granite walls to crush me into paste.I ducked

Instead, I released a wave of pure, condensed Solis Gravitational Pressure.An invisible dome of golden force erupted outward from my body in a three-hundred-degree circle!The twenty assassins falling from the sky hit the invisible wall of force mid-air. The acoustic impact was like a cannon going off inside a cavern. Bones snapped, silver blades shattered into shrapnel, and all twenty attackers were thrown backward like ragdolls, slamming violently into the spiked perimeter walls of the arena.The entire Great Hall fell into a sudden, dead silence.The remaining assassins froze. The visiting foreign pack leaders stopped their retreat, staring down into the pit with wide, terrified eyes.Malakai, Silas, and Kieran turned to look at me, their breath catching in their throats.I stood in the center of the ring, my black velvet dress billowed around my legs, my dark mahogany hair blowing back from my face. My hazel eyes were no longer hazel—they were burning with a blinding, liquid-gold

The silence in the Alpha Suite heavy, cold, and suffocating."Ten thousand war-golems..." Silas muttered, standing up slowly as his dark timber aura flared in violent agitation. "Vane isn't trying to play politics at the Summit anymore. He knows he lost the legal battle in the arena. He's coming to wipe us off the map before the other foreign packs can ally with Aria.""He’s panicking," Kieran said softly, his blue eyes scanning the imperial parchment with terrifying speed. He didn't look afraid; his mind was already calculating troop movements, choke points, and defense vectors. "Vane saw Aria command the shadow-behemoth without igniting her flame. He realizes her raw Solis dominance can bypass his anti-magic poisons. If she takes the throne at the Summit, the High Council’s authority vanishes overnight.""Let them come," Malakai growled, his voice vibrating deep in his chest. He turned away from the bed, grabbing his dark heavy broadsword from the table and strapping the leather she