All Chapters of The Alpha's Burning Heart: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Raina's POV My throat was dry. I was still in darkness, and my eyelids felt heavy. My body ached. I was weak, and I struggled to open my eyes. Then I heard Tristan's voice. He was arguing with someone. "It's been three fucking days now, and nothing!. I swear if she doesn't wake up, I will destroy you and everything you hold dear!" I heard him say. I wondered who he was threatening and why he was so angry. Tristan never used to have temper issues, though people often tested his patience. It took a lot to provoke him into losing his cool. But ever since he returned, his fuse has been short, and he loses his temper at the slightest provocation. Remembering all that had transpired since he returned, I wasn't eager to open my eyes. I wanted to enjoy the peace a little longer before I was plunged back into hell again. I swallowed, and my throat hurt. "Head Maid Raina," I heard a voice say, and I wondered who it was. I guess it was time to finally try to open my eyes. It was har

Tristan's POVI had fallen asleep in Raina's bed, and when I woke up, the night had already settled in. She was still fast asleep. Carefully, I slipped out of bed, mindful not to disturb her. It wasn't until the fire incident that I realised the depth of her hold on me. The fear that gripped me was palpable, reminding me of Jared's words. As I left her room, my mind was a whirlwind of thoughts about our situation. I couldn't ignore the fact that she seemed uneasy around me, her eyes betraying a fear she tried hard to conceal. I never imagined a day would come when she would be scared of me. Memories of our time together flooded back, culminating in the painful moment of her rejection. The day is etched in my memory. We were together, and I felt an overwhelming urge to share my plans with her. She had a way of making me feel complete, never inadequate. Through her eyes, I saw myself as someone significant, or at least I believed so. I was at ease and filled with confidence, unaware tha

Tristan's POVAfter breakfast, I called for some maids to clear the dishes. The two who came were the ones known for reporting Raina."Good morning, Alpha," one of them greeted, and I nodded in response. As they slowly cleared the table, I noticed a shift in their demeanour."What is it?" I asked. They exchanged glances before the bolder one spoke up."Head maid Raina sent food to the slave cells this morning, and head cook Alison is helping her. We also saw her trying on clothes in Luna's room at the pack house. We do not think she is ill, Alpha; she is pretending," she said. I was taken aback by their maliciousness. Raina had once been their Luna, yet their loyalty was clearly nonexistent. Despite my dismay at their cruelty, I was also displeased that Raina continued sending food to the cells. I had hoped this would stop once I sent her siblings away, but she insisted on feeding my enemies—those who had torn us apart. Anger surged through me, and I clenched my fists at my side."Jar

Tristan's POVI went to my mother's cell, and she was sitting in a corner. I noticed they had allowed her to shower. I guess she had maids who were loyal to her. Was she the one who tried to kill Raina? Most of the maids were hostile towards Raina. I wouldn't put it past my mother using them against Raina."Elisabeth," I said. She did not deserve to be called mother."I see they are treating you well," I added, and she looked at me. I could see her fatigue and sadness. I bet she never thought this would be her future."What do you want, Tristan?" She asked me, sounding tired."I want to know why you would send people to try to kill Raina," I asked her, and she looked at me with shock."Don't try to pretend. I am sure my father fell for your charms, but I won't," I said, and she looked angry."Don't bring your father into this," she said, sounding hurt, and I chuckled."Of course, I would. You married the man who killed him and gave everything he had to that man and his child, including

Raina's POV"How was your day?" Tristan asked me."It was fun. I delivered the chocolate, spent some time with the children, and returned," I said, and he nodded with approval.I didn't speak a word, so I didn't say something that would offend him and get on his bad side.The dinner finished as quickly as it started, and I didn't eat much. I wasn't hungry; I was too worried and afraid to be hungry.Tristan got up and stretched his hands towards me. I took them, and he pulled me to his chest. Then he swayed a little, making me gasp because I almost fell. It gave a rush that went to my head, and I chuckled a bit from the excitement it caused."When last did you dance like this?" he playfully whispered in my ear, and I didn't know how to answer him or tell him because the truth was, I danced last at my wedding reception. My silence made him stiffen."Very well," he said, lifting me in his arms and tossing me into the bed. My heart was beating fast because I could not expect anything good