All Chapters of My toyboy is Alpha King: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Seth POV Her voice was laced with a hint of satisfaction as she replied, “I've already taken care of Veronica. Let's just say her mother made quite a scene.” Her eyes sparkled with a subtle gleam, hinting at the drama that had unfolded. My expression remained stoic, but her eyes narrowed slightly, betraying a flicker of curiosity.For a moment, I was silent, my gaze drifting inward as if replaying the events of the previous night. Then, my eyes refocused on her, and I asked, my voice low and cautious, “Did I say anything…last night, when I was drunk?” My tone carried a hint of vulnerability as I feared what secrets I might have revealed.Evelyn's expression shifted, a trace of guilt creeping onto her face. Her eyes softened, and her voice took on a gentle quality. “You didn't say anything that hadn't already been said, Seth.” Her gaze drifted to the scar above my waist, and her lips curved into a subtle, apologetic smile. The faint regret in her eyes suggested that she felt sorry for

Evelyn's POV My eyes fluttered open, the soft glow of the evening sun casting a warm ambiance in my room. I stretched, my body languid from the prolonged sleep. Reaching for my phone, I plugged it in, and the screen sprang to life.The notifications flooded in, a barrage of missed calls and messages. My heart skipped a beat as I saw Dylan's name dominating the list. The calls were from the previous night, each one a testament to his patience and concern.A strange warmth spread through my chest, a tender feeling I couldn't quite ignore. He had waited for me, stayed up the whole night, hoping I'd answer. The realization touched a vulnerable part of me, making my question my emotions.My gaze lingered on the screen, my thoughts drifting back to our earlier confrontation. I had pushed him away, reminded him of our casual arrangement, and yet…he had still waited.The conflicting emotions swirled within me, a mix of guilt, appreciation, and curiosity. Why had he waited? Did he truly care,

Evelyn's POV My gaze drifted into the distance, my mind reeling from the encounter with my adoptive family. The weight of their expectations settled upon me, a familiar burden I couldn't shake.As I parted ways, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was walking into a carefully laid trap, one designed to cement Stella's status as the true Orion Pack princess.The sound of Dylan's voice broke the spell, his presence a welcome respite from my thoughts.“Evelyn, what's on your mind?” he asked, his eyes probing.I turned to him, a hint of mischief dancing in my eyes. “I was thinking about you,” I said, my tone light.Dylan's smirk was instantaneous, his lips curling upward. “You sure know how to flatter,” he teased. I paused to look at his dressing. The man was dashing especially with how his hair was styled back, and his gray eyes peeked through his long lashes.I chuckled, the tension in my shoulders easing. “Can't help it,” I replied, my smile playful.Dylan slid into the seat across fr

Seth's POV.I seethed, my fury simmering like a volcano on the brink of eruption, as Evelyn's detached voice sliced through the phone line. Her words, laced with indifference, cut deep, and I felt my anger boiling over.Every fiber in my being screamed for release, but I clenched my jaw, fighting to contain the tempest raging within. The tension coursed through my veins like liquid fire, threatening to consume me.But when the call ended, abruptly severed by Evelyn's dismissive tone, my control snapped. My phone hurtled through the air, bouncing off the couch cushion with a muted thud, a tangible manifestation of my rage.Veronica, seated across from me, recoiled, her eyes wide with alarm. The concern etched on her face only fueled my irritation.“What happened?” she asked, her voice laced with fear.I turned to her, my gaze icy, my expression twisted in a scowl. Veronica's face crumpled, her eyes welling up with tears.“Did I do something wrong to upset you?” she asked, her voice tre

Evelyn's POV I stood frozen, Seth's grasp on my arm unexpected. His eyes blazed with intensity, the depth of his emotions raw and unguarded.“What are you doing?” I demanded, my voice low and rough. “You used to tell me to give you freedom every day, and now that I've let go, you're clinging to me?”“Let go-” I started to demand.But he cut me off, his words spilling out in a torrent. “Do you enjoy being fought over by two women? Is that what this is about?”His gaze burned into mine, searching for answers. I felt a surge of indignation, but beneath it, a spark of hurt.“Seth, stop,” I said, my voice firm. “You're misunderstanding everything.”But he wouldn't let up. His face darkened, his eyes narrowing. “Who is your current boyfriend?” he demanded, his tone possessive.I laughed, incredulous. “You have no right to ask that,” I replied, my voice steady.Seth's grip on my arm tightened, his fingers digging deep. “I have every right,” he growled. “You're still mine, Evelyn. In my hear