All Chapters of The Alpha Kings’ Curse Breaker: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Gianna’s POVThe weeks drifted by like a fevered dream. Every night was a tangle of heat and intensity, their touches growing bolder, more possessive. It was as though each of them held back just enough to keep from devouring me completely, but every time we met, that restraint seemed to fray a little more. It is a battle of will from what I can see and I’m not sure how to feel about it. I could feel it in the way their hands lingered, the way they looked at me as though they were starving. I couldn’t quite tell if they were trying to stay away or if I was imagining that momentary pause, that held breath. But somehow, every night, it always ended the same , with all of them pulling me close, igniting every nerve in me until we lost ourselves again and again, sometimes until dawn broke against the palace walls.They left each morning, and I’d wake alone, my body aching, a delicious soreness lingering as a reminder of what we’d shared and very very COLD. They’d leave behind soft-spok

Gianna’s POV I sat against the wall, my body pressed into the cool stone, my hand over my mouth to muffle the sobs that shook me. Their voices continued to drift from the other side of the door, carefree and certain, as they talked about their futures… futures that didn’t include me. I was never part of it. “We’ll finally be able to start a family” I heard Klaus say with a warmth I’d once thought reserved for me. "Without any hindrances." Hopeful I would break the curse for them. And then, in the silence that followed, I felt it, a soft flutter. A faint little nudge in my stomach, as if something very small was reaching out gently and insistently reminding me of its presence. Telling me to divert my attention. I froze my tears momentarily forgotten, my breath catching as I pressed a trembling hand to my stomach. It was tiny, barely there, but I felt it. A kick. My child. A CUB in my womb. A thousand emotions flooded me, a mixture of disbelief, fear, and something ten

Gianna’s POVFor seventeen days I wandered through the endless dark woods clutching my aching belly and praying that one of these packs would show me mercy. But alas, none of them did. I’m so tired. Every pack I approached turned me away with glares or cold rejection, labeling me a ‘rogue’ the moment I stepped near. One even tried to chain me because I don’t deserve to ‘roam’ freely when I’m a danger. A fragile girl carrying a baby in her womb danger? I don’t understand how some of these wolves really think sometimes. I was so so exhausted. My body screamed for food and rest my skin bruised from sleeping against tree roots on the floor and my clothes were soaked through with sweat and dirt. I smell like wet dead rat. I’d never had to survive like this before because I wasn’t even allowed out of the pack and it showed. I didn’t know the first thing about hunting and I’m left here with little more than scraps. I got money but there is nothing to buy in the woods. Why did Nyx even t

Gianna’s POV I stayed in the tub long after the water turned cold, my fingers wrinkling and my skin chilled. It didn’t matter. The icy water somehow matched the storm swirling inside me. I wanted it to cool the angry fire within me. My thoughts ran wild jumping between the problems of the last few weeks and the strange home I’d somehow stumbled into. Though this looks too much like a a staged something than coincidence. A knock sounded at the door. Just one soft but firm and it sent a shiver down my spine. It wasn’t demanding yet it carried a silent command that made me sit up. I climbed out of the tub water dripping off me as I glanced around for a towel. My eyes landed on a small one, barely large enough for drying hair sitting on a hook nearby. I frowned. This wouldn’t work. Wrapping my arms around myself I cracked the door open to ask for something else. But before I could say a word, he was already there holding out a proper towel. His timing startled me as if he’d kn

Gianna’s POVI followed the man my feet dragging slightly with exhaustion. Every step felt heavier than the last but I kept moving. I didn’t even know his name. It felt too personal to ask like crossing a line I didn’t dare approach. It already feels like I’m in his personal space and I should run but I have no choice. Everything in my body screamed at me to keep my distance from him. He radiated danger in a way I’d never felt before not the cruel one from Eliot or calculated kind I’d experienced with the triplets but a force that warned me I was treading into unknown territory. One that would either end me or worse. I don’t even know what danger feels anymore. Not after living for seventeen whole days in the woods all on my own and defenseless. But for now I didn’t have a choice. He was the only person willing to help me no matter how much his presence set my nerves on edge. He led me to a guest room one that looks different from the rest of the house. The green and brown them