All Chapters of Fated To The Cursed And Cruel Alpha: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Avery’s POV;I clenched my fist tightly as I thought about what to do, I had been so close to getting rid of her completely or so I thought, only for the plan to go so horribly wrong!News of her poisoning had reached me late that night and nothing could prepare me for what I heard when I woke up. That the Alpha had almost thrown his own mother into the dungeons because he suspected her involvement!The entire castle was on edge, servants whispering in the hallways, guards constantly on alert. I felt the weight of a hundred prying eyes, each one seeing too much. If they even suspected me… No, I couldn't let them.Pacing my chambers, I replayed the last conversation I had overheard. Tessa—the Alpha’s mother’s maid—had been speaking in hushed tones with someone who called herself “Luna.” They hadn’t seen me there, hidden in the shadows, listening. The way Tessa’s voice lowered, her words laced with a fear I didn’t expect, told me this wasn’t an ordinary plot.But what truly disturbed me

Ryder’s pov;The early evening sun cast long shadows across Cara’s modest home that I had gotten for her just a few months ago as she did t want Heather to know that she was pregnant.I didn’t know exactly how it had happened, but it was just a few weeks after our marriage that Cara began to spend time with me and I actually did enjoy her company.One thing led to another and we had sex. Then she came back a few weeks later to inform me that she was carrying my child. I promised to be responsible for her, but I couldn’t let Heather find out.It would mean that I would lose everything and heather would never forgive me.I got her a small apartment at the outskirts of the city and had been visiting her occasionally since then.When I had knocked for a while without hearing any sound,I began to feel a strange dread creeping up my spine. This wasn’t the first time I’d visited her for, but something was off tonight. I rapped on the door, frowning as silence met my knock. Cara was never thi

Alpha Harold’s pov;I hadn’t felt so enraged in a long time and as I walked down the corridor towards her room, I kept remembering my conversation with both Ian and Avery. And then Ian’s revelation.She had hidden her pregnancy from me because it wasn’t mine and she knew that!I didn’t waht to believe it, but then she had spent a lot of time with him and they had even planned to elope. It was true. She really was carrying his child, there was no doubt about that.When I finally reached her room, I pushed open the door, not bothering to knock or key the maids announce my presence.Noreen stood near the window, her expression softening into surprise as I entered. “Alpha..” she looked even much better than she did earlier.Any feeling I had fent for her had completely disappeared. I couldn’t trust her anymore.“Alpha ?” she asked, having noticed my expression as she narrowed her eyes at me. “What’s wrong my love?”I didn’t answer immediately, simply watched her, waiting for some sign of

Ian’s pov;We walked through the forest and I wondered why she was so silent when she obviously had a lot to say.I did know however that being herself, she was soon going to ask questions and I knew that before then, I had to try to speak to her. “Noreen,” I called out, my voice holding no hint of the plan I had. “I know this is difficult, but you have to trust me. I’m trying to protect you,” I sounded so sincere that even I would’ve believed.She glanced at me, her eyes dark with worry. “I just… it feels strange, Ian. I’m leaving everything I know behind. The life I had become used to. I don’t even know where we’re going.”I forced a sympathetic smile, deciding that it was fine to appeal to her emotions. “I know it’s hard and what you need right now is space, Away from him, from everyone. You need to think clearly without Harold manipulating you.”Noreen paused, her expression uncertain. “But Harold… I thought he loved me. This all feels like a nightmare.”I placed a hand on her

Noreen’s pov;Light streaked in through the small crack on the basement wall. I wondered if it had been made by the last person who had been held hostage there. I didn’t know how long I had been in there. I stopped counting after the third day, realizing that nobody would come for me. Harold would believe that I had run away with the father of my baby.I had lost count. Time blurred in the darkness, each hour bleeding into the next with nothing to mark the difference but the muffled sounds of footsteps upstairs and the clink of metal whenever Ian brought me food. Or his twisted form of comfort.I’d tried to escape, thrown myself at the heavy door with all the strength I had left, but he’d designed this place for someone like me—someone who wouldn’t give up easily. He knew just how to make me feel powerless.“Noreen?” Ian’s voice drifted down the stairwell, smooth and controlled, like always. I tensed, instinctively hugging my knees closer. I’d learned not to show him any weakness, t