Semua Bab Alpha’s Forbidden Temptation: Bab 31 - Bab 40

Third POVWhen Alpha Edward walked out of the negotiation room, his Beta was already waiting for him with a report in his hand. His expression was tense, and Edward could tell something serious had happened even before reading a single word.The report stated that Scarlet Rossetti had been attacked in her room.Special security soldiers had been posted near the rooms where the prisoners were staying. These guards were not noticeable to ordinary people, and their duty was to protect and monitor the prisoners at all times. According to the report, Alyssa, the Luna of the Moonlord Pack, had entered Scarlet’s room. A few minutes later, she came out alone. No one knew exactly what happened inside, but when Rome and his men entered the room shortly after Alyssa left, they found Scarlet badly injured. She was lying on the floor, bruised and bleeding. Rome had immediately called a doctor and strengthened the security around her room.When Scarlet first arrived at Edward’s territory, she had n

Dante’s POv Rome poured me another drink, the amber liquid catching the light just right as it sloshed into the glass. “Alpha,” he grumbled, voice filled with frustration, “will the negotiations start again tomorrow?”I didn’t bother looking at him. Just hummed. I wasn’t in the mood to talk politics.“They’re not playing by the rules, those motherfuckers,” Rome snapped. “Why do we keep following protocol while they get to act like savages?”“Because we’re not the same,” I replied coolly, swirling the whiskey in my hand.Rome was still fuming. “They almost killed Scarlet just to avoid accountability. And now they want to drag her back home like a trophy to polish their reputation. Hypocrites. They don’t care if she lives or dies.”I stayed quiet. I didn’t need to agree. Rome was right.When we returned to our residence, he paused in the hallway. “She can stay in my room. I’ll crash on the couch.”“No need,” I said. My tone was flat, but my thoughts weren’t. I didn’t trust him, not dru

Scarlet’s POVAccording to Rome, if I was hungry, I could come down and eat—dinner was being served like a communal feast, with all three packs gathering under one roof. It was supposed to be a friendly affair. Supposed to be.But the sight of the Moonlord Pack’s faces with their cold, judgmental expressions couldn’t help but sneer as they saw me, made me want to retreat and curl back under the covers. Unfortunately, my stomach didn’t share that sentiment. The rats in there were holding a riot.So, I decided to get up.I slipped into one of the dresses I had brought with me. A simple emerald green piece. It was one of the few outfits already waiting for me in the room Dante had arranged. I hadn’t packed much myself, just the bare minimum. Yet, somehow, everything here—the clothes, the shoes, the little touches in the room, they fit me like they were chosen with me in mind. Like someone had seen me, really seen me.The dress looked ordinary at first glance. But up close, there were the

Dante’s POVWhen I reached the room, the first thought that crossed my mind was what if she tried the same thing as last night?God help me if she did.The way she looked at dinner tonight… like every man’s fevered dream made flesh nd yet completely aware of the effect she had. Her dress hugged her like a second skin, and that little tilt of her chin when she caught me watching? I felt my composure slipping right then.If she pulled another stunt like that, I wouldn’t survive it. I wouldn’t have the strength to push her away.I don’t have that kind of control when it comes to her. Scarlet as she is everything I shouldn’t want, everything I have warned myself against. Yet somehow, she is the only one I seem to see.When I opened the door and stepped in, my eyes landed on her instantly.She was perched on the edge of the window, knees drawn up slightly, her arms resting on the frame, eyes fixed outside like she was searching for something or someone. She was still wearing the same dre

“Damn you, Killian… for leaving me alone,” she whispered.The words barely left her lips, but the ache inside her flared with them.“I don’t know how you managed to stay so calm in situations like this. It’s so fucking hard to be at the front and still care about saving everyone else…”She leaned back against the wall, beer still untouched.A few minutes later, the familiar scent reached her before he did. Rome sat down beside her without asking.“Cursing Killian?” he asked with a low chuckle. “I miss that bastard today.”Vespara didn’t look at him. “If he were here, I wouldn’t have to deal with your obnoxious ass. He was enough to keep you in line.” She let out a bitter breath. “I hate that he left me to deal with you alone. I wish… I wish I had died in his place.”Rome reached out, his touch surprisingly gentle as he placed a finger over her lips.“Don’t speak nonsense, arch enemy,” he said quietly. “If you died… who the hell would I fight with?”After a while, Rome broke the silenc