บททั้งหมดของ Cursed Alpha, Chosen Love: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Kaelan bared his teeth, his growl deepening. "You wanted a fight, Zane," he snarled, his voice a guttural rumble. "Now you’ve got one." And with that, he lunged. Zane anticipated the movement, sidestepping just in time as Kaelan’s claws slashed the air where his chest had been moments before. The two men collided again, Zane’s brute strength meeting Kaelan’s relentless fury. The sound of fists hitting flesh, grunts, and growls reverberated through the dark forest clearing, lit only by the eerie glow of the moonlight. "You’re pathetic," Zane taunted, shoving Kaelan backward. "A wolf who can’t even shift. A man who’s been stripped of everything. You think you’re some kind of hero now?" Kaelan wiped the blood from his mouth and straightened, his eyes blazing with fury. His chest heaved, his breath visible in the cold night air. "I don’t need to shift to take you down." But Zane only laughed, his confidence radiating as he closed the distance between them. "You’re nothing withou

“The source of the imbalance must be found,” Eryon repeated, her voice a low, haunting echo in the stillness of the chamber. Her ancient eyes bore into Kaelan’s with such intensity that he fought the instinct to step back. “And you must decide, Kaelan, what kind of man—what kind of wolf—you wish to be.” As her words lingered like a storm cloud, Rhea reached for Kaelan’s hand, her fingers trembling slightly but determined. His hand, rough and scarred, remained still in hers for a heartbeat too long before he finally curled his fingers around hers. The warmth of her touch grounded him, but his jaw clenched tightly, his thoughts a vortex of guilt, fear, and defiance. “What does it even mean?” Kaelan’s voice was low, almost a growl. “What kind of wolf I wish to be? I have no pack. No strength. And I—” He stopped, his throat tightening around the words. “You have me,” Rhea interrupted softly, but her words carried a sharpness that made Kaelan look at her. Her eyes, though laced with

The crackling fire was the only sound breaking the heavy silence. Sparks danced upward, disappearing into the night sky like fleeting hopes. Kaelan sat rigid, his eyes locked on the flames, their flickering glow reflecting the turmoil in his heart. He wanted to believe Rhea’s words, her quiet voice from moments before still lingering in his memory. But as the heat from the fire warmed his skin, the icy dread in his chest refused to thaw.Because deep down, he wasn’t sure she was right.“Kaelan.” Rhea's voice broke through his thoughts, soft but insistent. She stood beside him, her arms crossed, a frown etched on her face. "You’re doing it again."“Doing what?” His voice was low, gruff, as though it carried the weight of a thousand unspoken fears.“Shutting me out.” She dropped her arms and stepped closer, her tone softening. “I know that look. You’re thinking about him again, aren’t you?”Kaelan’s jaw tightened. He didn’t need to ask who she meant. Zane. The name alone was enough to s

“What happens now?” she asked, her voice barely audible.Kaelan didn’t answer. Instead, he stepped closer, his gaze fixed on hers. And in that moment, she realized that the battle wasn’t over—not yet.“Kaelan,” Rhea pressed, her tone firmer this time, though her trembling hands betrayed her unease. “What are you not telling me?” He let out a slow exhale, the weight of the moment pressing down on him like a heavy chain. His dark eyes, once sharp with confidence, now shimmered with hesitation. “There’s more to this,” he admitted quietly, his voice carrying a gravelly edge. “The Hati Bulan didn’t just reveal our connection. It... warned me about what’s to come.”Rhea’s brow furrowed as she stepped back, putting some distance between them. “Warned you? About what?” Kaelan hesitated. He looked away, his jaw tightening. Words fought to surface, but he bit them back, as if saying them aloud would make the weight of the truth unbearable. “It spoke of a sacrifice,” he finally muttered, his v

“Running isn’t going to help you, little girl,” Zane’s voice growled, dark and menacing. His laughter still echoed in her ears, a cruel, mocking sound that clawed at her resolve. “You think you’ve got what it takes to beat me? You can’t even save yourself.”Rhea stumbled backward, her chest heaving as she fought to push down the panic rising in her throat. The walls of the dimly lit cavern seemed to close in around her, the air thick with the suffocating scent of damp earth and despair. Zane towered above her, his presence a suffocating shadow that pressed against her every move. “Stay away from me,” she spat through gritted teeth, her hands trembling as she raised them in front of her. She wasn’t sure what she meant to do—what she could do—but the heat in her chest burned brighter, sharper, as if daring her to use it.Zane’s grin widened, his fangs glinting in the faint light. “Or what? You’ll cry for your little mate to save you?” He stepped closer, his boots crunching against the