All Chapters of Alpha's Fated Mates: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Lilith's POVI was shocked and scared simultaneously. The idea of running to meet Joseph and Adrian crossed my mind, to tell them my mother was angry at me, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. She was giving me an intense glare."Andrew, please come back, stay close by," I silently hoped, not wanting to be alone. I stepped backward as she approached, her expression filled with anger. "I asked, what have you done?""I didn't do anything, mother," I blurted out. Her question was vague, and I was still trying to understand what she meant. She was probably referring to me bringing Joseph and Adrian to the house.But that wasn't solely my decision; Joseph had suggested it when I pleaded with him not to go to the palace. Shouldn't she be relieved that I prevented them from heading to the palace and causing chaos for her?"Mother, it wasn't my doing at all," I said frantically, my eyes fixed on her. "I went to the bar, and they saw me and interrogated me. I even lied, telling them it was

Lilith's POVThe scars had returned to mar its surface. I crumpled to the floor, overwhelmed by sobs. So, it had only been designed to endure for a fleeting moment? Was this truly to be my fate – bearing scars throughout my entire life?I rose with a heavy heart and proceeded to take my bath. After completing my chores, I left the house to head to the bar. The weight of gloominess hung over me; my hope had been cruelly shattered.Upon arriving at the bar, I noticed Adrian waiting outside."Today you're a bit late, Lilith," he remarked, relieving me of the keys and unlocking the door. Once inside, he regarded me with concern."Is something bothering you? You don't appear to be well," he asked, his gaze scrutinizing.I shook my head in response. "Not at all, I'm fine," I managed to force a smile."Okay, if you insist," I acquiesced. We approached the counter, and I slumped lazily into a chair, my mind unable to shake off the events that transpired between last night and this morning."L

Lilith's POVI contemplated my approach, aiming to avoid inadvertently provoking him. I had witnessed his anger previously, but never directed at me, and I was determined to prevent this from becoming the first instance. My sole purpose was to inquire and satiate my curiosity."Why did it take you such a long time to eventually meet your father?" The question took him entirely by surprise. Holding a glass of wine, he abruptly halted, causing the glass to slip from his grasp and shatter on the floor, never having taken a sip as he had intended.His eyes narrowed, and his brows furrowed. Whatever had occurred seemed to be a topic he preferred to avoid. Instantly, I regretted asking the question."Um, I'm sorry. Don't feel obliged to answer if you'd rather not," I said, my eyes pleading. He shook his head and managed a forced smile."I'll provide you with the answer you seek; this question has been looming for far too long." He moistened his dry lower lip and took a sip of wine from his

Alpha Joe's POVI was taken aback by his words. Good news? What could it possibly be? Only one thing came to mind, and my eyes widened as I gazed at him, eagerly awaiting confirmation."Your Luna is pregnant," he exclaimed with excitement."Yes!" I leaped up joyfully and headed over to Lilian, who was equally surprised and beaming with a smile upon hearing the news we had just received."Are you sure?" She inquired of the royal physician, her eyes beginning to well up with unshed tears."I have never been more certain of anything in my life," he reassured her with a comforting gaze. I embraced her tightly and planted a kiss on her forehead. A tear trickled down her face."We have the Moon Goddess to thank for this; she has finally shown us mercy," I murmured. She nodded in agreement and held onto me tightly. The royal physician took our intimate moment as a signal to depart, providing us with some privacy.He cleared his throat, saying, "I will be on my way now, my prince."I tilted m

Lilith's POVHis voice sent shivers down my spine; I was terrified. I knew I needed to rise from my crouched position and turn around to provide a response.I slowly straightened up and turned, but I couldn't bring myself to meet his gaze. It dawned on me that he had posed a question and was likely waiting for my reply."Good evening, my prince. I came here to, um, relieve myself," I stammered."Look up when you're talking to me," he commanded, his tone unsettling, a mix of displeasure and anger.I raised my gaze to meet his, and his eyes widened in shock. He quickly scanned the surroundings to ensure no one was approaching or observing us. He moved closer until we were mere inches apart."So it was really you?" he said coldly, phrasing it in a way that rendered it a rhetorical question. I lowered my head in shame, pondering why I felt this way. Was it because of my upbringing or my lifelong timidity and vulnerability?I recognized that he was the crown prince, commanding respect and