A Web of Betrayal.This chapter contains explicit content.Alexander’s POV.“Alex, I’m here,” Maria announced as she walked into my room.“What are you here for?” I asked her, eyeing her suspiciously. I knew what she was here for, but I chose to pretend.“I’m feeling better now,” she purred as she started to caress my body. My body felt hot, almost like it was on fire. I wasn’t feeling the connection or sensation with her that I was supposed to. She had been pressuring me to sleep with her, but how could I explain that I wasn’t feeling a romantic connection with her?“Alex, do you hate me? Why haven’t you touched me since we got married? I’m your wife, for goodness’ sake,” she yelled. “I want you to come back to your senses and stop thinking about her.”“Okay, enough of your nagging. Come here,” I said, holding my breath as our lips met.Maria kissed me hungrily, as if she had been expecting it. She moaned into the kiss, seemingly enjoying it, but it didn’t feel right to me. Her touch

Broken Innocence: A Tale of Betrayal and Defiance Lisa “Are you okay?” he asked. I could see that he was worried, but I knew it was fake. He was concerned because I wouldn’t be able to donate blood to his wife. “I’m fine. Wipe off that fake worried expression,” I smirked. “I can’t stand seeing it.” “I’m sorry,” he apologized. “Alex, I don’t feel well,” Maria said, cutting in. “I feel dizzy.” He ran to her. “How do you feel, Maria?” “I think I need more blood, Alex. I still feel weak,” she announced. I looked at her, smiling. I knew what she was up to. She wanted to draw all my blood. We both knew that she was fine. “Really. Do you need my blood?” I smirked. She looked at me with pity, but I could see the hatred she was trying to hide under it. “Tell me, my queen.” “Yes. I’m sorry,” she muttered softly. “Alex.” She held the king’s clothes. “Do you think I am too selfish?” “You’re not, darling. You’re not selfish,” he declared. I rolled my eyes, seeing how they acted. “Lisa, ca

Confrontation and Consequences King Alexander. “My king,” Marcus said as he entered, holding a letter. He bowed his head in respect. “This letter is from the Lycan king," he uttered as he handed me the letter. I took it and opened it, only to find shocking news. A young Lycan was killed and dumped near my territory. I stood up in shock. What the heck was happening? “My king, what is it?" Marcus asked me. I was dumbfounded. I stammered out a response, trying to explain what had happened. Marcus looked at me in disbelief. "Relax, my king, what's it? Tell me." “Marcus, what should I do?" I asked. My body was tense with anxiety. I had just signed a peace treaty with the king, but now it seemed that someone was plotting against me. Who could it be? I handed the letter to my beta and said, “Take a look at this.” He took the letter from me, and his surprised reaction mirrored my own. “My king, how is this possible? Why was a dead baby Lycan found near our territory? This can’t b

Her death. Maria’s POV. “Miranda, go and fetch her maid for me!” I yelled angrily. I heard that the king had slept with her again. Why should I let her get away with it? “Yes, my queen,” she replied. I was pacing around my room, contemplating what to do with her, when Miranda entered. “My queen,” she bowed. “What can I do for you?” “I want you to poison your lady for me.” She fell to her knees and started crying. “I can’t do this, my queen. Please don’t kill my lady.” “Are you defying my orders? Do you think I am begging you to do it? No, I am not begging; I am ordering you.” “No, I can’t do that.” “Miranda, bring me that potion. Take this,” I said, handing it to her. “Poison her with this.” She took the potion and threw it away. I was furious. She was just like her mistress, a stubborn fool. “Grab her,” I ordered. She was pinned to the floor. I forced her mouth open and poured in the potion that Miller had given me. I knew she wouldn’t poison her, but I would make

In jail.Lisa’s stance.I woke up slowly and tried to move, but I found myself paralyzed by fear. The room was pitch-dark and filled with the stench of death, and the air was filled with screams and the sight of dead bodies. I took a deep breath and realized that I was in an all too familiar situation. I have been here before.‘We’re here again,’ I heard my wolf’s weak voice. I could feel her sadness.‘Yes, I’m sorry. It’s my fault. I thought too highly of myself, believing I could escape from here.’’I’m not blaming you, Lisa.’‘I’m at fault. I should have listened to you when you warned me to stay put,’ I admitted. ‘I’m sorry.’‘It’s okay.’“You’re awake,” King Alexander said as he walked into the jail. “How does it feel to be back here, little wolf?” I couldn’t respond. I knew what my fate would be. He could punish me for trying to leave.“Cat got your tongue. Can’t you talk, mate?”“I’m sorry.”“Is that what you’re supposed to say?” He screamed at me, his anger burning. He picked