All Chapters of The Cruel Alpha's Fated Bride: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Xavier I had carefully followed her scent to locate her tent, but to my dismay, she wasn’t there. A wave of worry washed over me, aware of her tendency to act impulsively when enraged. I attempted to connect with her through our bond, but it felt as though she had erected a barrier, blocking me out. A heavy sigh escaped my lips as I exited her tent, my footsteps echoing through the makeshift campsite. When tomorrow’s dawn breaks, promising an eventful day. As I prepare myself, a subtle tension lingers in the air, heightening my senses. The faint aroma of anticipation fills the room, mingling with the steady hum of excitement. Ethan, an enigma in his own right, has unveiled an unexpected depth of cunning, surpassing even my keenest predictions. As I make my way back to my tent, the soft crunch of leaves beneath my boots fills my ears. The flickering glow of the campfire casts dancing shadows on the ground, creating an atmosphere of warmth and cosiness. The smell of smoke lingers in t

Cole We knew we had to proceed with caution, for as much as some disagreed with our plan, we were unwilling to harm an innocent pup. Luckily, the arrival of Ethan and Lia brought a surge of energy, their presence accelerating our scheme. We knew that Xavier, fiercely protective of his beloved mate, would unknowingly walk straight into our carefully laid trap. “Enough, Sage. Meet me at our spot right now, I need you.” I demand, my voice tinged with urgency. I hate how effortlessly she can pretend to be friendly with him, a bitter taste filling my mouth. I tighten the mask on my face, concealing my true emotions. In this moment, I need her more than ever, her guidance to navigate through this treacherous path we’ve chosen. As I venture through the dense woods, I hear the rustling of leaves beneath my feet, the eerie silence broken only by the distant hoot of an owl. The scent of damp earth lingers in the air, a reminder of the secrets we bury deep within. I catch a glimpse of Sage bid

Lia *** Trigger Warning *** Pain surged through me, tears blurring my vision as I witnessed my mate being pleasured by another woman, someone who wasn’t me. The sight seared into my mind, a dagger twisting in my heart. I gasped for air, each breath a struggle against the agony of his betrayal. His climax echoed in my ears as he released himself down her throat, a gut-wrenching sound that intensified my anguish. Determination burned within me, vowing to punish her for daring to touch what belonged to me. With a wicked smile, he whispered, “We’re not finished yet, sweetheart,” as he sat down, forcefully guiding her onto his throbbing member. She sat directly in front of me, her eyes locked on the floor. Despite her efforts to break free, Ethan’s hold on her remained unyielding. It was as if he commanded her through the mind link, compelling her to put on an astounding performance. All the while, Ethan did nothing but observe, his gaze piercing my soul. The agony that consumed me was s

Xavier I had spent the entire night awake, mentally reviewing every aspect of tomorrow’s battle. But my mind was consumed with worry for Renna. I had sought advice from Sage, and her words had offered some solace. Why couldn’t they just find a way to get along? Frustrated, I ran my fingers through my dishevelled hair; the strands feeling rough and tangled. I continued to gaze at the sturdy canvas of the tent, its surface illuminated by the soft glow of the dawning sun. Renna’s intoxicating scent lingered on my sheets, the faint trace of her presence being the sole reason why I resisted the urge to abandon this place in search of her. It provided a temporary solace for my restless wolf, though just barely. From the moment our eyes met, he yearned for his mate, determined to keep her by his side. The bond between mates is unbreakable, even if it means enduring a mere couple of nights apart. But after today I won’t be doing that again. Restless, I tossed and turned in my bedroll, the c

Xavier We start to circle each other, our snarls filling the air, while he lunges at me with a chuckle, taunting. I can see the confidence in his eyes, as if he truly believes he will triumph. “Come on, Xavier, you don’t stand a chance,” Ethan taunts, his voice echoing in the tense atmosphere. Suddenly, as if by some mystical force, I find myself surrounded by a pack of wolves, their presence sending chills down my spine. Perfect. “Need back up, Ethan? Can’t you take me on your own?” I taunt back, the words dripping with confidence, as he growls at me. In an instant, he leaps, his body contorting and shifting into the form of a massive wolf. The air fills with the sound of bones cracking and sinew stretching. His dark grey fur glistens in the sunlight, a sight that both fascinates and intimidates. He stands before me, towering and powerful, a force to be reckoned with. But as I shift into my own wolf form, I catch a flicker of fear in his eyes. The air becomes charged with anticipati