All Chapters of Becoming the Demon Alpha's Bride: Chapter 201 - Chapter 205

"Then why?" Aleah demanded, her tone mixed with hurt and urgency. "Why did you leave? You didn’t just disappear—you had yourself discharged from the hospital and hid from us. From me."Hunter’s expression softened further. "I had to," he said simply. "Helen’s minions were ready to strike. If I stayed with you, they would’ve attacked you and our family. I couldn’t take that risk, Aleah. Keeping you safe meant keeping my distance."Aleah’s lips parted as she took in his explanation. "So… you kept away on purpose? You thought it was better for me?"Hunter nodded slowly. "At first, yes. I wanted to stay away forever. I was so full of doubts. I didn’t think I could ever make you happy in the state I was in. I was scared, angry, and felt so lost, knowing death could come for me at any time. I didn’t see a future for us. But…" His voice grew softer, his gaze more intense. "I couldn’t keep myself from t

When Hunter came back to their room after handling the unruly guest, he spotted Aleah already asleep on the bed. He quietly placed the wine and glass on the table, a small gift from the hotel manager for his efforts earlier. Hunter moved closer, sitting beside his wife. He carefully brushed her hair off her face, smiling softly as he adjusted her blanket."Sleep well, my love," he whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to her cheek before standing again. He walked to the table, poured himself a glass of wine, and stepped onto the terrace."How am I supposed to sleep?" he muttered under his breath, leaning back in his chair. The wine glass and bottle sat untouched on the side table. Opening the bottle, he poured a little wine, swirled it around, and took a sip."A honeymoon under the stars, yet here I am drinking wine on my own," Hunter said, frustration coloring his voice. His thoughts drifted to the commotion earlier and the guest's horrible timing—interrupting the

Ahem." The throat-clearing sliced through the sweet moment between the couple. Hunter and Aleah both turned to find its source. Aleah’s eyes rounded when she saw a man she didn’t recognize. He wore a spotless white uniform—the kind Navy officers wore, if Aleah had to guess. Her eyes caught on the insignia on his shoulder. Two younger men stood behind him, their stances stiff, their outfits screaming “military.”"Alpha Hunter," the man in white said as he saluted, sharp and precise. The two men behind him followed suit. Hunter helped Aleah up gently before returning the gesture."Vice Admiral Salvacion," Hunter replied, his tone calm but alert."Sorry to crash your vacation," Salvacion said, extending his hand to Hunter.Hunter hesitated, glancing at Aleah. She didn’t say anything, just quietly watched the exchange, her expression unreadable. Hunter’s gut churned—whatever the Vice Admiral was here for, it wasn’