All Chapters of Flash marriage with the Alpha King: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Hades’s PovI tossed my phone onto the car seat beside me, a sharp exhale escaping my lips as I leaned back against the leather. The confirmation from the office came through quicker than I had expected, but it didn’t bring the satisfaction I thought it would. Pushing Anita to sign the divorce papers tonight felt necessary, like a step toward resolving this tangled mess between us, but there was an unsettling tightness in my chest. A feeling of finality that didn’t sit well with me.I ran a hand through my hair, staring blankly out of the car window as the city lights blurred by. Was I doing the right thing? Forcing her hand like this? It wasn’t that I wanted to pressure her, but every day that passed without clarity felt like a weight pressing down on me. I couldn’t keep dancing around these feelings, around the truth.The driver glanced at me through the rearview mirror, sensing my unease but knowing better than to speak. I tapped my fingers on the armrest, feeling restless, knowing

Hades’s PovThe phone rang just as I was staring out the window, trying to get Anita out of my mind. The moment the name of the office flashed on the screen, my mood soured even further. I had been waiting for news about the divorce agreement, but something in the pit of my stomach told me it wasn’t going to be good.I answered, keeping my voice calm, though the tension was clear. “What is it?”The representative’s voice came through the line, professional but with a hint of discomfort. “Alpha, your mate refused to sign the divorce papers.”I clenched my jaw. “Why? Did she say why?”“Yes,” the representative replied, hesitating for a moment before continuing. “She said the emotional damages fee was too high.”I felt a surge of anger flare up inside me, my grip tightening on the phone. I had already known she’d push back, but hearing it confirmed only deepened my irritation. "Of course," I muttered under my breath. "She can’t just let go, can she?"The representative paused for a momen

Hades’s PovThe ride to the hospital felt like an eternity. Every second that passed, my mind kept replaying the image of Anita lying on the grass, blood staining her shirt. Damian hadn’t provided many details—just that she was hurt, and it was bad. My wolf was restless, pacing in the back of my mind, urging me to go faster, to get to her.When I finally arrived, I rushed through the hospital’s corridors, my heartbeat pounding in my ears. A few nurses tried to stop me, asking who I was and what I needed, but I brushed past them, my focus solely on finding Anita. Nothing else mattered.I stopped just outside her ward, my hand hovering over the door handle. I could hear voices from inside—one of them hers. Relief coursed through me at the sound of her voice. She was okay. But then, another voice followed. A man’s voice.My grip on the door tightened as I listened, the words becoming clearer.---Anita’s POV“I told you, Zach,” I said, infuriated but smiling. “It was just a scratch.”Zac

Hades’s PovThe whiskey in my hand swirled lazily in the glass as I stared at it. Damian’s question echoed in my mind, louder than the dull hum of conversations around me.“Have you fallen for her?”I didn’t respond immediately. Instead, I lifted the glass to my lips, letting the burn of the alcohol distract me from the storm brewing inside. Fallen for her? What a joke. The word "fall" didn’t seem fitting for what I felt. It was too soft, too passive. Whatever I felt for Anita wasn’t gentle—it was a raging inferno, a constant pull that never let me breathe, never let me forget. But was that love? Or was it something else entirely?Damian, sitting beside me, sighed and leaned closer, clearly not giving up on his interrogation. “You can’t avoid the question forever, Alpha. You wouldn’t be sitting here, drinking like this, if you didn’t care.”I didn’t look at him. Instead, I took another slow sip, feeling the whiskey burn down my throat. “It’s not that simple,” I muttered.Damian huffed

Hadas’s PovBefore I could continue with my statement, Damian's face made me pause.He gave me a not-so-subtle nudge as I struggled to stand, my body heavy with the effects of too much whiskey. His eyebrows raised, and with a sly grin, he glanced over at Anita.“Why don’t you help him get home, Anita? He is weak and tired” he suggested, his tone laced with an amusement I didn’t care for. Then, with a wink which Anita didn't see at me, he added, “He could use the support.”I shot Damian a look that could have turned him to stone, but in my current state, I didn’t have the energy to argue. Anita hesitated for a second, her eyes flickering between Damian and me, before finally nodding.“Alright no problem,” she said softly. “Let’s get you home.”Anita stepped closer, her arm wrapping around my waist as she helped me steady myself. The warmth of her touch, the way she carried me tenderly hit me like a jolt and I cursed inwardly. Why did she have this effect on me?“Thanks,” I muttered u