All Chapters of The Alpha King's Lost Mate : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Esteria I stared at Elliott, waiting for him to correct what he had just said. But he didn’t. His hand remained around mine, warm and steady, while I struggled to understand why he would tell everyone we had been intimate before our marriage. We both knew that wasn’t true. Elowen looked at me. I remembered our conversation that morning and felt my face grow hot. She knew we only kissed. She listened while I worried that her brother might still be uncertain about being with me. Now he was telling her something completely different. For a moment, I thought she would question him. Instead, she sat on my other side and gently moved my hair away from my wet cheek. “You’re going to have a baby,” she said softly. Hearing it from her made my eyes fill again. “I don’t know what to do.” “You don’t have to know everything today.” She kissed my cheek. “We’ll help you.” Alaric stepped closer. His brown eyes rested on Elliott before he looked at me. “Congratulations, both of you.” I tri

Selianna “Take your boots off before you come any farther.” I stopped inside the doorway. My grandmother stood beside the dining table, watching the mud fall from my boots onto her clean floor. “The training ground is wet.” “I can see that.” I waited for her to call someone to clean it. She waited for me to move. In the end, I took off my boots. Nearly two weeks in Greyhaven, and I was still losing arguments before they properly began. Lady Odelia Drawolf had been Luna of Silvercrest long before my mother. After my grandfather died, she returned to the pack where she was born. My father said she wanted to be near her remaining family. I wished he had left her there without remembering that I could join her. “There’s a cloth in the kitchen,” she said. I looked at the muddy marks, then at her. Her dark-brown eyes didn’t move from my face. “Everyone cleans up after themselves in this house, Selianna.” I went to get the clothes. My wolf pushed restlessly beneath my skin as

Esteria Elowen was waiting near the stairs when we returned. She took one look at my face, then looked at Elliott. “Why are both of you so quiet?” “Give her a moment,” he said. That made her come closer. Her gray eyes moved over me, and I quickly reached for her hand before she could become worried. “Nothing happened. Tamara just gave us some news.” “What news?” I glanced at the guards near the entrance. Elliott noticed and opened the door to the smaller sitting room beside the hall. Elowen followed us inside, still watching me. Once the door closed, I took the envelope from beneath my arm. “She gave us pictures.” Elowen smiled immediately. “Let me see.” I handed them over and sat down. My coat was beginning to feel too warm, so Elliott helped me out of it before taking the seat beside me. For a moment, Elowen studied the images without speaking. Then she turned one sideways. “You might have to help me understand what I’m looking at.” “Tamara showed us,” I said. “There’s o

Selianna I recognized my mother’s scent before I heard her footsteps on the stairs. For three days, I had wondered how to tell her about Ronan. I nearly called twice. Both times, I remembered how she looked at me after Elliott exposed what I had done, and I put the phone down. Now she was here, and I still didn’t know where to begin. Mother entered my room carrying a small travel bag. Her gaze moved over the neatly made bed, the books on the table and the training clothes folded over my chair. “Your grandmother says you’re settling in.” “Does she?” “Apparently, you no longer argue about every instruction.” I closed the door behind her. “I learned that arguing doesn’t change anything.” Mother looked at me. “If only you had learned that before Frostfang.” I swallowed the answer that came to my tongue. I needed her to listen today. She set the bag on my bed and opened it. Inside were clothes from home, including a dark-red dress I thought about asking her to send weeks ago. F

Esteria This Sunday, the news had spread so fast that several people had offered to knit something for our baby. There were messages from the women at the community center, a note from one of the older families in Frostfang, and a very excited message from Elowen asking whether she could start buying things yet. I showed that one to Elliott. “She sent it before six.” He glanced at my phone. “She was probably awake making a list.” “Should I be worried?” “I would ask to see the list first.” I laughed and put the phone aside. We were sitting together after breakfast, and his arm rested along the back of my chair. Every time I leaned toward him, his fingers brushed my shoulder. I was beginning to think he was doing it deliberately. When I looked up, his steel-gray eyes were already on me. “What?” he asked. “Nothing.” He didn't look convinced, but a knock interrupted us before he could ask again. Tamara entered with her case. She wore her silver-streaked hair in a