All Chapters of The Alpha King Who'll Avenge Me: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

My conversation with Vincent fizzled. He didn’t want to share more, and I didn’t want to push him, so our conversation faded into the shadows. There were many things I didn’t want to know, especially since I wouldn’t be at Elijah’s side forever. Why should I care about that hotheaded king? Although, I’ll admit, sometimes my curiosity gets the better of me.A few days later, Vincent came to my room to tell me I had been assigned a new etiquette tutor.“A tutor?”I could hardly believe it. Elijah had never mentioned anything about a tutor, but suddenly I had one.“Yes, my queen. Your tutor is waiting in the living room,” Vincent nodded.I put down my knitting - one of the gifts given to me, a complete set - and quickly straightened my hair before following Vincent into the living room.My heart was pounding with anticipation. I was both nervous and excited to learn proper etiquette. As Vincent opened the living room door, the air felt tense, and my eyes met those of an older woman sit

The sound of people talking outside the door grew louder. I quickly ran into the closet and closed it gently but hastily. My heart pounded faster as I heard the door handle turn and footsteps enter the room.The biggest regret of my life was being trapped here. Elijah was supposed to be out by ten, but now all I could do was hide, not knowing how long I'd have to stay like this.Please, Moon Goddess, don't let me be caught in here! Save me!"What kind of urgent business makes you come all the way to my mansion?" Elijah asked. "I was on my way to the castle.""We believe this meeting would be better kept private, my king."I didn't know who was speaking; Elijah's voice was the only one I recognized. But there were three others in the room. I could smell different perfume scents and feel the distinct auras they carried."What matter could be so serious that the other royal alphas don't need to know about it?" Elijah chuckled softly. "I don't make exceptions. No one has ever been my favo

We had just shared a tender moment and were about to return to the bedroom when Elijah suddenly entered the closet. Maybe he still suspected me, but I had nothing left to hide. Hadn’t Elijah said he could feel what I was going through all the time? How could I deny it if he could feel my body and soul?I adjusted my clothes and glanced at Elijah, standing in the closet, looking at an old photo album in his hands. Suddenly, he looked over at me, his expression surprised.“You looked at these pictures?” he asked.“I didn’t mean to.” I approached Elijah, feeling a pang of guilt. “Forgive me, my king.”“Why?”I wasn’t sure if he was asking me or himself. Instead, he turned his eyes back to the old photos in the album. If this was some big secret, I wouldn’t look again. Besides, if he didn’t want anyone to know about his past, why keep it in a closet like this? Didn’t he have a safe to hide his secrets in?“How many have you seen?” Elijah showed me the album.I began to feel uncomfortabl

I sat on the high stool and stared at the hairpin that had brought disaster. It lay on the kitchen island, wrapped in a cloth, still stained with blood. I sighed and looked at those gathered around me—Vincent and the maids.“My queen, I know it was unintentional, but please don’t dwell on it. King Elijah will be fine,” Vincent said.So I should be able to relax after stabbing Elijah, even if it was accidental? I don’t understand why he suddenly collapsed and is now unconscious.Vincent even had to call Bishop, and together, they tended to Elijah until his condition began to settle.What shocked me the most was learning that the hairpin contained silver—a poison deadly to our kind, second only to wolfsbane.I couldn’t wait to see Elijah now, even though Bishop had been watching his condition. How could I not panic even more?Tears fell again as I cried in silence. I never wanted to hurt Elijah despite the pain he often caused me. Deep down, I felt like the worst person in the world.“M

“Ugh!”I grimaced as Delilah’s hips accidentally landed on my stomach wound. She gasped and quickly shifted, kneeling beside me with a look of concern and panic in her eyes.“My king, I’m sorry,” she squealed.“It’s all right,” I replied, not wanting this damned wound to ruin the heat between us. I didn’t care about her accidental stab; I figured we’d call it even if I could “stab” her all night in return.I cupped Delilah’s neck and pulled her face close to kiss again. I wanted to hear her moan, to feel her writhe beneath me until she had nothing left to give. She returned my kiss with even more passion, wrapping her arms around my shoulders. I gently pushed her back, making sure she was comfortable as my hand found her breast, squeezing slowly but firmly.Her body rose, her heavy-lidded gaze sending my thoughts reeling. I moved down and kissed her deeply before taking her breast in my mouth, making her moan louder. The sound was beautiful and made me want more.I bit, sucked, until