All Chapters of The Alpha King's Prophecy: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

FerrahI was warm and comfortable, but something was pulling me towards consciousness. I wanted to keep sleeping. I felt completely content where I was. Still, something was telling me that I had to get up. It was a sense of urgency, but I didn’t feel like I was in danger. Slowly, I opened my eyes. I blinked against the bright beams of sunlight that greeted me. Once my vision cleared, I turned my head to take in my surroundings. I was in an unfamiliar room, nestled into a large bed. The curtains were open, allowing sunlight and warmth to fill the large space. There was a dresser at the wall across from me, but that was the only furniture that I noticed. There was a throbbing pain in my temples, and I was completely exhausted. I wondered for a moment if I was hung over, but I couldn’t remember the last time I had gone drinking. I wanted to sleep more, but I couldn’t for some reason. There was something that was preventing me from relaxing. I struggled to push myself up on my fore

FerrahI smiled as I started to wake up. I felt more well rested than I had in a long time. I cracked my eyes open to find that the source of warmth beneath me was Onyx. He was still sleeping and his arm was wrapped firmly around me, holding me against him. I snuggled closer. There was nowhere I would rather be right now. Late last night, Onyx and I had shared a shower, then he had ordered a light meal to be brought up to the room. I smiled as I remembered the light conversation and heavy flirting that had filled our evening until finally, exhausted and sated, I had drifted to sleep in his arms. It was surreal to think that this is how our relationship was progressing. It wasn’t very long ago that my greatest ambition in life was to kill him. So much changed in the blink of an eye. I couldn’t remember the last time I felt so safe. Sleep was normally a short and shallow thing for me. It was dangerous to sleep too soundly when you were traveling and even in the coven settlemen

OnyxDamien, the Alpha of River pack, had been aggressive with Ferrah from the moment we entered the room. I could feel my anger beginning to bubble under my skin. The disrespect in his tone was impossible to miss. He was always close with Gilliam, and I knew that this situation was a sensitive one for him. But that didn’t excuse his lack of decorum. I kept reminding myself that Ferrah didn’t need me to speak for her. I had to intercede to keep the elders in order, but I did my best to hold my tongue until my intervention was necessary. Tensions were high, that was to be expected. Ferrah’s escape, Sybil’s betrayal, and the truth about Gilliam conspiring against us had all come to light within a few days. Everyone was having trouble processing it. Ferrah was doing an admirable job explaining the situation to the assembled alphas. She was articulate and persuasive. She came from a long line of great leaders, so it shouldn’t have surprised me. I was impressed with how well sh

FerrahI opened the door and Onyx rushed out into the fray. I watched all of the gentleness he had just shown me melt away. The man that I was looking at now was the warrior that was whispered about around taverns and marketplaces. His expression was cold and calculating as he scanned the chaos around us. This was the man that had overseen the war for over a decade. He was decisive and devastating in battle. It was a side of him that I had never seen in person before, and it was captivating. His power was unmistakable. He was the only one that didn’t seem to be overwhelmed by the situation. There were shifters filling the narrow street, both in humanoid form and in wolf form. The air was conjested with the sound of screaming and growling. It was almost deafening. I was amazed we hadn’t heard more of it from inside of the house. The sound of feet on the cobblestones was adding to the clattering sounds of fighting. I could see women running from the street, some carrying childre

FerrahOnyx was injured and there was nothing I could do. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t move. The huge black wolf’s muzzle was matted in blood and I could see a crimson pool spreading around Onyx. If I could just get to him, I knew that I could save him. Soxor wouldn’t allow it, though. His hold on me was like a vice. All I could do was watch what was unfolding in front of me. Onyx’s golden eyes locked with mine. I could feel tears streaming down my face. I wanted to look away, but I couldn’t. The pull in my chest increased suddenly. I felt like my heart was going to burst, then something snapped into place and I could feel Onyx’s warmth in my mind. I could hear his voice. Relief and grief flooded through me. I tried to tell him how sorry I was for failing him, but he shushed me. He reassured me of my strength, but I didn’t believe him. I had been useless this entire fight. The moment I stepped outside, Soxor had me under his control. The black wolf started to mov