All Chapters of The Possessive Alpha Kings: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Third party PovRogue Camp – Blackpine Forest.Ezra, the rogue leader, slammed his fist against the large oak tree, the bark splintering under his knuckles. At his feet, the lifeless body of yet another of his wolf lay sprawled in the dirt, eyes wide, throat torn out. The metallic stench of blood clung thick to the air. “Five,” Ezra snarled, his voice a guttural growl. “Five of ours dead in a week!”The remaining rogues shifted uneasily around the firelit clearing, their faces shadowed by flickering flames. The Alpha Twins, Mason and Maddox, had never been this ruthless before. They’d tolerated the rogues so long as they stayed beyond the border. But now? Now it was a slaughter. Something had changed. Ezra’s claws appeared, digging into his palms. “They’re hunting us like game,” he spat. “Since when does Alpha Mason and Alpha Maddox give a damn about rogues?” Ezra growled to his second, a lean male with a missing ear. “Something’s lit a fire under their asses, and I want to know wh

Alpha Mason’s PovThe moment my shoes hit the floor of the pack house, my wolf screamed. Not with rage, but with absence.Her scent was gone.Haelyn… she wasn’t here.I stopped mid-stride, my breath stopping in my throat. Maddox stepped in behind me, his growl rising, then faltering. My chest constricted like my lungs forgot how to function. The hallway, once always saturated with her warmth, now felt cold. Hollow.“She’s not here,” Maddox voice was barely above a whisper as he spoke to me. “I can’t smell her.”Neither could I.No soft sweetness. No warmth. Just a void where she should’ve been. It was like someone had ripped her out of this place, and out of me.I felt a deep growl tug at my throat. In dread, my wolf thrashed. The thin connection between us that existed before is now gone, muted as if she had hidden it beneath several layers of rock.“No.” I stormed forward. “She wouldn’t just... she wouldn’t leave us.”But she had.Alice laid against the ground. Not conscious. Her bo

Haelyn’s Pov Okay. So… maybe I didn’t think this through. I stared at the sad excuse for a “campfire” in front of me. It was more smoke than flame, and I was fairly certain the last twig I added hissed at me like it wanted to fight. Honestly? I wanted to fight back. Since everyone wanted to be a bitch. My stomach growled for the fourth time, and I glared at the sorry handful of granola I had left in my bag like it betrayed me. I struck the flint again. Nothing. Again. A spark! Nope. It fizzled out like my will to survive. Snap. I paused. That wasn’t me. I stilled, heart jumping. The trees creaked in the wind, but there’d definitely been something else just now. A dry twig. A misstep. Something moved. I looked over my shoulder, nothing but trees, cold and looming. Note to self: next time you run away from your terrifyingly hot Alpha mates while pregnant with their triplets, steal more snacks. I was cold, miserable, and hungry enough to start looking at tree bark like it was

Haelyn's Pov The fire was almost gone now. Just a few weak embers blinking up at me. I could feel the tiny warmth I’d received from it now leaving me. I sat cross-legged in front of it, my arms wrapped tightly around myself, trying to squeeze some warmth back into my bones. The cold had settled, not just into my skin, but under it, wrapping around my spine, crawling into my chest. I was beginning to shiver once again. Circe’s words kept echoing in my mind. One child… or none. Your powers. Your parents. The baby will be mine. I pressed a hand to my stomach, trying to think, trying to breathe, but my mind felt like sludge. How was I supposed to choose? How was any mother supposed to? I didn’t even know if I was crying anymore. My face was numb. My fingers were numb. My heart… definitely not numb. Just broken in ways I didn’t know how to name. I hadn’t made a decision. How could I? The fire sputtered again. My stomach gave another pathetic growl. Everything was dimming

Haelyn's Pov My lips parted, but no words came, my mind racing with disbelief. “You know about Circe?” I asked, trying to reduce the shock in my voice. “Did you meet her when you were looking for me?” My mate Maddox stepped forward. “There are a lot of things we know about you, Haelyn,” he said, stepping closer, “things you don’t even know we’ve found out.” Before I could demand answers, his strong arms wrapped around me and effortlessly lifted me off the floor. I let out a soft gasp, my heart racing from the sudden contact once again, the way his touch still made my body ache and crave more, even when I was furious. “You need to rest,” he said simply, placing me gently on the bed like I weighed nothing. I sat up instantly, clutching my stomach protectively. “Whatever’s in that bottle is my business,” I snapped, staring straight into his eyes. “And these babies growing inside me… they’re mine too. Anyone who tries to harm them will face my full wrath. I don’t care who it is