All Chapters of THE CURSED ALPHA; HIS SUBSTITUTE BREEDER: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

In the heart of the enchanting palace, two seamstresses attended to the imposing body of King Ragnar inside his chamber, they worked diligently, knowing better than to approach or speak to the formidable King.Ragnar's towering physique and striking features always left the seamstresses in awe. As they deftly draped a ceremonial cloak over his broad shoulders, they couldn't help but marvel at his commanding presence.The King, lost in his thoughts, finally asked, in a voice that carried authority, "Have my meals been prepared?"One of the seamstresses bowed respectfully and replied, "Your Highness, as you instructed, no one has cooked your food."Ragnar's brow furrowed, concerned about Aloha's defiance of his orders. He decided to investigate further. "What of Aloha? summon Aloha immediately," he instructed firmly. "I want to know why she dared to defy my orders. There will be consequences for her actions." The seamstress, though trembling slightly, not knowing how to tell the King,

As the soft, beckoning words brushed against Jessica's ears, she obeyed their unspoken command and ventured into the clinic. A potent blend of curiosity and urgency propelled her steps forward. She harbored a strong belief that the voice's source could only be Doctor George. With each advancing footfall, her resolve deepened, and upon reaching the entrance, she surreptitiously eased the door ajar.Her intent was clear – to listen in. Jessica edged closer to the door, her body melding seamlessly with the wall as she strained to capture every syllable uttered within. A surge of exhilaration coursed through her veins as she embarked on this secret quest to unveil the mysteries hidden behind closed doors.Within the clinic, George's voice wove through the air, intertwining with the muted cadence of his conversation over the phone with Marvins. Like fragments of a puzzle, snippets of their discourse reached her ears, piecing together an enigmatic narrative.George's voice carried a grave c

The car sliced through the road, the air thick with an unsaid tension ever since James had left the Southern Pack. His mind swirled with thoughts, a torrent of worries about the mess he was returning to.As he drove Aloha back to the Palace, he wrestled with uncertainty. Was it a wise choice or a disastrous one? He'd stood by his Alpha for years, learning so much about him. But a chilling doubt crept in—what if history repeated itself, and like his past mate, Aloha met a grim fate? The weight of Grandma Maria's words from last night clung to him.In a rush, Grandma Maria had burst into his room. How she'd learned about the increasing dominance of the king demon over him, and the near-fatal encounter, remained a mystery. He'd almost asked her about it, but another question tumbled out before he could."Grandma Maria, bringing Aloha back to the palace... it doesn't sit right. The king's been consumed by something darker lately. And Aloha's presence, it's more like a danger, you know? Mo

Ariel's heart raced as she followed Beta through the unfamiliar corridors, her nerves dancing on the edge of panic. Yet, her wide eyes couldn't help but wander in awe, taking in the intricate designs of the bulbs hanging from the ceiling, the elegant frame adorning the wall, and the ornate ceiling fan spinning lazily above. Her mind couldn't help but drift to alternate possibilities, imagining how her life might have unfolded if fate had taken a different turn – if her womb hadn't been damaged, casting her into the role of a breeder for the enigmatic Ragnar. She had never met the imposing Alpha in person before, but now, as she walked in his footsteps, she was granted the chance to finally cross paths. As her thoughts flitted between apprehension and curiosity, she yearned for things to go smoothly, to make a lasting impression. The rapid thudding of her heart only underscored her unease, memories of the past week's tumultuous revelations playing vividly in her mind. The sudden acc

It Marcus's gaze swept the room, his heart sinking as he observed the gazes fixed on George. Empathy for his friend's predicament tingled in his chest. He couldn't help but wonder how Doctor George would interpret Jessica's behavior. With a subtle wink, he silently urged Ariel to intervene, hoping she'd guide the doctor away. He'd already briefed Aloha about Jessica's struggle, trusting her to handle George's involvement.In an unexpected turn, Ariel's voice broke through the charged atmosphere, a plea for the doctor to halt Jessica's advances. Quick as lightning, Marcus took action, holding Jessica's hand firmly behind her back. His quiet encouragement, "Fight it, Bestie," was almost lost amidst the turmoil. But Jessica's resistance persisted, struggling against Marcus's grip as if wrestling against an unseen force."Don't pretend you're not interested. I can promise you a level of ecstasy those other girls haven't even dreamed of," Jessica's voice carried a mixture of desire and def