Alle Kapitel von Alpha King's Mysterious Human Mate : Kapitel 41 – Kapitel 50

“But your father didn’t care about the title. He had already given himself to your mother, and she was carrying Marcela. When he told your grandfather, something in the old man softened. Graham was his only son, and a grandchild was coming. After hours of argument, they agreed to compensate Lady Zaria and break the engagement. They went to tell her family. The Joneses were shocked, but once they understood, they accepted it. Then someone went to fetch Zaria, and she couldn’t be found.”“She ran?” Reina whispered."Vanished," your father waited a long time, because he felt he owed her rejection to her face. When no one could find her, they returned to Tiveden. And the moment they arrived, a call came from Paris. A friend told Graham that your mother had been in an accident and was in the hospital.”Anne reached over and squeezed Eremis’s arm; he barely felt it.“Your father’s world collapsed. He ran faster than he had ever run, all the way to London. And when he burst into that hospita

Damian paused in the living room, and his voice dropped. “Half of the pack ran after her. The Duke raised his hand and stopped them. ‘No one follows her,’ he said. ‘I know my daughter. She is angry because she didn’t get what she wanted. She has been like this since she was a toddler, and that’s my fault. I spoiled her and let her be. When she has cooled down, she will come back.’” Damian sighed. “Then he told his own beta to keep an eye on her from a distance. Only after that did he turn to your father.”“What did he say?” Eremis asked quietly.“‘Graham, I apologize for Zaria’s behavior. I promise she won’t harm your family; I will send her away for a few years to recover.’”Reina’s brow furrowed; a few years, she thought. As if that could fix someone who had raised a dagger over a sleeping woman.“And your father,” Damian went on, “who had every right to be furious, bowed his head and said, ‘I am sorry, Uncle; I never meant to hurt Zaria.' "But what she did is unforgivable, and it’s

“Those next five years were the most peaceful Tiveden had ever known,” Damian said, and a trace of old pride warmed his voice. “Crime nearly vanished. Your father believed that to live among humans, we had to honor their laws and customs and not behave like animals. ‘We are wolves,’ he used to say, ‘but we are not beasts.’ The neighboring kingdoms respected him. Arthur’s father was his closest friend, and the two families visited each other constantly.”“Arthur’s mother was Zaria’s sister,” Anne added softly, “but she was nothing like her.”“Nothing,” Damian agreed. “She was gentle, and the guilt over what her sister had tried to do ate at her for years. She used to come to your mother and apologize, over and over. Eleanor would take her hands and say, ‘You didn’t do this; stop carrying it.’ Eventually they became the closest of friends. That’s how Arthur, who is three years older than Marcela, became her best friend.”Reina smiled faintly; Eremis noticed that Damian’s own smile had a

“He couldn’t take her, his schedule was full, and we were still afraid Zaria might try something. So he did the next best thing; he brought Disneyland to her.” Damian shook his head fondly. “He flew in artists from the park, a whole troupe. They arrived a day early and transformed the big lawn behind the castle into a fairy-tale kingdom. Marcela had no idea; we sent her to our house for the night so it could be a surprise.”“I remember,” Anne said softly, her smile trembling. “She wouldn’t stop asking why she had to sleep over; she kept saying, ‘Is it a secret? Is it a good secret?’”“And you, Eremis,” Damian said, turning to him, “you were only one year old and impossible to handle. You clung to your mother like a koala. You wouldn’t let anyone else hold you. Marcela used to call you her ‘sticky candy’ and tease you for it.” His voice caught. “But she adored you. She was always the first to rush to your crib in the morning.”Eremis’s eyes burned; he remembered nothing of that day, bu

Ariel was like a starving man because Adric was controlling him; he was helpless as his wolf wanted to claim Marcela.Ariel kissed her, and Marcela met him with the same hunger. Her fingers tangled in his hair, and she took as much as she gave, a soft sound rising in her throat.His mouth left hers and traveled along her jaw and down her neck, while his hand traced the curve of her body.Every touch lit a spark under her skin. When his lips found her breast, she couldn’t hold back a moan. Heat pooled low inside her, and she arched toward him, offering herself without a thought. Deep in Ariel’s mind, Adric growled his approval.It was madness. Their limbs tangled, their skin slick, and they moved against each other with an almost animal need. Ariel’s teeth grazed her shoulder, and her nails raked down his back. She wondered dimly if she was urging him to be rough, and she was beyond caring. When his hand slid lower, she felt him learn exactly how she needed to be touched, and her cry t