All Chapters of The Alpha's Obsession : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Asher’s footsteps echoed back up the stairs, his mother’s words still bouncing around in his chest. Don’t let the past steal what you’ve built.But it wasn’t that simple.His jaw clenched as he reentered the room, only to find Elena already sitting on the edge of the bed, fully dressed, brushing her fingers through her slightly damp hair.She looked up the moment he stepped in. “You okay?”“I will be,” he said, crossing to her. He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. “Come on. Breakfast is ready.”They descended together, hand in hand, and Elena immediately noticed the scent of bacon and coffee in the air.Asher’s mother was setting plates on the table, a faint smile touching her lips. “I made enough for three.”____________Emotional ConflictAsher pulled out a chair for Elena, but his own movements were stiff, controlled. Tension still rippled under his skin.He sat down last, watching his mother closely. The way she moved. The calmness she carried. It was familiar—b

"You're sure you're ready for this?" Asher's voice was low, steady, but his eyes betrayed his concern.Elena tightened her grip on his hand, her knuckles turning white. "No," she whispered, then added, louder, "but I have to be. For myself. For all the nights I stayed awake wishing for this moment."Asher gave her a small nod, then leaned down to kiss her forehead. "Then I'm with you. Every step of the way."She exhaled slowly, grounding herself in his presence. The hallway was dimly lit, the air heavy with tension. Every step toward the cellblock felt like dragging chains behind her, weighted with the memories of pain and fear.Her heart thundered in her chest as they reached the steel doors. The guard glanced at her, then nodded to Asher. "They're inside. You have ten minutes."Asher gave a curt nod. "We won’t need more than that."The door creaked open. The stench of damp concrete and old regret hit Elena like a punch. Her breath caught as her gaze landed on the four figures within

The weight on her chest began to ease. She inhaled deeply."I’m proud of you," Asher murmured.She gave a small, tearful smile. "I never could’ve done that without you."He brushed a lock of hair from her face. "You did all of that on your own. I was just standing by the strongest woman I know."They walked in silence for a while, the clacking of their boots on the stone floor the only sound. At last, Elena broke it."Do you think they meant it? The regret?""Maybe some of it," Asher said. "But it doesn’t matter. What matters is that you stood tall. You took back what they tried to steal."She nodded slowly. "It’s strange. I thought I’d feel rage, or even triumph. But I just feel... calm.""That’s healing," he said gently. "That’s what it feels like when you finally stop carrying something that wasn’t yours to begin with."Elena rested her head on his shoulder as they reached the outer gate. The late afternoon sun cast golden rays across the path, the warmth chasing away the last of t

“Into the Water, Into the Light”“I didn’t think I’d survive it,” Elena whispered, her voice trembling as Asher opened the door to their house.“You did more than survive,” he said softly, shifting her higher into his arms as if she weighed nothing. “You took control. You looked them in the eye and took back your power.”Elena let out a shaky breath as she rested her head against his chest. “Still feels like I’m dreaming. Like the moment I close my eyes, I’ll wake up back in that cell.”“You’re not there anymore,” Asher murmured, brushing his lips against her temple. “You’re home now. With me.”She smiled faintly, eyes fluttering shut as the familiar scent of his home—of their home—wrapped around her. But something felt different.“Elena?” Asher gently lowered her feet to the floor as they stepped inside. “You okay?”She looked around. “Your mother. She’s not here.”“No,” Asher said quietly, rubbing her arms. “She left early this morning with one of the guards. She wanted to clear her

His fingers trailed lower, over her shoulders, down her arms, reverent and slow. He traced the long scar across her abdomen—not with pity, but with awe.“You survived everything,” he murmured. “And you’re still here. Still standing. That makes you the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”Tears welled in her eyes, mingling with the water streaming down her face. She stepped closer, resting her head against his chest, letting his warmth shield her from the last shreds of doubt.Asher’s arms came around her, firm and grounding. They stood like that for a while, letting the steam cocoon them in silence.Then he reached for the soap.“May I?” he asked.Elena nodded.He started with her shoulders, massaging gently, every touch laced with care. Her body began to relax under his hands, tension melting away with the suds.When he reached her back, Elena felt herself sigh audibly.Asher leaned down, lips grazing the shell of her ear. “You’re safe with me,” he whispered.“I know,” she replied,