All Chapters of Alpha’s Forbidden Temptation: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

Scarlett’s POVRed room.A haven of temptation.Cloaked in shades of crimson so deep they seemed to bleed desireHeavy red velvet drapes framed the walls.The dim glow of a crystal chandelier spilled down like liquid gold.At the center, a majestic bed stood, whispering elegance and sin.On the far wall, a gilded mirror stretched nearly floor to ceiling, reflecting two figures mingling in tantalizing heat.Everything was whispering one thing to me. Surrender.And so I did.You must be wondering who I am?Tonight, I am trying not to remember who I am.Tonight, I am just a naive virgin who entered the Alpha’s ball disguised as a noble princess, when I am just a pitiful Cinderella, just to have a taste of disobedience and sin.Tonight, I am a sinner.Why did nobody tell me that being a sinner is so pleasurable`?A moan escaped my throat as he sucked on my breasts. The breast that did not even fill his big and manly hands. He was easily six feet and five inches and built like a mountain.

Scarlett’s POVAs I entered the house, laughter echoed from the dining room. One voice sent a shiver down my spine. I knew who it belonged to. The man I wished never to see again.Despite knowing my mother’s wrath awaited if I were late for dinner, I tried to sneak to my room, hoping to avoid him. But my attempt failed. My mother caught me as her face was stormy with anger.“Why are you late?” she snapped. “I told you this morning to return early! Hector is here to meet you. It’s the first time he has visited since your engagement, and you dare to slack off?”I opened my mouth to explain, “But Mother, I—”Slap.Her hand struck my cheek hard. Tears welled up as I looked at her. Her voice was sharp as a blade. “If I hear you say one more time that you don’t want to marry Hector, I will end your life, Scarlett! Be grateful Alpha Juno has shown mercy.”“Go to your room,” she ordered coldly. “Alyssia has lent you a dress for tonight. Make yourself presentable and entertain your fiancé. I d

Scarlett’s POVThe full moon lit up the sky, its silvery glow shining down on the enormous estate in front of me. My heart was racing as I stepped out of the taxi, the long and flowing skirt of my stolen blue gown brushing the gravel under my feet. I stood still for a moment, staring in awe at the mansion before me.Alpha Dante’s manor was stunning and intimidating, with tall towers reaching into the night sky and ivy climbing up its dark stone walls. A warm light glowed from its windows, and I could hear the faint thrum of music and laughter spilling out.I adjusted the mask on my face and took a deep breath. The air smelled fresh and wild, like pine trees mixed with something deeper…like something untamed. My wolf stirred faintly inside me as if sensing my excitement once again.Two guards dressed in black stood there with sharp and serious eyes. I hesitated, feeling small and out of place in this grand world. My gown, my courage, even my dreams—they all felt stolen.“Name?” one of

Dante’s POVShe was gone.A princess waltzed into my life, igniting the dormant feelings I thought had long since died. And then, without a trace, she vanished.Not a single damn trace.I could still smell her. Her vanilla and something sweet scent clung to my sheets. A scent so intoxicating, it was almost like I could taste it and as if it was burned into my soul.But it wasn’t just her scent.Her blood stained the sheets, too.I marked her with my teeth. Her soft, delicate skin was now marred with my canines. The bite was still fresh in my mind as the pulse of her heartbeat under my teeth echoed in my head. No hallucination could feel so real."Alpha, we have searched every CCTV, every bus and train station, and there is no trace of a woman in a blue gown with red hair," Killian’s voice broke through the haze of anger clouding my mind. His words and the doubt they carried were like poison twisting in my gut. He thought I was losing my mind. They all did. I know it would not be the

Dante stood motionless in the temple, surrounded by the haunting echoes of chants reverberating through the sacred halls. The air was filled with sorrow, heavy with the weight of a loss that was too great to bear. Every member of the pack stood solemnly, their heads bowed in grief. Their mourning was not just for any warrior, they had lost the heart of their pack. They had lost Liam. Liam had been more than just his Beta. He had been his brother, his confidant, his family in every way that mattered. And now he was gone, reduced to ashes because of a war Dante had fueled with his own hatred and thirst for revenge. The guilt gnawed at him, tightening its grip around his chest. Had he not been so blinded by his anger, had he made different choices, would Liam still be alive? But it was too late for regret. The damage was done, irreversible. His gaze drifted through the crowd until it settled on a frail, elderly woman with a head full of stark white hair. Her face, etched with deep li