บททั้งหมดของ The Unwanted Sister's Alpha King : บทที่ 281 - บทที่ 290

Olivia's POVI knelt beside the injured man, my heart pounding with urgency as the chaotic scene unfolded around me. His breathing was shallow, his face contorted in agony. Just as I was about to assess his injuries, a commotion behind me caused me to turn."Alpha!" The desperate cries pierced the devastation, signalling the arrival of the triplet alphas. Cole, Casper, and Carlson. My heart twisted as Cole came to a halt, his powerful form suddenly seeming so frail. He shifted, collapsing to the ground, a broken figure amidst the chaos.The expressions on their faces revealed the weight of guilt they bore. Cole’s eyes were pools of sorrow, reflecting the blame he placed upon himself for failing to protect his pack. His brothers rushed to his side, helping him stand, concern etched into every line of their faces.Unable to bear their grief any longer, I turned back to the injured man, determined to help. "Where are you hurt?" I asked softly, trying to pull him from the brink of darknes

Chapter 283Olivia's POVAs I stepped outside the palace, though, the atmosphere was anything but gentle. Shadows stretched across the grounds, deepening with the descending sun, creating an intricate lattice of light and dark that mimicked the tangled web of emotions within me.The aftershock of the day's events clouded my thoughts like thick smoke, but I knew there was no time to dwell. Our safety was a fragile thread that could unravel at any moment. The survivors inside the palace needed more than just reassurance; they needed protection.Victor was already coordinating defences among the remaining standing wolves, their faces hard with determination—the triplet alphas conferred with them, directing strategies with concise precision. I took a deep breath, allowing the air to cleanse the remnants of despair clinging to my spirit. This battle was more than physical—it was a test of will, resolve, and unity. It required us to stand strong, even if our hearts trembled.Taking a deep

Olivias povAs the night deepened, a silence fell across the land, eerie and unsettling. The shadows seemed poised as if holding their breath, waiting for a moment to strike. I stood at the front of the warriors, my heart a mix of steely determination and raw fear. The palace loomed behind us like a solemn guardian, its stone walls a testament to the hope we had to protect.I turned my attention back to the warriors. These wolves were more than soldiers; they were a pack, a family united by shared purpose and resolve. I couldn't let them see my own fear, so I cloaked myself in the armour of leadership, knowing that their faith in me was both a responsibility and a strength.I could feel the spirit wolf within me responding to this shift, a surge of power coursing through my veins as I focused on the task ahead. Protecting the pack wasn’t just my duty; it was my heart's deepest calling.As the wind whispered secrets between the trees, the first tendrils of an impending conflict wove the

Alexander's PovAs I raced through the winding stone paths of the town, urgency pushed every step I took. The cold air bit at my skin, a reminder that the dark rogues were nearby. I couldn't stop thinking about Olivia, who was surely outpacing me with her speed and grace, responding to that haunting scream that had frozen my heart."Stay back and guard the palace!" I had commanded the others, even though every part of me wanted to keep them close. My decision felt heavy, but it was necessary. The safety of everyone depended on it. Yet, my mind couldn't escape the image of Olivia's fierce eyes and the fire in them.The town centre approached—a scene of chaos. Warriors battled shadowy figures, the dark rogues blending with the night as if performing a dance with the darkness. Their nearly invisible presence sent chills down my spine, memories resurfacing of training sessions with Olivia and how I could sense the air more around me when she was about to strike."Olivia!" I yelled, knowing

Olivias pov"We should burn their bodies," I announced, my voice steady though my heart pounded in my chest. The others nodded in agreement as the smell of ash and burnt earth hung in the air, remnants of a battle that felt almost apocalyptic. There was an eerie silence in that moment—a rare, fleeting calm amid the chaos.I turned to walk away, but as I did, I felt my knees weaken, a sudden wave of exhaustion crashing over me. The world tilted once more. Before I could hit the ground, a pair of strong arms caught me, holding me steady."Olivia," Alexander's voice was both a reprimand and a soothing balm, "you should rest.""I can't," I replied, a stubborn edge to my voice. "I need to heal these people."He frowned, his grip firm yet gentle. "Sit down. We'll bring them to you."I gave him a tired smile. "I can't let them see me weak," I admitted, my voice softer now, almost a whisper.Alexander brushed a strand of hair away from my face, his fingers briefly grazing my skin, sending a s