All Chapters of Alpha Killian : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Yifa pressed her back against the door, seeking solace in its support as she heard it shut behind her. Overwhelmed by a mix of anguish and pain, she instinctively covered her mouth with both hands, desperate to stifle her sobs. The mere thought of her own mate's touch on another woman pierced her heart deeply, and the fact that he took the other woman's side only added to her suffering. Why did she deserve such treatment? Did destiny hold some cruel vendetta against her?Despite her efforts to compose herself, uncontrollable sobs escaped her lips, betraying her emotional turmoil. She feared being seen in this vulnerable and defeated state, yearning for privacy and understanding. Suddenly, a voice pierced through her anguish, calling her name. Startled, Yifa hastily wiped away her tears, averted her gaze, and turned away from the source of the voice.Summoning strength from within, Yifa lifted her gaze, willing herself to halt the flow of tears. She cleared her throat and took a deep b

"Where are we headed?" Yifa asked, her voice still raspy from the tears she had shed just a few minutes ago. The memory of breaking down in front of Derek and Jacob made her cheeks redden, imagining how confused they must be. But right now, her immediate concern was Killian , who had a firm grip on her arm and was leading her somewhere without explaining anything.They had been walking for about five minutes, and no matter how many times Yifa inquired about their destination, Killian remained silent. His refusal to respond frustrated her."Will you please tell me where we're going?" Yifa started to ask again, but before the words could escape her mouth, Killian snapped at her, commanding her to shut up. Startled, Yifa immediately closed her mouth, stifling any further questions.Despite the anxiety of not knowing their destination, Yifa couldn't ignore the warmth of Killian 's hands on her arm. This physical connection brought her a sense of safety and comfort that she desperately nee

Despite the whispers and laughter echoing next to his bed, King Benedict fought to remain in slumber. His heightened hearing abilities, a trait bestowed upon him as a king, made it seem as if the voices originated from the nearby couch, though some distance away. Nevertheless, they reached his ears with crystal clarity.Among the voices was Killian , recognizable to him. However, the woman's identity remained a mystery. Certain it wasn't Amaya , whose high-pitched and, frankly, annoying voice he knew well. Instead, the current voice was soft and gentle, its melodic quality enchanting. It evoked memories of Elizabeth, his true mate, from the days of yore, though he tried to resist dwelling on such reminiscences.As he reminisced, an array of memories flooded his mind, and surprisingly, he found himself embracing each one, cherishing the feelings they evoked with his companion. The moments they had shared together felt like a warm embrace to his soul, but they also stung with the pain o

"Good night, Your Majesty," Yifa humbly conveyed as she gracefully bowed. The King lay in bed, safe and secure, much like a cherished child. Yifa had diligently ensured he consumed all his medicine and could rest comfortably unaided.Returning the gesture, King Benedict replied, "Good night to you as well." He secretly hoped for her presence again tomorrow, as he had many more fascinating stories he wished to share. In a way, he recognized that he was using Yifa for his own benefit, much like a doting father leveraging her attentive ear. The joy of speaking about his passions and interests brought him a sense of happiness and liberation."I shall see you tomorrow, Your Majesty," Yifa said, almost as if she could discern the thoughts swirling in the King's mind. The King acknowledged her statement with a nod, prompting Yifa to interpret it as her cue to depart. With a soft smile gracing her lips, she picked up the tray, turned around, and quietly exited the room.With a heartwarming s

"Amaya , it's time to wake up," Killian spoke gently, gently shaking her shoulders in an attempt to rouse her. He had been trying to wake her for a few minutes now, and maintaining his gentleness was becoming a challenge.Despite his sweet coaxing, Amaya only clung tighter to the pillow, still lost in slumber. She had fallen asleep on the couch in Killian 's office after they had shared a pleasurable moment together. In those intimate moments, all of Killian 's worries vanished, and he could focus solely on the pleasure that Amaya 's presence brought him.Though he sometimes felt a twinge of guilt, he knew their relationship was purely physical, devoid of any romantic entanglement. He understood the boundaries clearly."Come on, Amaya ," Killian 's tone grew a bit firmer this time. Luckily, he didn't need to repeat himself as Amaya slowly opened her eyes, her gaze still hazy from the deep sleep she had been in when he returned from his father's bedroom.Recalling his father's words, K