All Chapters of The Alpha's Slave Mate: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Alpha King Alex sat alone in his room, lost in thought. He wore a simple tunic made of soft linen, his crown of gold and sapphires resting on the table beside him. The tunic was plain, but its soft blue-grey color complemented his piercing blue eyes. His expression was troubled, his brow furrowed as he contemplated the weighty matters of ruling a kingdom.Despite his simple attire, there was still an air of regality about him. His posture was straight and commanding, his broad shoulders filling the room. The soft light of the candles cast a warm glow on his chiseled jawline, highlighting the sharp angles of his face.Alpha King Alex was a man of contradictions, both powerful and vulnerable. His clothing reflected this, as did his expression. He looked every bit the king he was, but there was a weariness to him that spoke of the weight of his responsibilities.As he sat lost in thought, he remained an imposing figure, his very presence filling the room. There was no doubt that he was a

The old physician sat on the balcony, gazing at the castle as his thoughts drifted to Alex and Rose. He knew their relationship was complicated, yet the love they shared was genuine. Alex lacked compassion, and the physician was the only one who had any influence over him. He had promised to care for Alex until the end. He had nothing left to lose. When the physician entered his room, he hesitated before pulling out a box from under his bed. He decided against it, not ready to relive the memories, both happy and sad, that it contained. He downed two glasses of water, as if he had just finished running, and looked around his messy room, avoiding the furniture covered in cobwebs and dust. After dropping his small bag, he went out to the balcony. He asked one of the maids to clean his room before he visited Rose, hoping she was still in the slave quarters. The maid confirmed she was.The physician sighed, his mind returning to Alex and Rose. There were so many layers to their relation

Beatrice spoke with fervor, her hands gesturing wildly as she described the many atrocities committed by the Alpha King, Alex. She spoke of his tyrannical rule, the taxes he imposed on the people, and the way he had kept her father imprisoned for months on end.Hubert’s POV:As I listened to her, I could see the passion in her eyes, the way her voice rose and fell with each word. It was clear that she held a deep hatred for the Alpha King, and I could tell that she was hoping to find an ally in me.I listened carefully to everything she said, nodding along in agreement where I could. But I was careful to keep my own opinions to myself. I knew that Beatrice was passionate, but I wasn't sure if she could be trusted just yet.For now, it was best to keep my plans to myself. I knew that Beatrice was loyal to her father and that she wanted nothing more than to see him freed from his prison. But I wasn't sure if I could trust her with the bigger picture.As Beatrice finished speaking, she l

He went back to his room and started thinking about his own problems.He missed his home, Atlantic kingdom. He knew that the witches were a regular threat to his kingdom, but he also knew that he couldn't run away from his patriotic heart.As he was lost in his thoughts, he heard a knock on his door. It was Daphne. "George, are you okay?" she asked with concern. "I'm fine," he replied, trying to sound confident. "I know it's not easy for you to be here, but we are happy to have you," Daphne said with a smile. George was touched by her kindness. He realized that he had been so self-centered that he had forgotten that there were people who cared about him."Thank you, Daphne. I appreciate it," George said with a smile. "And I'm sorry for what happened in the kitchen. I didn't mean to cause any trouble." Daphne smiled and patted his shoulder. "It's okay, George. Glenda can be a handful sometimes, but she means well. Just ignore her when she's being difficult."George nodded and felt gr

George smiled at Daphne and Glenda, still marveling at how this unexpected turn of events had taught him so much about magic beyond spells. "This night has truly changed me," he said softly. "Before I met you both, I saw the world in black and white. But now I see the countless shades of grey in between, and the beauty that lies within them." "Wisdom comes not just from books, but from opening our hearts to the world," Daphne replied. "And sometimes wisdom finds us in the unlikeliest of places." "Like a chance dinner with a stranger," Glenda added with a smile. George nodded. "A stranger no more. I feel I have gained not just two new friends this night, but also sisters of the heart." Daphne's eyes shone with affection. "And you have given this weary witch a reminder of hope. That goodness still exists, if we only open our eyes to see it."Glenda put her arm around George. "Prejudice and fear cloak the world in shadow. But courage and compassion can light the way forwar