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Chapter Forty Seven: The Weight of Secrets
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Isabelle walked ahead as the wind blew through trees and her footsteps were quickly followed, leaving her mind spinning. She was unaware of her destination, so she had to be away from him.' Away from his lies. Far from the truth she was not prepared to face. But she didn't get far. The sound of a sharp leaf rustling was heard from behind her, followed by swooping and chirping. Isabelle froze. She knew that sound. She had heard it before. The wakefulness of Gabriel's curse. She twisted and turned, her body giving way to a cold frost. Gabriel's hands were pressed into the dirt, his chest lifted and let out in slow motion. Then his expression was revealed as he had long black hair, shaking shoulders and hiding the look. Isabelle had knowledge of the situation. She had previously witnessed it.. The critter that had invaded his space on every full moon was in pursuit of its escape. She whispered, "Gabriele," and slowly stepped forward. He didn't answer. His throat was fill
Last Updated : 2025-03-17SOLD TO MY CURSED ALPHA KING Chapter Forty Nine: Unwanted Attraction.
Even after Isabelle's refusal, the tension persisted. Despite everything, she felt the weight of Gabriel's gaze on her back and the ghostly warmth of his touch against her wrist. Her heart was racing.’ She. Her whole body still shook with excitement after she first touched him, feeling as though his life had been lost beneath her skin. She had stopped his monster. He had something inside him that was beyond his control, and no one could subdue him. And that was terrifying. She had spent a considerable amount of time disliking him, believing that he was just another monster in her tale. He had observed her in that particular way at that moment. Raw, unguarded, vulnerable—. She was shaken by the force of it. Something she didn't want to be aware of.. In an attempt to suppress the thoughts, she breathed deeply. Gabriel was still Gabriel. Arrogant. Cold. Infuriatingly overconfident. She had no intention of changing that in a single moment. The truth about his actions was st
Last Updated : 2025-03-17SOLD TO MY CURSED ALPHA KING Chapter Fifty: The Fire Between Us.
Isabelle's skin was affected by the thick and warm air that stayed on all night. But it wasn't the night. It was him. Despite everything, Gabriel's touch persisted, ghosting over her skin like a brand. She could still hear his smirk in her mind, as though he was already aware of how much a smile made up on his face. And that pissed her off. He followed her with a burst of speed and she was furious. "Don't leave me alone!". Gabriel didn't stop. "Keep going," he said, moving without any hint of reflection. He continued. Isabelle clenched her fists. Arrogant bastard. With her blood boiling, a sense of danger and warmth was tugged at her. She didn't like this. There was no enjoyment felt during that moment. Was unhappy with the way her body had reacted. I found it unpleasant that she had experienced something. It was beyond her rights to feel affection for him.. Her thoughts were whirled as Gabriel spoke. I thought you were quiet,'" added the individual. "What could this
Last Updated : 2025-03-17SOLD TO MY CURSED ALPHA KING Chapter Fifty one: The Game
The air between them remained thick with tension as they walked back toward camp. Isabelle kept her gaze fixed ahead, her posture stiff, her hands curled into tight fists.Gabriel had gotten under her skin.Again.Every time she thought she had regained control, that she had pushed him far enough away to breathe, he pulled her right back in.And worse—he knew it.She could still feel the ghost of his touch on her skin, still hear the amusement in his voice when he challenged her, dared her to acknowledge what was happening between them.But she wouldn’t.She refused.Gabriel was a game she had no intention of playing.Because if she did—she wasn’t sure she would win.The moment they entered the camp, the scent of roasted meat and burning firewood hit her. Laughter and deep voices filled the air, and for the first time since she had been brought here, the atmosphere felt different.The warriors were… relaxed.This wasn’t just another tense night in the Blood Moon Pack.This was a celeb
Last Updated : 2025-03-18SOLD TO MY CURSED ALPHA KING Chapter Fifty Two: A Battle of Denial
Gabriel wasn’t sure when it had happened.Or how.Or why.But somehow, she had gotten under his skin.It was infuriating.She was stubborn. Reckless. Impossible.And yet, she was all he could think about.He had spent years controlling himself. Years making sure that no one—not his enemies, not his allies, not even his own people—could ever get close to him.But Isabelle?She had walked into his life, full of fire and defiance, and somehow, she had burned her way straight into his mind.And worse…She was staying there.He told himself it was nothing.A passing amusement. A temporary distraction.But every time she glared at him, every time she challenged him, every time her scent filled his lungs—He wanted her.And that?That was a problem.Because wanting her meant he was losing control.And Gabriel never lost control.He wouldn’t let himself.Not over her.Not over the woman who still hated him.Not over the woman who made him feel things he had no right to feel.---Isabelle was
