All Chapters of Cruel Fate: Chained To The Alpha : Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Jaselyn's POVWe both stand there, breathing heavily, the sting of my slap hanging in the air between us. Rion's eyes are a storm of emotions—pain, regret, and something deeper, something raw. I turn away, my heart pounding in my chest."You must think so highly of yourself. You left suddenly after basically rejecting me and you think you can just waltz back in here and kiss me like nothing happened, touch me like you love me. You're so insufferable."Rion's face contorts with anguish. "Jas, I’m sorry. I left on official business, and I thought we both needed space to process everything, to figure out our feelings. I didn’t call because I didn’t want to make things harder for you. It wasn’t my intention to make you feel neglected or abandoned."His words sting, but they don’t change anything. "That doesn’t change the truth, Rion. Ziarre is still the one who holds your heart, and I can’t keep up with this cha

Rion's POV “You’re so perfect, Jas. And yet all mine.” I murmur, leaning down to capture her lips in a searing kiss. Our tongues tangle, the taste of her still on my lips, and it drives me wild. I pick up the pace, each thrust deeper, harder, the bed creaking beneath us.I break the kiss and move down her body, my mouth finding her breasts. I take one nipple into my mouth, sucking hard, then biting gently. Her back arches off the bed, a cry escaping her lips.“Rion, please….. don’t stop,” she begs, her hips bucking up to meet mine.I switch to her other breast, giving it the same attention, my hands gripping her hips to hold her steady. I can feel her getting closer, her body trembling beneath me. I release her nipple with a pop and move back up to kiss her again, my thrusts becoming more urgent.“Fuck, Jas, you feel amazing,” I groan, my voice rough with desire.Her hands find my

Rion's POV My heart aches at the thought of my mother, the Luna of this Pack, in such a state of denial. She’s always been strong, a pillar for this Pack. She's the one who kept the Pack running all these years after father succumbed to his illness and became bedridden. She's the reason why this Pack has become so powerful and successful. She's one of the strongest people I know but this loss is shattering her. I know I need to be there for her, to help her through this.“We need to go to her,” I say firmly. “She can’t be alone right now.”I turn to Larose. “Give us a minute to get dressed.”Larose nods, wiping her eyes as she steps outside. I helped Jaselyn up, and we quickly put on our clothes, our movements hurried and tense. Once we’re ready, we head out, finding Larose waiting just outside the door. Together, we rushed to Father's room.I knock gently on the door, my voice firm but so

Zane's POV For a moment, the world stopped. Her words echoed in my mind, almost too impossible to believe. "What did you say?" I asked, my voice cracking."Isla lied," Nae continued, her voice filled with guilt. "Your son survived. She's been raising him, feeding him some kind of drug to keep him docile. I’m so sorry. I should have told you sooner, but I was scared. Isla…… she’s dangerous, Zane."The room spun around me, my knees buckling under the weight of her revelation. I clutched at the nearest chair, trying to steady myself. "My son…... he’s alive?" I whispered, tears blurring my vision."Yes," Nae said, stepping closer, her face full of remorse. "And he's not safe with her. She's….. she's not right in the head. She's obsessed with him, she won’t let anyone else near him except her trusted maid. I’ve seen the way she looks at him, Zane. I’m scared for him."A whirlwind of e

Jaselyn’s POVThe past week has been a whirlwind of grief and duty. When Alpha Xyne died, the entire Pack was thrown into mourning. Rion had called a Pack meeting to announce the news, and it was like a punch to everyone's gut. I remember the gasps and cries that rippled through the crowd as he spoke. People were in shock, some of them dropping to their knees in disbelief. The palace, once filled with the bustling energy of daily life, felt like it was wrapped in a heavy, suffocating blanket of sorrow. Black banners were hung, and everyone wore somber expressions. The hallways, usually echoing with laughter and conversation, were now eerily silent, filled only with the soft sounds of weeping and the occasional whisper.Rion had to step up immediately, taking over all the Pack's affairs because Luna Daryna was in no state to do so. After she woke up, she cried nonstop, her grief so intense that she eventually fell sick. It was heartbreaking to see her