All Chapters of THE ALPHA’S HATED CONTRACT MATE: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

HERASomething felt really off tonight.The air in the palace seemed different, heavier. Even in the stillness, I could sense an unsettling energy bubbling in the atmosphere, like the whole place was holding its breath. The moon outside was glowing red—full, haunting. The Blood Moon.I tried to ignore it, but my thoughts kept drifting to the locked room. Ever since I discovered it, it called to me, the strange energy that pulsed behind that door like it was alive. And tonight, that energy was louder, more persistent. It was harder to ignore than any other day.I tossed and turned, restless, my thoughts tangling into knots. It wasn’t until the moon dimmed, finally fading back to its usual pale light, that I started to drift off. The tension in the air seemed to settle just enough for me to close my eyes, and sleep took me.But it didn’t last for even five minutes. Something woke me with a start. At first, I wasn’t sure what it was—just a feeling in my gut, the kind that makes your

HERAI gasped, my head falling back as I felt the first touch of his mouth against me, the sensation electrifying, sending a jolt of pleasure through me that made my legs shake.“Oh god…” I whispered, my fingers clutching the sheets, trying to anchor myself to something, anything, as his tongue moved in slow, torturous strokes. I didn’t stand a chance against him, not like this. He was relentless, precise, his every movement sending shockwaves of pleasure through me.He knew exactly what he was doing. I couldn’t believe it. I never thought Atticus would be the type to worship a woman’s body like this, to give without taking, but here he was, proving me completely wrong.He groaned against me, the sound vibrating through my core, and I cried out, my body shuddering as his tongue worked me harder, faster, his fingers digging into my thighs, parting my legs wider for more room as he drove me to the edge.My hands flew to his hair, tangling in the dark strands, trying to pull him closer,

HERAI sat alone in the grande dining room, the clinking of my fork against the ceramic plate echoing through the empty space as I ate breakfastThe solitude was almost oppressive, a stark contrast to the usual bustling energy of the palace when I was still working as a maid. Dare I say, I kinda miss the energy.I’d gotten used to this over the past few weeks, but today, there was something different in the air. That same unsettling energy I’d felt last night during the blood moon— the same one that came from that room, the one that clung to the shadows, just beyond reach—was stronger now, almost tangible.I set my fork down, frowning slightly as a strange awareness prickled at the back of my neck. All the air at the back of my neck stood in attention, alerting me.What is this feeling?Then, without warning, the door to the dining room creaked open, and in walked a young man, no older than nineteen, with striking features that made me stop breathing for a moment. He looked so much

LILITHI had spent all morning perfecting my appearance. I was finally released from the dungeon and I knew I had to seek Atticus out again.My hair, washed and braided into an elegant twist, framed my face just the way I knew Atticus would like it. I wore a soft, flowing gown that clung to my waist, a pale lavender that made my eyes stand out. I’d never gone to such lengths before—I mean, I always go the extra length just to please Atticus—but today was different. Today, I was going above and beyond because I had to make things right.I was going to apologise. It was my only way back into his good graces. I’d explain everything, tell him I’d acted out of pain, out of confusion, that it was only a mere joke that got out of hand. Hell, I’d beg if I had to. Anything to make him forgive me, to stay in the palace and, maybe, remind him that I had always been there, even after Rachel, to remind him that I will always be here to satisfy his every need.That I was all he needed… not tha

ATTICUSI barged into Ben's room and was greeted by the sight of him coming out of the shower, a towel wrapped loosely around his waist, his hair dripping wet. He glanced up, his mouth curling into a smirk.“Well, well, if it isn’t big brother,” he drawled, clearly amused. “Miss me so much you had to barge in unannounced?” He chuckled, reaching for a shirt with a relaxed ease that grated on my nerves.His casualness and nonchalance always did that to me.“Don’t flatter yourself,” I muttered, crossing my arms. “I saw you and Hera at the archery grounds.” My voice was sharp, but I did my best to keep it even. “All close and in each other’s space.”Ben raised an eyebrow, then laughed outrightly.“Are you… jealous, Atticus?” he taunted, his grin widening. “That’s a first.” He shook his head, fits of chuckles escaping his lips. I clenched my jaw, hating that he could read me so easily. “Don’t be ridiculous,” I shot back, denying what he said even though he could see through me. “I’m war