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Gabriel had made a mistake. A dangerous, irreversible mistake. He would not allow himself to get too close. Holding his fingers over her body, letting his voice drift off into the background, tasting the warmth of her breath. And now he couldn't stop thinking about her.He touched Isabelle, but her motion was still, with golden eyes and lips that parted just slightly, as if she had been waiting. The gesture left her completely immobile. He squirmed with his hands clasping, taking a slow, unstable gas. No. His desire was not for her. She was his prisoner. His enemy. It seemed like there was no significance in her thoughts when she looked at him, as if she were on the brink of running or pulling him closer. He should have walked away. He should have let go. But he hadn't. Some of his dangerous and twisted parts refused to comply. Why? (Laughter) She had a burning sensation in her eyes and the stubbornness that was written on her face when she looked at him. Gabriel had a
Last Updated : 2025-03-21SOLD TO MY CURSED ALPHA KING Chapter Fifty Four: The Fire Between Them
The sound of the fire echoed throughout their tension-filled silence. Isabelle sat on the edge of the massive gathering, with the flames casting shadows over her face. Her attention should have been directed towards the food and the hushed laughter and drinking among warriors.'". But she wasn't. She could still feel him. Looking out from his seat, Gabriel was relaxed with a cup of wine in his hand. He scanned the rim, his fingers trailing it, looking away, but he wasn't neglecting her. He was doing much worse than what was expected. He was watching her. Not directly. Only for those who are not aware.... But she felt it. He felt his gaze tugging at her, like an invisible string, around her neck, tightened whenever she shifted in her seat, and tighten whenever I tried to look away from him. She grasped the wooden handle of her fork with her fingers claspeted.. This wasn't normal. The situation was unforeseeable. She was expected to strategize her next steps.' Finding a way
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The trees were teeming with lush greenery, while the darkness was thick and lively.The tension between them was so great that Isabelle felt like walking away from Gabriel.She believed she would expect him to ignore her.'... Present the scenario as if they were in an imaginary situation.He had come to find her instead of going away.Had asked her to go after him.Had mostly been quiet. Until now.During the night, they were alone and only heard footsteps....Her stomach twisted.It was unjustifiable for her to trail him.He approached her in the camp with an unreadable face, but his voice was too firm when he said "Come with me.She had gone without hesitation.That was the problem.She was not hesitating anymore.Not on his behalf.'The thought of something made her chest tremble, forcing her to turn and think about it. A change? Anything else.She inquired, "Are you aware of our destination or are we just wandering?".The pace was not slowed down by Gabriel. She remained unobserve
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A new figure stepped out of the darkness, her high heels tapping against the cold stone ground.Isabelle's stomach twisted into a knot the instant she recognized the familiar mess of dark hair, the same icy eyes that had once been warm but now burned with something hard.Violetta.A woman who had been her best friend. The one she had chosen for a sister. The one she had trusted above everyone else.And the one who had betrayed her in the most heinous of ways."Surprised to see me, Isabelle?" Violetta's lips curled into a sneer as she approached.Isabelle's breath stalled, her entire body freezing at the memories that came crashing over her like a tidal wave.The allegations. The gossip. The way Blake's eyes had turned to ice that night he believed she had betrayed him. The way she screamed, begged him to believe her. The way her reputation as Luna had been taken from her, her pride shattered.And Violetta just stood there and watched and smiled as Isabelle had been purchased by Gabrie
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The castle gates slammed open with a deafening roar. The cold night air swept inside, reeking of blood and steel. Isabelle barely had time to realize what was happening before the first attacker shoved forward.Gabriel moved like a specter, swift and certain. His sword was a slash of silver as he rushed to engage the invaders. Steel met steel, the clash of it ringing through the air, resonating through Isabelle's very marrow.She stepped back, her heart pounding. The slain guard still lay on the floor in front of her, his empty eyes staring into nothing.A gloved fist closed on her wrist.She whirled around, reflexes overriding her, but before she could strike, she was swept into the solid body of a chest. Gabriel."Stay behind me," he growled, shoving her back as another attacker swung. The knife whizzed inches from her nose, but Gabriel was already battling back, cutting the man down with vicious efficiency.The battle burst out around them.Gabriel's men stormed the hall, steel fl
SOLD TO MY CURSED ALPHA KING Chapter Sixty Two: The Storm Before the War
