All Chapters of Married to the alpha king, pleasured by his son : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

~Theo~“Tell me the truth, Fred. You can either tell me, or I’ll summon her and ask her myself. You know that she would never lie to the crowned prince of this Tribe.”Fred’s eyes darted everywhere around us, and he tried desperately to avoid my eyes. After our sparring session this morning, I’d tried to make him spill the relationship between him and Grace. But it looked like he would rather chew leather than say anything to me.The moment I mentioned summoning her however, his stance had changed. I guess he didn’t want his beloved lover to be held in my clutches after all.“She’s my mate, Theo.” He looked like a man who had been fighting a war inside his own head and finally lost. His shoulders were tense, his jaw locked as if he expected me to lash out.My jaw almost dropped. “What?”He nodded, rubbing the back of his neck. "I tried, Theo. I tried to fight it, to pretend that it wasn’t real. But it’s too much. I can’t take it anymore. I need her." His voice cracked slightly, and I

~Theo~Despite being threatened by my father to stay away from Storme, I still found my way to her bedside that afternoon. There was no obvious improvement even after all the injections that the doctor had administered to her. She still looked pale and deathly.I knelt by the edge of her bed, putting her cold hand in between mine, trying to warm her up at least. But nothing was working.“Please, Moon goddess, please don’t take her away from me,” I prayed, “Take every other thing in my life, but please, return my mate to me. I can’t live without her.”I brought her hand up to my face, my heart breaking over and over again at what she had been reduced to. My once vibrant Storme, reduced to this figure who couldn’t do anything to help herself.She couldn’t scold me for doing things that she had warned me not to do, or for wanting to mark her even when she had made it clear that it was dangerous. I would give anything right now to hear her nagging at me. I would give every single thing.I

~Karen~I limped down the corridor, my head held high despite the pain throbbing in my leg. The scent of blood clung to me, but I ignored the questioning glances from the passing servants. Let them look. Let them whisper. None of it mattered. I had won.The ragged cloth that Mona had managed to find for me reeked of dampness and was undeniably dirty, but it was better than walking through the palace halls completely naked.“Theo tried to kill me.” I muttered to myself incessantly, as if saying it over and over again would make it become a lie.I hadn’t believed that he would be able to do something like that to me, his childhood sweetheart. If I hadn’t escaped as quickly as I had, then I would have been the second body that would have been incinerated tonight alongside that witch’s body.His rage, his grief, him fighting me, it had all being for that wretched woman. Even in death, she clung to him like a curse. How else was I supposed to get rid of this darn disease that had infected

~Storme~“Per radicem et saxum, per ignem et mare, scutum lucia me circumdat clare. Nullum Malum transeat, nullum maneat, Haec custodia nocte dieque stet.”(By root and stone, by fire and sea, A shield of light encircles me. No harm may pass, no ill may stay. This ward shall hold both day and night)The murmurs surrounded me, rhythmic and steady, their cadence weaving through my half-conscious mind. The words felt familiar, yet distant, as if they were buried deep in my bones, waiting to be unearthed.I felt a hand on my chest as the chants continued, and it felt like someone was retracing the birthmark on the back of my wrist. A little pain permeated through my skin, but it stopped almost immediately. The chanting stopped as well.My eyes fluttered open. A dim, flickering glow illuminated the space around me. The scent of burning herbs and something earthy filled the air. A woman stood before me, stirring a bubbling pot over an open flame. Her face, lined with wrinkles that somehow m

{NOTE: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS DUAL POV FROM BOTH THEO AND STORME. HAPPY READING.}~Theo~A collective gasp rippled through the room. My own breath caught in my throat. I rushed closer, my hands shaking as I reached for Storme. I pressed my fingers to her throat, feeling for the impossible.And then I felt it. The faintest, most fragile thump beneath my fingertips.She was alive.The room erupted into chaos. Karen shrieked in protest. The king’s eyes darkened with an unsatisfied emotion. The guards shifted uneasily, looking to him for orders.“This is a trick,” Karen spat. “A game. You saw her, Theo! She was dead.”I barely heard her. My heart was pounding, my mind racing. Storme had been cold. Still. Dead. And now…Geenie turned to my father. “My king, this is a great omen. She was taken by the spirits, but they have returned her.”My father’s expression hardened. “Then we must finish what we started.”My blood ran cold. “What?”“If she was meant to live, she would not have been declar