All Chapters of Scar; The Ugly Bride of The Alpha King: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Eve’s POVThe party is in full swing. I watch from the window, the glow of lanterns and flickering torches illuminating the figures below.Music pulses through the air, mingling with the scent of liquor and sweat.Countless Alphas, walk around , drinking, laughing, indulging in whatever pleasures the night offers. However all I could look at, was him. Standing in a corner with a glass in his hands, his aura and stature was easily distinguishable . Alphas try to grab his attention, flocking around him, for favours and prestige, while he barely spoke even a word to anyone.His lips stay pressed in a line as he stares at the liquid in his hands.Barely humming to them in reply.I couldn’t help but look at him.And for a second it looked like the entire world has vanished in front of him.His shoulders were broad, taut in that tuxedo. The top button of his shirt was open, giving a glimpse of those corded veins running up his thick neck. His jet black hair was perfectly combed back, sho

Average human reflex is 250 milliseconds.For werewolves, it’s around 100.But with him, it was even faster.Before I could even react to his words, my chest was slammed against the wall, my hands pinned above my head. The silence between us hums, thick with tension, the only sound audible being the relentless drum of my heartbeat.My cheek presses against the cold wall, and I can feel his presence hovering behind me—an oppressive weight that leaves no room for defiance. Damn it. This is getting worse."I’m telling you, I’m not lying—""Shhh. Another word, little mouse, and I won’t mind shutting your pretty little mouth like last time."Memories of his thumb forcing my mouth open flicker through my mind, making my body freeze. I bite my lip to swallow the words I almost foolishly let slip.Damn it!It was a threat, yet why does it knot my stomach and wet the space between my thighs?The air crackles between us, charged like the storm outside. That’s when I feel his fingertips ghost ov

We both continue to stare at each other, as if struck by the brutal hand of fate itself.I can hear my own heartbeat hammering in my ears. Then, a voice.His voice."Mate?"The single word ignites something inside me—something that had been long dead. Something I’ve never felt before.My wolf.She growls in my mind, a sound of unfiltered happiness, of longing fulfilled. A surge of something raw and overwhelming rushes through my veins, making my knees tremble.No.This can’t be happening.Mate.I never thought I’d be gifted with one. Never dared to dream of it. And yet, there he stands—handsome, powerful, wealthy. Everything a girl could ever wish for. Everything I was never meant to have.My breath catches as he moves.Deliberate. Unhurried. As if he has all the time in the world to reach me.And the world holds its breath. The chaos around us fades into nothingness. Every eye is on us, watching the cruel, inescapable design of fate unfold before them.One step.Two.His eyes do not

The next entire day was wasted with just one feeling.Dread.It was evening. The night was thick with the scent of sweat and earth, the air thrumming with the raw energy of testosterones as I step towards the training grounds. Vast open area sprawled before me with a sea of shifting shadows beneath the cold moonlight. Men—bare, gleaming, their bodies slick with exertion—moved in violent unison, grunts and growls blending with the rhythmic crunch of feet against dirt.And at the center of it all, towering and immovable like a god of war, stood Killain.“ Again! Faster!”His voice was a whip, sharp and merciless, lashing through the night. Every command was met with immediate obedience, every syllable dragging submission from those before him. The men flinched under his gaze, muscles coiling in tense reverence and I was not immune to him.Gulping, I forced my feet forward, each step heavier than the last. The clock had struck eight. I would not be late. I could not afford those stup

Eve’s POV I don’t know how long Luna has been running. Hours probably? Time had blurred into nothing and the sound of her ragged breaths and the violent pounding of her paws against the earth was the only sound I have been hearing. The cold night air burned in our lungs, each inhale sharp, each exhale heavier than the last. She ran without looking back. Through rivers, across borders, past territories I didn’t recognize. It didn’t matter. Nothing mattered except putting as much distance between us and him. I knew there was no escape from him. He will find us eventually. But Luna didn’t know that. She was naive, like I was earlier. She didn’t wanted to give up without a fight. I admire her bravery. Her will. But in the past few weeks, I have realised that when it comes to Kill. All these things feel too minuscule. We were nothing in front of him. Harsh , but it’s real. He can crush someone like me within seconds without feeling a beat of pity. Even kill me, i