All Chapters of A Slave for the Alpha King: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

AliyahWe left the guests in the palace before midnight, but they continued to celebrate our wedding, maybe until the early hours of the morning. Mother Grace and Father Desmund promised to take care of our guests. After all, the celebration wasn't about my union with Ashton. It was also about politics and ensuring alliances to solidify relationships with neighboring countries and ensure peace and prosperity for our people in the years to come.As for our honeymoon, Ashton took me to a secluded island where we could finally have some time alone. By a chopper, he landed us smoothly on top of a building that he personally owned, overlooking the crystal-clear waters and white sandy beaches below."This will be our room, Your Majesty," Ashton said in a deep voice as he carried me in his arms, making me feel like the luc

Aliyah I was in my third month of pregnancy. If I were a normal human, my condition was only equivalent to the first trimester of the way through. But as a part-lycan, my pregnancy progressed much faster, and now my belly was already in the full-term stage. The babies inside me were growing rapidly, and I could feel their movements more and more each day. Grandma Tasha said that I wouldn't be able to shift during the duration of my pregnancy, as it would be too risky for both me and the babies. And since she muted my seer and banshee energies, I felt more vulnerable than ever. The only comfort I had was knowing that my babies would soon be my new bundle of joy, and that I had a strong support system around me. Aside from Grandma Tasha and Ashton, Mother Grace and Father Desmund were so excited to welcome their grandchildren into the world.

King Ashton"Are you alright, Your Majesty?" my personal royal guard asked. We were already half an hour away from the first pack which I would be visiting, but my wolf kept on growling in agitation."No, actually," I muttered, shaking my head. I was used to riding in a limousine for business trips, but just after a couple of minutes, I suddenly felt nauseous. My heart was beating rapidly, and my head was spinning. "Something is wrong."Fishing my phone out of my pocket, I quickly dialed Aliyah's number, checking if she was feeling the same way. It took several rings before it was picked up. I immediately asked, "How are you doing, my love? Please tell me you're okay."There was only silence on the other line, causing my anxiety to spike even more. After a few moments of

King Ashton Queen Astrid's Hospital was an abandoned human hospital that stopped functioning years ago. It was due to a lack of funding and resources, leaving the building in a state of disrepair. I stood in front of the building as I looked up to the window on the top floor. My wolf was growling at the thought that my pregnant wife had been kept in such a decrepit place. "So she's up there?" Camilla asked as she stood behind me. "Wow, that Brayden must be so desperate to have your wife, huh? Will I rip his head now, so we can bring your mate back home?" I shook my head, still looking upward. "I've underestimated him before, I won't make that mistake again." I turned to her, who was looking around as though she felt a sense of danger lurking in the shadows. "I can't thank you enough, Camilla. I never thought I wo

AliyahOnce, I was a slave who was insulted and belittled. Despite my horrible background, I never stop loving and believing. And Ashton, despite his rough exterior, proved that true love can heal even the darkest wounds. The love we shared helped us to survive and thrive, demonstrating that love truly conquers all as the years go by. Our path together was difficult, but it was worth every moment of struggle and hardship. Love truly has the power to transform lives and bring light to even the most dreary of places.“Are you sure they’ll be okay?” I asked Ashton as we watched the twins wave at us before sliding in the limo. From here in the castle, we will have the royal security personnel accompany them to the airport and take them to their flight.Ashton put his arm around me and said, “Trust them, love. Archer and Austin just turned twenty yesterday. They are old enough to manage the pack in Wyoming on their own. Plus, they have each other for support.”“And more than anything else,