All Chapters of The Fated Alpha King: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The first light of dawn cast a pale glow over the pack’s territory, the sky shifting from deep blue to streaks of soft orange. The patrols trudged back through the gates, their faces drawn with exhaustion and frustration. They had searched through the night, their wolves tracking every scent, every possible lead—but Aria and Kian had vanished like shadows into the forest.Cedric rode at the head of the returning patrol, his jaw clenched and his body rigid with frustration. His wolf snarled inside him, seething at their failure. They had come so close. He had come so close. But once again, Kian had slipped through his fingers, and this time, he had taken her with him.When they reached the main clearing, Cedric marched toward the Alpha’s quarters, his mind already racing with what he would say.The guards at the entrance barely had time to react before Cedric pushed past them, storming into the large wooden hall where Alpha Darius sat at the head of a long table, speaking with a few of

Cedric moved swiftly through the dense forest, his steps controlled, his mind sharper than ever. The morning air was crisp, carrying the fresh scent of damp earth and pine, but beneath it was something more vital—them.Aria. Kian.They had run, thinking they could escape the inevitable. But Cedric knew better. The pack had order for a reason, and those who defied it only weakened their future.His patrol followed close behind, silent and disciplined. They understood the weight of this mission, even if they didn’t yet see the full picture. Soon, they would. Soon, they would understand why some choices had to be made for the good of everyone.A rustling in the trees ahead caught Cedric’s attention. Marek, his most trusted scout, emerged from the brush. “Their trail is fresh,” he reported, voice steady.Cedric nodded, his golden eyes narrowing. “Where?”Marek gestured ahead, leading the way through the thickening underbrush. As they moved, the distant rush of water grew louder, until the

Aria adjusted the hood of her cloak, tugging it lower to shield her face from prying eyes. The town bustled around her—merchants calling out their wares, the scent of fresh bread mingling with the acrid tang of burning wood. Humans weaved through the streets, their laughter and conversation masking the tension coiling in her stomach.Beside her, Kian walked with practiced ease, his posture relaxed but his sharp gaze scanning every face, every alleyway. He was alert, just as she was.They both knew they were being hunted.A hand brushed her lower back—a reassuring touch. She glanced up at him, meeting his dark, knowing eyes. “We can’t stay long,” he murmured, voice low enough that only she could hear.She nodded. “We just need supplies and information. Then we move on.”Kian exhaled, his hand lingering against her for just a second longer before dropping away. He had barely left her side since they’d fled, his presence a constant source of strength.But she wasn’t naïve. Their stolen m

The town blurred around them as Aria and Kian ran, weaving through narrow streets and back alleys. The scent of sweat, smoke, and fresh bread filled the air, but behind it—behind them—was the unmistakable scent of pursuit. Cedric’s men were coming. Kian’s grip on her hand was tight, grounding her, keeping her focused. She wanted to look back, to gauge how much distance they’d gained, but she couldn’t risk slowing down. They tore through the marketplace, shoving past merchants and townspeople who shouted in protest. A cart toppled behind them, spilling apples across the cobbled street. Aria didn’t hesitate—she jumped over it, keeping pace with Kian as they sprinted toward the outskirts of town. “We need to lose them,” Kian panted, his voice edged with urgency. Aria’s mind raced. “The forest,” she gasped. “If we shift, we can—” An arrow whistled past her ear. Shit. They weren’t just chasing them anymore. They were hunting them. Kian’s grip on her tightened. “Faster!” Adr

Kian’s body moved on instinct, his muscles coiling as he launched himself at the gray-furred wolf. Their bodies collided with a sickening crunch, rolling through the dirt and leaves in a vicious tangle of claws and teeth.Aria barely had time to react before the other two wolves lunged for her.No time to shift—She ducked under the first attacker, spinning on her heel and slamming her fist into his ribs. He grunted but didn’t stop, snapping his jaws as he swiped at her with razor-sharp claws.Aria twisted away just in time, her breath coming in sharp gasps. She had trained for this—years of sparring, of preparing for threats. But nothing had prepared her for fighting her own pack.A snarl ripped through the air as Kian threw his opponent into a tree with a brutal crack. The gray wolf slumped, dazed—but not out.“We can’t fight all of them,” Kian barked, his eyes flashing with urgency. “We need to run!”Aria grit her teeth, blocking another attack. “You think I don’t know that?!”Kian