บททั้งหมดของ Alpha Tarian and The Crazy Bride Of May Town: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

LIVIA POV"I know you."I struggled with the muscles in my body as the three words dropped on me like a detonating bomb. I swallowed severally in a space of seconds. My entire body locked up, every muscle tightening. Then suddenly a cold, electric jolt of absolute panic surged through my veins, shooting straight from my fingertips to my throat.Voltage Underground.The face flashed through my mind like a strobe light, dragging up a violent, vivid reel of memories I thought I had buried deep. The deafening bass of underground speakers, the flashing neon lights, the adrenaline of underground, and the reckless, wild nights I used to run with my friend Shirley before my twin sister traded her freedom for a royal crown.I stared up at him across the table, my heart drumming in my ribs. I knew exactly who he was now. He was the arrogant, high-rolling bastard I had humiliated three months ago for mistaken Shirley and I as prostitutes, I remember vividly now, especially Shirley dragging me ou

LIVIA POV"What exactly are you up to?"Tarian’s voice cut through the candlelit dining hall laced with absolute suspicion. He sat back in his chair, his broad shoulders tensed as his eyes searched my face.I let out a soft, unbothered breath, meeting his intense gaze without flinching. I picked up my own fork, twirling a bit of risotto around the prongs with absolute ease."Up to?" I echoed, letting a playful, teasing lilt enter my tone. "Must I be plotting a coup every time I decide to step foot in a kitchen, Tarian? Am I suddenly forbidden from acting like a dutiful wife and taking care of my husband?"Tarian narrowed his eyes further, clearly unconvinced. "You do not spend hours out of sheer domestic goodwill, Livyana. Women of your pedigree do not cook for their husbands unprompted unless there is an underlying agenda.""Well, consider this a rare exception," I murmured, turning my head toward the shadows of the doorway where Maris stood hovering anxiously, watching the exchange

LIVIA POVThe moment I was alone in my bedroom, the mask I had worn all afternoon finally shattered.I was tired of pretending, only the moon goddess understood how maxed out and exhausted I was.My knees gave out. I slid down the door, pulling my knees up to my chest, burying my face in my hands as a choked, desperate sob tore from my throat.The near-kiss in the parking alcove had pushed me right to the absolute edge of sanity. The memory of his hands on my waist, the heat of his breath, and the terrifying, magnetic pull drawing me toward his lips were still burning all over me.It was a mental badgering of all the things I can’t have. I was losing control—fast, uncontrollably, and completely.With shaking, frantic fingers, I pulled my phone out of my handbag, unlocked the screen, and tapped on my twin sister’s contact card.The chat window stared back at me silently. I had sent dozens of messages over the past few weeks—updates about the palace, desperate pleas for help. All of the

LIVIA POVOne thing I had come to realize was that minding my business was the only way I stayed out of trouble around here, and I wish I simply minded my business when I came across the leather-bound journal that rested open on the corner of Tarian’s private desk in the study. I had been organizing his weekly schedule files when my hand brushed against the binding, causing the book to slide and flip open to a crisp, unlined page near the middle.My eyes caught the inked handwriting—neat, sharp, and unmistakably his.October 11th.Scrawled beside the date, tucked into the margin in a rare moment of personal reflection, were the words: Another year in darkness, so much to live for, yet life feels empty with you.I froze, doing a quick mental calculation of the calendar. October 11th. Today.A sudden, warm flutter bloomed in my chest. Tarian’s birthday. I could not help the excitement blooming inside me to know that the Alpha King of May Town was currently walking through corporate meet

TARIAN POV"I used to believe my parents might have been right," I whispered hoarsely, my voice cracking as I stared blankly at the wall opposite the bed. "Even though I loved her with every breath in my body... part of me believed they were right."Livia didn't pull away. Her soft, comforting hand remained pressed against the back of my neck, her fingers trailing soothing patterns through my hair."What do you mean, Tarian?" she asked gently."If I had listened to them," I choked out, a fresh wave of stinging heat pricking my eyes, "if I had accepted an arranged marriage to the bride my parents wanted, we may never have found each other... but Moriah would still be alive. She would be walking this earth, painting, laughing, breathing. Every time October eleventh rolls around, that thought tears me apart. The universe took her back.""You didn't kill her, Tarian," Livia whispered softly, shifting so she could look directly into my eyes, her gaze shining with unshed tears. "Accidents h