All Chapters of Flash marriage with the Alpha King: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Anita’s POVThe door clicked shut behind Damian, leaving Alpha Hades and me standing in the quiet tension that filled the room. I was acutely aware of the sound of my own breathing, and for a moment, neither of us said anything. His intense eyes lingered on mine, his expression unreadable. Then, he coughed awkwardly and took a half-step back, his hands releasing their firm grip on my waist. “Are you okay?” he asked, his voice softer than I expected. I nodded quickly, brushing imaginary dust off my shirt to avoid meeting his gaze. “I’m fine. Just caught off guard.” He nodded but didn’t look convinced. His eyes searched mine for something, though I wasn’t sure what. “If you’re having any difficulties… within the pack, or with anything else, you can tell me. You know that, right?” The earnestness in his voice threw me off guard. I hesitated, debating how much I should say. I couldn’t deny that I trusted him—his character, his actions—but trust only went so far. There were parts of my

Hades’ POVI leaned back against the edge of my desk, arms crossed, watching Anita absorb my explanation. Her expression gave nothing away at first—calm, collected, but her eyes betrayed her. They darted down as she processed the details, her brows knitting together. "So," I began again, keeping my tone measured, "as long as both parties sign the new residence certificate, it will take effect. Your residence won't be invalid, provided nothing changes." I paused, giving her time to let the words sink in. Anita nodded slowly, her lips pressed into a thin line. “I understand,” she said, though her voice was subdued, almost hesitant. The tension between us became intense, a thick silence stretching in the room. Anita wasn’t someone who liked relying on others; I knew that well. She carried her independence like armor, and I could see her internal battle as clearly as if it were written on her face. Her fingers played nervously with the strap of her bag, her gaze fixed somewhere near he

Anita’s POVI let out a frustrated sigh, dropping into the chair by my desk. The drawers were still half-open, files and papers scattered around me. Martha perched on the armrest, her brow furrowed in concentration, while Zach stood by the bookshelf, his hands on his hips.“This is ridiculous,” I muttered, running my hands through my hair. “I’ve looked everywhere, and I still can’t find the contract or the proof of contract. They’ve just… vanished.”Martha gave me a sympathetic pat on the shoulder. “Are you sure you didn’t misplace them somewhere weird? Maybe shoved them in a book or between folders without thinking?”“I’m not that careless,” I said, though doubt crept into my voice. “I remember putting them in the drawer after going over them a few days ago. They were right here.”Zach turned to face me, his arms crossed. “Let’s backtrack. You’ve already got the new residence certificate, right?”I nodded. “Yes, and it’s valid for three years. I’ll officially join the pack in six mon

Hades’ POVI stared at the photograph in the file for a long moment, my fingers gripping the edges of the paper with a barely controlled intensity. The edges creased slightly under the pressure, but I didn’t care. All my attention was locked on the face staring back at me—Anita’s face. Confident. Poised. Undeniably hers. Even captured in the photograph, she glowed with a life and energy that no mere image should possess. She was stunning, radiant in a way that made my chest tighten with emotions I could no longer suppress.A low growl rumbled in my chest, not of anger but of something unspoken. Satisfaction. Possession. My wolf stirred restlessly, clawing at the edges of my consciousness. His voice was clear, concise, and echoed in every fiber of my being.“Mine.”The word surged through me like a battle cry, reverberating in my mind, my heart, my soul. It was loud, insistent, and utterly persistent. There was no room for doubt, no space for second-guessing. The bond was undeniable. S

Anita’s POVI stormed down the gravel path leading away from the pack offices, my footsteps quick and forceful. The echo of my words from earlier still buzzed in my ears. Stubborn, arrogant, impossible… a jerk. My hands clenched into fists at my sides as I replayed the encounter with Hades. My Mate.“Unbelievable,” I muttered under my breath, my frustration spilling into the open air. “Completely, utterly unbelievable. He thinks he can just decide for me—dismiss my choices like they don’t matter. Like I don’t matter.”My voice rose slightly, carrying on the wind, but there was no one to hear me—not that I cared if anyone did. The anger boiling in my chest was all-consuming, leaving no room for caution. Yet, beneath the heat of my rage, there was something else. A pang of guilt? No. That wasn’t it. Confusion, maybe. I shook my head, pushing the thought away.I continued walking, muttering to myself. “Irresponsible. A jerk. A complete control freak who can’t even—” I stopped mid-sentenc