All Chapters of THE CURSED ALPHA; HIS SUBSTITUTE BREEDER: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Alpha Ragnar sat upon his imposing seat, a figure of authority amidst the gathered councils of elders. An air of unease settled over the chamber, causing a heavy silence to envelop the room. The tension was palpable, each elder seemingly reluctant to speak, their eyes downcast as if avoiding some unspoken truth. Ragnar's voice, a commanding rumble honed by years of leadership, broke the silence. "When did councils start to change their mind to ask me to have Luna?" His words held a blend of astonishment and skepticism. "You have always insisted that I have an heir before I crown Luna, knowing I am cursed and cannot birth an heir." Raymond, the eldest of the council members, met Ragnar's gaze head-on. Her steely gray eyes held both determination and respect as she replied, her voice carrying the weight of age and experience. "Alpha Ragnar, times change, and so must we. The threads of destiny intertwine, and Luna's power has awakened at a crucial juncture. The unity she can bring might

Daphne stood before Ariel, her disbelief written plainly across her face. Aloha's response had hit her like a bolt from the blue, shattering the image she had held of her friend. Aloha, the embodiment of honesty and purity in Daphne's eyes, now stood accused of deception. The memory of Aloha's tearful initiation into her witch's powers flashed through Daphne's mind, a memory that had moved her deeply despite her own unconsciousness. But today, watching Aloha tell a lie without a hint of remorse, Daphne's certainty wavered. It seemed as if something had gone terribly wrong – perhaps the influence of the Southern Pack had tainted Aloha."Your Highness," Daphne's voice was laced with a simmering anger, her words a sharp contrast to her usual soft tone, "this witch is spinning a web of falsehoods. Ask Jessica; she was right there, helping her with the meal." Her gaze turned icy as she fixed her eyes on Jessica. It was a silent challenge, an unspoken demand for the truth.Alpha Ragnar's ex

Tray of food in hand, Ariel made her way back to the kitchen, the weight of Ragnar's untouched meal a perplexing thought in her mind. Her concern wasn't for the food, but rather for the sudden absence of desire on Ragnar's face. The man's uncharacteristic shift in demeanor left her questioning her actions.Could she have exposed herself to someone other than Aloha? The thought echoed within her, a self-directed rhetorical inquiry."No, that can't be it," Ariel murmured to herself, her steps slow and thoughtful. "Based on what I've heard, Aloha would have offered my head to the Beast without hesitation. Mercy and forgiveness hold no place in his law." She continued down the hallway, unaware that she had left the guards stationed outside the king's door far behind. The tray of food in her hands was meant as a bribe for them, an attempt to establish an alibi among those who stood sentry.A gasp escaped her lips as she suddenly realized the extent to which she had distanced herself from t

As they finally arrived at the door, Ximena turned to Aloha, her eyes conveying a mix of seriousness and understanding. Aloha's heart raced as she looked at the door, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts. She wanted to accept whatever fate awaited her, but fear still gripped her heart, causing it to beat like a drum. She cast a quick, anxious glance around, her mind desperately searching for an escape route, any way to avoid entering with Ximena.It was almost uncanny how Ximena seemed to grasp Aloha's inner turmoil. As if reading her mind, Ximena spoke, her voice steady yet laden with a warning. "There's no path of escape here, unless you're digging your own grave. If you truly wish to survive this, start using your intellect more than your words." She locked eyes with Aloha, her gaze piercing. "From what little time I spent with your twin sister, I sensed a connection to my Alpha. The plans they have for your man are sinister. You're his only hope, the only one who can save

Marcus was at a loss, uncertainty gnawing at him as he retreated to his chamber. Jessica sat beside him, both of them consumed by the puzzle of why Aloha would be in league with the king's treacherous mistress, Daphne. The very mention of Daphne sent shivers through everyone – her wickedness was renowned, and the mere thought of Aloha being connected to her raised alarming possibilities. It seemed certain that Aloha must have somehow offended the malevolent mistress.Amidst the whirlwind of thoughts, a sudden spark illuminated Jessica's mind. She jolted upright, her face a canvas of intense realization. Sensing her urgency, Marcus rose as well, his eyes fixed on Jessica's."Did you recall something?" Marcus inquired, a mixture of hope and anticipation in his voice."Yes," Jessica breathed, her words tinged with urgency. "I remembered... Aloha was with Mistress Daphne. She questioned me about the king's meal, whether I had prepared it. I denied it, as I truly couldn't recollect making