All Chapters of The Alpha's Bullied Mate: Chapter 291 - Chapter 300

Lilac's P.O.V I couldn't believe my ears. Krimson suggested that I delve into the realm of Silver breeders? It was an unexpected twist in the path of my studies, one that left me utterly stunned. Krimson, who had purposely kept my own identity hidden from me, taking advantage of my naivety about my true heritage…was not the kind of man who would want someone he hates to get the adequate knowledge they need to win against him. And yet, here he was, urging me to explore precisely that…my identity as a Silver Alpha Breeder. "Are you sure about that?" I asked Silver skeptically. "That Krimson really wanted you to teach me more about the Silver Breeders?" "Positive." Silver nodded enthusiastically. "Wanna go find out what books he referred to? It's supposed to be in the mythology section of the library." The mere mention of the mythology section was enough to send a thrill of curiosity coursing through me. It was as

Lilac's P.O.V My heart dropped into the pit of my stomach, a shiver coursing down my spine as the words echoed in my mind. The woman who haunted my dreams, whose presence felt both familiar and distant, was a part of me, woven into the fabric of my existence in a way I never comprehended. The realization hit me like a tidal wave, a forceful collision of truth that shattered the fragile semblance of my reality. But the shock didn't end there. The revelation intertwined with another agonizing thread of truth—Harmona was Krimson's first mate, the cherished partner whose life was brutally ended by my father's hand. The weight of this knowledge bore down on me like a crushing burden, a suffocating realization that the lives of those I held dear were intricately entangled in a web of tragedy and betrayal. My mind raced with an overwhelming sense of disbelief. How could fate be so cruel, weaving such a complex tapestry of connections, entwining the past with the present in s

Krimson's P.O.V Before I could get up from the floor, Lilac's hand reached out, cupping my cheeks with both hands, and pulled me toward her, crashing her lips into mine. In that fleeting moment, time stood still, and the world around us faded into a blur. The air crackled with electricity, charged with an unspoken desire that seemed to envelop us both. I could feel the heat of Lilac's body so close to mine, the air tinged with the subtle scent of her perfume. Our breaths mingled, creating a delicate dance of anticipation, as if the universe held its breath as we did, too. With a tender hesitation, I reached out and gently brushed my fingers against her cheek, savoring the softness of her skin. The touch ignited a spark within me, a flame that danced and swirled, consuming any remnants of doubt I had left. She moved her lips against mine, a tantalizing sensation that sent shivers down my spine. Lilac's eyes were fluttered closed, her lashes casting de

Krimson's P.O.V The sound of my phone vibrating on the side table woke me up from my slumber. I opened my eyes with some difficulty, but when I felt the soft texture of Lilac's skin under my hands, I let out a sigh of relief. She was still here. She didn't leave. Her body was turned away from me while I spooned her from behind and no matter how much my fingers tingled to run them over the lush curves of her body, I held myself back, not wanting to wake her up. Lilac looked peaceful… Instead, I kissed her shoulders, and slowly got up from the bed, despite wanting to wrap my arms around her tightly because somewhere in the pit of my stomach, I could feel dread settle in. I knew it wasn't going to be easy, even after last night… she was going to regret the spur of the moment decision she made and we might be back to square one…but being able to hold her close for one more night…trying to apologize to her…it was a start. I picked up my cell phone f

Lilac's P.O.V The transition to Krimson's new mansion was nothing short of a whirlwind. The grandeur of the estate was breathtaking, its opulence evident in every corner. I couldn't help but marvel at the sheer magnificence of the place as I stepped through its ornate doors, my senses inundated by the lavish surroundings. It was a stark contrast to the quaintness of my previous home, yet the beauty didn't distract me from the tension simmering beneath the surface. "Where's my room?" I asked him as I brought in my suitcases. I was hoping he would guide me to my room as soon as I entered, but when he hesitated for a bit, I knew that there was something more to his request of moving in that was far out of my comfort zone. "I was hoping that you would stay in my room…with me." His request was steeped in a history I couldn't ignore, a history rife with pain and betrayal. "I can't," my voice was soft but firm as I refused, my gaze steady despite th