Todos os capítulos de Alpha Tarian and The Crazy Bride Of May Town: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

TARIAN POVI do not know how long I had been standing at the center of the study since I left Livyana in the main living room. As much as I tried to act indifferent about whatever information contained in the flash drive, I could not help the anxious feelings. The air felt charged with so much pressure as I stared down at the small black flash drive resting on the desk.My hands trembled slightly as I picked it up.I walked over to my laptop, popped the drive into the USB port, and stared at the screen as a single audio-video file folder loaded. My breath hitched in my throat. I clicked on the first file labeled August 14th — Unsent.The screen flickered to life. Livia’s face appeared, illuminated only by the pale blue glow of her phone screen. Her eyes were red-rimmed, swollen from crying, and her shoulders shook as she clutched the device tightly to her chest."Livy... I don't even know if you're listening to these anymore," her recorded voice whispered through the laptop speakers.

LIVIA POV“Cassandra, good morning. I know I’m early, but the creative mind doesn’t operate on a standard nine-to-five schedule,” I said, pushing open the glass doors of the L’Anarchie Atelier garment factory .Cassandra, our head production manager and a fiercely talented omega, looked up from her clipboard with a surprised blink. “Madam Livia? I wasn’t expecting you for at least another three hours. Is everything alright?”“I couldn’t sleep, Cassandra. Besides, running a fashion brand of this magnitude requires an early rise and constant vigilance,” I replied softly, walking past the rows of sewing machines. I began quietly collecting swatches of silks, velvet, and fine lace from the fabric bins. “I want to use these for our upcoming Christmas collection. Keep these samples separated on my desk.”Cassandra adjusted her glasses, following me toward the design floor. “Actually, while we’re talking about collections, there is something urgent I need to run past you. We received a major

LIVIA POV"Oh Amelia, I don’t know why I am feeling so nervous," I say softly, peering out the window of the luxury ride as the familiar, towering buildings of the May Town sped past us. May town pack police force following behind us.Amelia sat beside me, wringing her hands nervously. "I still can't believe this is happening, Livia. After everything we've been through... Queen Mother Raychel is actually going to get what's coming to her.""She had five years to enjoy her freedom with Moriah’s blood on her hands, but her time is up," I replied, my voice hard as ice. I patted the secure leather briefcase resting on my lap, which contained the evidence connecting Raychel not only to Moriah's murder, but to a web of corruption spanning over a decade."How do you think Tarian is going to handle this?" Amelia asked softly, her eyes filled with worry. "Finding out his beloved Moriah was murdered... and that his own mother was the architect behind it all.""He won't just find out about his m

LIVIA POVTears spilled down my face, hot and blinding, as I slowly turned around to face him. I was turning red and the more I tried to contain my emotions, the more my tears flowed, The living room felt miles wide, the silence between us heavier."I don't know what else you want from me, Tarian," my voice shook, cracking violently in the quiet air. "You told me to pack my bags. You told me you regretted ever meeting me. What else is there left to break?"Amelia, standing a few paces away with her bag slung over her shoulder, glanced between us. She offered a soft, understanding nod, stepping past us toward the front doors. "I'll wait outside with the car," she murmured, leaving us alone in the vast foyer.Tarian took a slow step forward, his eyes shining with unshed tears. "So that was it? You were just going to turn around and leave me again?""I believed you hated me," I answered, my voice dropping into a broken whisper as I wrapped my arms tightly around my chest. "When your moth

LIVIA POV"Tarian, I swear to the Moon Goddess, if you push me off a cliff or drive this car into a ditch while I can't see, I am never speaking to you again," I warned, laughing lightly as the soft silk scarf wrapped tightly around my eyes plunged me into total darkness."Trust me, my dramatic wife, I have no intention of destroying my own property," Tarian's rich, amused voice murmured from beside me in the back seat. He gently adjusted the knot of the blindfold, his warm fingers brushing against my skin. "Though I admit, keeping you in the dark is remarkably difficult when you talk this much.""Very funny," I retorted, though a wide smile stretched across my lips. I shifted in my seat, feeling the steady movement of the vehicle beneath us. "Seriously, Tarian... you've already done more than enough with the house. You don't need to go all out with surprises.""You are my wife," he replied simply, his tone shifting into one of quiet, unwavering conviction. "Doing everything in my pow