All Chapters of The Alpha King’s Gifted Mate : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

MelanieThe air in the palace was thick with tension, the kind that settles into your bones and refuses to leave. The walls, usually so full of life and laughter, felt oppressive today. I had been seated in the royal interrogation chamber for what felt like hours, but the wait was far from over. We had one of the rogues who had attacked me—one of the ones who had ambushed me in the woods last night—captured and brought back to the palace. We were going to get answers, whether he liked it or not.I couldn’t stop replaying the events of the previous night. The fight. The way my body had surged with that power, the strange feeling of something awakening inside me that I didn’t understand. Oswald had insisted that I take it easy, but there was no way I could just sit around and pretend like I wasn’t shaken. Something had happened, something big. And I needed to know what it was.The rogue, shackled and bruised, was slumped in front of us, his eyes wary and defiant. The royal guards flanke

MarcusThe moon hung low in the sky, a thin crescent barely visible through the clouds that lingered like dark secrets in the night. The rogue encampment was quiet, too quiet, as if the very earth was holding its breath. It was the calm before the storm—the calm before everything changed.I stood at the head of the table, my fingers drumming rhythmically against the cold wood as I watched the rogue leaders file in. They were all here now, the ones who would help me bring the Royal Pack to its knees. But I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. It wasn’t just the heaviness in the air, the unspoken tension that seemed to coil around us like a noose. It was the whispers that kept coming from the shadows.Riker, the rogue leader from the northern pack, was the first to speak, his voice gruff and measured as always. His piercing green eyes never seemed to blink, his gaze sharp and calculating."I don’t like this, Maxine," Riker said, his voice carrying an edge of doubt. "Attack

MaxineThe sound of my heels clicking against the cold stone floor echoes through the dimly lit corridors as I make my way deeper into the hidden depths of the palace. Each step feels heavier than the last, the weight of my plans pressing on me, demanding my full attention. My mind races as I recall the conversation I had earlier with Marcus. The alliance between him, Selena, and myself is growing stronger, but there's something else that gnaws at me—Melanie. That damn woman. Her very existence stands as a barrier between me and the power I crave, and every moment that passes, the more I feel the pressure to destroy her.But she’s not like the other wolves. No, there’s something unique about her. Something beyond what I originally thought.I stop in front of a simple wooden door, my fingers brushing over the surface before I knock lightly. The air feels thick with secrets, the kind that only the exiled know. Behind this door lies the one person who might hold the key to unraveling Mel

MelanieI stood before the mirror in my chambers, my heart pounding in my chest, and I couldn't help but think how surreal it all felt. The Luna Queen. It was hard to believe that, just months ago, I had been an outsider—an unremarkable wolf, struggling with the weight of expectations, uncertain of my place in this kingdom. But now, here I was, at the precipice of becoming the queen, the one who would stand beside Alpha King Oswald and lead our pack into the future.I reached up and touched the silver crown resting on the velvet cushion on my vanity, tracing its delicate patterns with my fingers. Its weight had always seemed a distant thing, a mere symbol of power and tradition. Now, it felt heavier, as if the very air around me had thickened with the weight of responsibility. For the first time, I could almost feel the weight of the kingdom resting on my shoulders.I had no illusions about the challenges that lay ahead. As Luna Queen, my role would not be just ceremonial; it would be

Unknown’s POVThe winds howled through the trees, the gusts of cold air biting at Darius’s skin as he stumbled through the dark forest, his body battered and bruised. His breaths came in ragged gasps, and every step felt like his last. He could barely stand, his vision blurred and his head swimming with exhaustion. The world around him seemed to tilt, spinning as if the ground itself were betraying him.He had no idea how far he had traveled, or for how long. All he knew was that he had to get to the Royal Crimson Pack, to the Luna Queen, to Melanie. She was the only one who could help him now.Darius’s thoughts flickered to Delona, the other gifted wolf. She was still out there, still in the hands of the rogues. He could almost feel her presence, faint but desperate, calling out for help. His heart twisted at the thought of her—helpless, vulnerable, trapped by those who would use her for their own dark purposes.He had failed her. And now, as the darkness of his surroundings closed i