The air inside Gabriel's castle was thick, weighed down with tension so sharp it could cut. The return ride had taken some time, but Isabelle barely noticed the passage of time. Her head was a whirlwind, revolving around the same question over and over.What now?Gabriel had saved her. He had fought for her. And yet she was smart enough not to conflate his behavior with something so transitory as love. This was survival. A kill-or-be-killed, power play, strategy game, and dominance.She was still a pawn on the board. The only question was: whose game?As she stepped into the grand halls of the castle, the weight of it all fell upon her breast. The torches flickered and threw dancing shadows on stone walls, but even the warmth of the fire could not thaw the ice in her heart.Behind her, Gabriel dismounted, his footsteps following hers like a silent demand. He had been watching her the entire way back, and now, she could feel the unspoken questions hanging between them."You’re awfully
SOLD TO MY CURSED ALPHA KING Chapter Sixty one: Unraveling Desires
The atmosphere was tense that evening, thick silence between Gabriel and Isabelle as they rode through the thick woods, their entourage riding steadily towards the castle. The rhythmic thud of hooves against the earth road failed to mask the unspoken words that hung between them.Gabriel gripped the reins tightly, his mind a battlefield of conflicting emotions. His entire life had been spent believing he could not love, that his heart had been forged hard by bloodshed, duty, and betrayal years ago. And yet, when he looked at Isabelle—her soft features shining in the light of the silver moon—he felt something shift inside of him.He'd been stupid to have rejected it for so long.She was under his skin, inside his head, in every gasp he breathed. The flame of her passion called to the shadows of his own, and however much he fought against it, he knew—he was hers.But he couldn't. He wouldn't.Gabriel gritted his jaw and willed his eyes straight ahead, trying to ignore the rapid beating
SOLD TO MY CURSED ALPHA KING Chapter Sixty: The First Strike
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SOLD TO MY CURSED ALPHA KING Chapter Fifty Nine: A Dangerous Shift
Gabriel's presence hung heavily in the room, pressing against my skin like the warning of a storm about to break.He was standing too close.The air between us was heavy, loaded with something unsaid, something undeniable.I should have stepped back.I should have said something cutting, something to remind him that I wasn't intimidated by him.But I didn't.Because I wasn't sure that I wanted to.His green eyes pierced mine, expressionless, intent. His breathing was measured, slow, but his fingers twitched at his sides, betraying the tension he fought to maintain.For an instant—no more than that—his eyes left mine and looked at my lips.A spiking, unwelcome fire shot through my spine.No.I was not going to do this.I was not going to let him into my head.I took a slow breath, tilting my chin."Was there a reason you burst into my room, or did you merely miss me?"His jaw tight.Then finally, he drew back—not very far, but far enough so I could regain my breath."Caitlyn," he spoke
SOLD TO MY CURSED ALPHA KING Chapter Fifty Eight: The Tipping Point.
There was an air that was too dense and heavy. Gabriel still hadn't moved. It was a source of offense for Isabelle to notice. She was displeased with the sudden awareness of how his large frame blocked the door, sharp angles in their jaws to each other's faces, and something dangerously close to his eyes. Something that she was hesitant to identify.' The first person to step back was her. The individual who first ceased eye contact. The first to walk away. But she didn't. And neither did he. Instead—they just stood there. Implied in a silent battle, the war was not won by either of them first. The gaze of the emerald was visibly burned into hers, both fiercely and clearly. Finally—he spoke. "You should rest. ". His voice was low, calm. Still there was a layer, something held back and broken.... Then Isabelle made a grimace. "That seemed like something to be done rather than supposed to.". The ghost of amusement was visible across Gabriel's face as he breathed deeply
SOLD TO MY CURSED ALPHA KING Chapter Fifty Seven: A Brewing Storm.
The main wing's heavy doors were forced to open, opening the vast hallway to warm candlelight. ". With their walls lined with dark wood panelling, the aroma of old books and leather lingering was invigorating. The floors were polished and Isabelle walked inside as she trailed Gabriel. It was quiet. Too quiet. The woman had disappeared by then but the cold gaze of Caitlyn still pressed on her back. But the tension in the castle had changed.". From the moment Gabriel announced that she would be staying in the main wing, Isabelle had sensed it. Caitlyn's anger was barely hidden.. And Isabelle? She wasn't stupid. She was aware that this wouldn't be finished. If anything—it was just beginning. With a deliberate move, Gabriel advanced towards her and opened revolving doors at the door's end. He didn't say a word. Didn't explain. Holding the door open, waiting. With a slight hesitation, Isabelle entered. And then—she froze. The room was massive. The grandiose area is chara
