All Chapters of The Alpha Kings’ Curse Breaker: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

King’s POV Gianna was like a storm on the sparring mat relentless and wild. I leaned against a nearby tree with my arms crossed watching her fight like she had something to prove. She used to have something to prove but not anymore. Liam and Tom exchanged quick glances their concern growing as she refused to hold back. I told them not to let her train right from the beginning but having soft spot for her never goes well for them. "I’m not responsible for whatever happens to her” I muttered under my breath, loud enough for Liam to hear. He shot me a brief disapproving look before returning his attention to her, stepping in to block one of her overly aggressive strikes. We know she could fight and that is okay. Gianna wasn’t just sparring; she was fighting like her life depended on it. She wasn’t trying to win, she was trying to forget. They cannot see that though. They hardly understand what goes on in her head. Even Liam and Tom seasoned fighters who could usually hand

Gianna’s POVThe pain was relentless as it was sharp and unyielding. I clutched the doorframe my breaths coming fast and shallow. I had no idea werewolf childbirth was this painful. They said it wasn’t! This wasn’t supposed to happen. Not now. Not like this. Not with that woman outside trying to see my downfall. The thought that she even knew I was pregnant before seeing me made me hate King more. He told her about my baby! He had no right to fucking do that to me. Another wave hit me this one stronger than the last and I nearly fell to my knees. A strangled gasp escaped my lips before I managed to stumble into the cabin.“Gianna?” Tom’s voice was distant and muffled but growing closer. He was running towards me. I turned leaning against the wall, my vision swimming. “I… something’s wrong,” I managed to whisper with a barely audible voice. Tom was beside me in an instant his hands steadying me. He looked around before directing me to the couch so I can seat. I don’t want to sit t

King’s POVThe night was silent except for the low murmurs of Liam and Tom as they stood with me outside the hut with their eyes trained on the woods where the Alpha Kings had last been seen. I’d told them to handle it. No way I was stepping out and risking everything we have worked for. Not yet. This wasn’t the time for dramatics or confrontation. This was about strategy and about sticking to the plan we’d worked so hard to craft. We cannot throw it all away in one evening. “They’re still out there” Liam muttered, his voice low but tense.“Desperate as hell” Tom added, glancing at me. “You sure you don’t want us to end this now?”“No.” My voice was firm, cutting through the air. “I can’t risk them seeing me. Not yet. They’re fools but even fools can ruin a plan if we’re not careful.”“We’ll send them off. But they’ll be back.” Liam nodded though he didn’t look happy about it.“They’ll always come back” I said, my lips twisting into a smirk. “Because they need her. The curse is sti

Gianna’s POVThe night was silent except for the sound of our breathing and the faint rustle of leaves in the breeze. Liam and Tom had given us precise instructions: run east until we reached the edge of the pack’s territory then follow the river to a small town where they would find us once things calmed down. The plan was clear but my gut told me I wasn’t coming back. That once I step out of this pack, I’m never turning back around. As soon as we stepped out of the hut the babies snugly tied against Blair and me, I felt the weight of my decision. This was it. I glanced at Blair her hoodie pulled low over her face to shield her from the cold night air. Her eyes scanned the hut and the surrounding clearing like she was trying to memorize every detail. It hit me then that this place meant something to her. She had built memories here a sense of safety maybe even belonging. She grew up her whole life around here. “Blair” I said softly, hesitating. “You don’t have to come with me.

Gianna’s POVThe human world was harsher than I’d expected. The lights never dimmed and the noise never stopped and the air felt sharp and cold compared to the thick warmth of the Mystical Plane. Blair and I found a small shabby motel on the edge of town barely a place to call shelter but it was enough for now. We could hide in there for a day or weeks. The first thing we did was shower and it felt like washing away layers of fear and exhaustion. Blair held one baby while I bathed the other our laughter soft but genuine for the first time in what felt like forever. I fed the babies next and for the first time since their birth they seemed truly peaceful. They slept like the world hadn’t changed. Blair ever the practical one had thought ahead and brought money from her stash though she never said how much or how she got it. "It’s not forever" she told me as we tucked the babies into the motel’s only crib, which we'd cobbled together from pillows and blankets. “Just until we figure