All Chapters of Becoming the Demon Alpha's Bride: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

As Aleah wandered aimlessly along the street, she had no idea where she was going. Lost in thought, she didn’t realize her feet had carried her back to a place from her past—their old flower shop. When she saw it, she froze. The shop she and her mom once called their own was no longer there; in its place stood a sleek coffee shop. She stood outside the door, staring, memories flooding back. Her chest tightened as she thought, If I hadn’t met Hunter, if I hadn’t married him...would Mom and I still be here, running this place together?“Aleah?” A familiar voice broke through her thoughts, startling her. She turned and saw Director Kim, her mom’s boyfriend, walking toward her with a curious look.“What are you doing here?” he asked gently. His eyes shifted to the coffee shop. “Did you miss your old flower shop? It looks like the new owner turned it into a café,” he added with a soft smile, trying to read

Aleah woke up in a room she didn’t recognize. Sitting up, she took in her surroundings with a puzzled look. The last thing she remembered was going home with Director Kim—and seeing her mom there. She felt a wave of shame and frustration sweep over her as memories resurfaced. With a deep breath, she got out of bed and made her way out of the room.On her way down the stairs, she caught sight of her mom and Director Kim through the glass wall. They were in the garden, grilling food and laughing. Aleah froze mid-step, her gaze locked on her mom. She’d never seen her look this happy before—not even back when they lived in her grandfather’s mansion. That smile? It was rare, and it made Aleah hesitate for a moment.Clearing her throat, Aleah stepped outside. “Morning,” she said casually as she approached them. The pair stopped chatting and looked up, her mom’s face lighting up.“Lei, you’re awake! Hungry? We&rsquo

"What’s going on here?" Kimberly blurted out as she stepped into Hunter’s room, her eyes landing on him and Aleah, who was busy tidying up. Hunter was already on his feet, dressed, and looking surprisingly well."You were sick last night! Why are you up already? You need rest," Kimberly said, rushing over to him and placing her hand on his forehead. Aleah glanced at Kimberly briefly, then quickly shifted her gaze elsewhere.Bold of her, Aleah thought, a hint of amusement in her mind. She didn’t even hesitate to step in and fuss over him while I’m here. Treating him like he’s fragile."I’m fine," Hunter said, flashing a small smile. "My fever’s gone, and I slept great last night." His gaze shifted to Kimberly, who met his eyes. Aleah felt her heart skip as Kimberly looked her way, catching her off guard. Memories of last night flashed through Aleah’s mind—falling asleep in each other's arms—and her cheeks turn

Hunter's group had been searching for Kimberly when suddenly, his phone rang. Kimberly's voice came through, shaky and broken, with muffled sobs between words. “I... I’m at a telephone booth...” she managed to say before the call dropped.When Hunter finally reached the booth, his breath hitched. “Kimberly?” he called out in shock, seeing her slumped inside. Bruises marked her face and body, her clothes were torn—it was obvious she'd been through hell. Without a second thought, he shrugged off his long-sleeved shirt and draped it over her shivering frame.“What happened to you?” he asked, crouching to her level. His voice wavered, trying to mask his worry.“Zen!” Kimberly cried out, her arms flinging around Hunter’s neck. He froze. Aleah was the only one who ever called him by that name—not even his closest friends dared. Still, Kimberly's sobs were relentless. How could he push her away?Whi

That night, Hunter couldn't sleep. He wasn't used to not seeing Aleah in their room. Another reason for his sleeplessness was that every time he closed his eyes, memories would flood his mind—memories he couldn’t trace back to their origin. These thoughts were compounded by the necklace he had seen with Kimberly earlier. He felt a strange familiarity with the necklace and the image within it. The unclear images invading his thoughts seemed somehow connected to the necklace he had spotted.Unable to sleep, Hunter decided to sit at his desk and research the necklace. However, he found nothing. He also tried to research Kimberly, the young woman. He had accepted the mission assigned by the President without knowing all the details surrounding it. Yet, despite his efforts, he uncovered nothing that could shed light on his questions.Hunter's phone buzzed unexpectedly, snapping him out of his thoughts. He grabbed it, staring at the unknown number flashing on the scr