All Chapters of Alpha King's Caged Mate: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

AIDENEverything happened in a flash.Charlotte and Emma were awakened by the sound of shattered glass and jumped, a fearful scream coming from the little girl’s mouth as her mother shielded her. Steven rushed over to the bed to protect his wife and daughter, meanwhile, I sprang into action.I didn’t hesitate as I lunged at the black figure and tackled him to the ground. We hit with a sudden thud, my body crying out from the force, but only for a moment.My canine teeth elongated on instinct, my nails sharpening to claws as I pinned the intruder down. He was taller and broader than I was, but that didn’t matter to me. I’d taken down men larger than him with ease, and he would be no different.“Who are you?” I snarled but the figure didn’t reply. He didn’t seem to care about answering me, opting only to thrash and attempt to push me off of him. I held firm, my claws sinking through his sleeve and into his skin. He growled in pain but uttered nothing more as he continued to buck.Just f

EVELYN“This is horrific,” Leila whispered to me as the portrait painter bent to wash his brush. Her long-lashed golden-brown eyes rolled dramatically as she rubbed her shoulders and stretched her legs.I wanted to reassure her or at the very least reply, but before I had the chance, the painter quickly straightened his back and scowled at Leila.“Lady Leila, please hold your position and don't move,” he said firmly, annoyance in his tone as he returned to his canvas.Leila grimaced and then resumed her posture, a forced smile on her full lips.“Sorry,” she muttered.It had been two days since Georgina Madden’s death, and Anastasia Elrod decided the best way to cheer the ladies up and bring to an end the gloomy feeling in the palace was to invite an esteemed painter to do portraits of the ladies.The stout middle-aged painter was a man named Pierre, and though he didn’t look like much, he was the most popular and well-known portrait painter in Hescor.Apart from serving the royal fami

EVELYNI left my talk with Addison feeling strange in a way I couldn’t place. Why hadn’t the attacker killed me? And what had she been doing there in the first place?I had the sneaking suspicion that the head of the Madden family might have found something in this investigation but if she did, she didn’t let me know.“I would prefer if this conversation remained private between us,” she said before I left. “But if you want to tell the Alpha King, I won’t stop you.”I assured her upon my parting that I wouldn’t tell the King, and I was being truthful. I had no intention of relaying any of this information to Cole. In fact, I didn’t want to see him at all, not after what happened yesterday in his study.Every time I thought of him, I felt disoriented, like my mind and body competed with each other. There were too many opposing feelings and thoughts that I felt entirely on edge, giving me fewer and fewer reasons to want to be in his company.I wonder if he feels the same, I thought to m

COLEAs a heavy silence hung in the room, I studied the guard carefully. I couldn’t yet tell if he was telling a lie or not. His tone said one thing but his words told another. I had little reason to believe that something like this had happened to my King’s Guard, and the fact that Lord Marcel was the one delivering this news to me was highly suspect.My temper swelled at the idea of being conned, but I breathed deeply and slowly, gradually calming down with every inhale and exhale. It would be useless to get riled up under circumstances like this, even though I wanted to rip the throats of the guard and Marcel. I had to stay level-headed so I could get to the bottom of this strange claim.Beside me, I noticed that Flynn’s posture had slumped slightly and that his lips were parted in disbelief. Shock was all over his face, and I was surprised by the display but unsurprised at the same time. Aiden, Flynn, and I were all quite close with one another, but my Guard and my Beta were espec

AIDEN“What?” I demanded in shock as I stared at Peter and Isaac.Panic shuddered through me and my stomach twisted into knots so tight that for a moment, I was convinced I might vomit. Dizziness coursed through me as I tried to get up and I nearly fell from the bed. “How could they be rebels? They did nothing wrong!”“Calm down, young man,” Isaac urged as Ben rushed to my side and helped me back into bed. “You need to breathe before you hurt yourself.”“How can I breathe?” I demanded as Ben placed a cool, damp rag against my forehead. I wanted to fight the young man off but the feeling of the cold cloth on my skin was helping to curb the dizziness. “How am I supposed to react to hearing that their entire family is going to be executed?”“He’s right,” Peter spoke. “You need to calm down and not get worked up. The execution date hadn’t been announced-.”“Then I need to get to the castle right away,” I insisted, attempting again to move despite the pain coursing from my injured shoulde