All Chapters of Alpha, Let's End This Bond!: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

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Walls And Nursing Pillow.

ARIAThe mansion was a tomb of cold marble and heavy silence when I finally pulled back into the driveway.It was past midnight. My head was spinning with Wynne’s crisis—with the way Luca’s petty jealousy had been twisted into a political noose for Hogan.I walked into the foyer, my heels clicking like a countdown on the tiles. The light in the study was out, but the air still felt heavy with the scent of him: that sharp, agitated pine and the metallic tang of unspent power.I didn't head for the master suite. I didn’t want to smell his skin or hear his labored, pained breathing. I turned toward the west wing, pushing open the heavy oak door of the guest room."Aria."The voice came from the shadows of the hallway.Luca. He was leaning against the wall, his frame looking smaller, more fragile than it had this afternoon. He hadn't changed out of his clothes, but his shirt was unbuttoned at the collar, his tie hanging loose."I'm sleeping here," I said, my hand tight on the doorknob. I

Cold Shoulders.

LUCAI’d made it halfway to the office before I realized I’d left my personal phone on the nightstand—the one with the direct encrypted line to the Council.I pushed the door open, my boots silent on the heavy carpet. I expected the room to be empty. I expected the ghost of our argument to be the only thing waiting for me.Instead, I found her.Aria was sitting on the edge of the chaise lounge, bathed in the soft morning light. She was nursing Aurora, her head tilted back, her eyes closed. She looked ethereal—and completely out of reach.My heart did a slow, painful roll in my chest.This was my mate. This was the woman who had told me, in no uncertain terms, that she wanted to rip our lives apart.She looked so peaceful, yet I knew that behind those closed eyelids, she was probably counting the seconds until she could get away from me.She heard me. Her eyes snapped open, a flash of startled vulnerability crossing her face before the mask of cold indifference slammed back down.She i

Side Hustles.

LUCARowan didn't leave. He stood by the window of my office, watching the city traffic crawl like a line of ants below.The silence between us was heavy with the kind of history only two wolves who have bled together can share."Don't do it, Alpha," he said, his voice dropping into a low voice that was more brother than Second-in-Command. "Don't sign those papers. Don't even let the word divorce breathe in the same room as you."I leaned back, my chair creaking. "You think I want this? She’s the one holding the pen, Rowan.""Then break it," he snapped, turning to face me. "If you and Aria go down, the whole pack feels the tremor. And selfishly? I need you two to fix your shit. Ivy is watching you two like a blueprint. If the great Luca Stormbourne can’t keep his Luna, she’s going to think there’s no hope for us either. She’s already halfway out the door, staying at your father’s place just to get away from my 'Alpha energy.' Set the standard, man. Stabilize the situation so I can bri

Biggest Regrets.

LUCAI leaned my forehead against the cool mahogany of the library’s bookshelves, my hand pressed firmly into the fire burning in my gut.My father’s cough echoed from the bedroom down the hall—a wet, rattling sound that made my wolf restless.But it wasn't my father’s illness that had me on edge. It was the voices drifting up from the drawing-room below."I’m done, Helena. Truly," Ivy said sharply, cutting through the silence of the estate. "I opened the feed this morning and there he was. Rowan. My husband was caught in a 'scandalous' news outside a club with some twenty-year-old actress who probably doesn't even know what a shift feels like. I'm not playing the standing-by-my-man role anymore. I want the papers. I want out."I closed my eyes. Rowan, you idiot. "Ivy, dear, let’s not be impulsive," my mother’s voice was smooth, patronizingly calm. "Men of our station... they have urges. They have distractions. It doesn't mean he doesn't value the pack bond. You have to think from oth

Bloody Tragedy

LUCAThe tires of the SUV hummed against the dark asphalt, the sound vibrating through the floorboards as we sped away from the old estate.I kept my foot heavy on the gas, the engine’s growl the only thing filling the cabin.The silence between us wasn't peaceful; it was a live wire, buzzing with the fallout of everything that had just been unsaid in my old family house.Ivy didn’t move. She sat stiffly in the passenger seat, her eyes fixed on the road ahead as the city lights began to flicker in the distance.We were still miles from my mansion, but the tension made the car feel like it was shrinking."She was there, you know," Ivy said suddenly. Her voice was thin, like a wire about to snap.I paused with my hand on the door handle. "What?""Aria. She just came to the old house," Ivy turned to look at me, with a strange, mocking glint in her eyes. "She saw me sitting by the fire, waiting for you. She asked if you were there and I told her that you went upstairs to the library. She

Broken Promises.

LUCAI sat on a plastic chair at the hospital that felt too small for my frame, staring at the dark, dried smears of Ivy’s blood on my cuffs.The double doors swung open, and a doctor stepped out, looking weary.Rowan stood up so fast his chair screeched against the linoleum."How is she?" Rowan’s voice was a ragged shadow of his usual steady, Beta composure."She’s stabilized," the doctor said, glancing between us. "But the trauma to the abdomen was significant. It’s a threatened miscarriage. At this stage, it’s a coin toss whether the fetus will hold. We’ve put her on strict bed rest and heavy sedatives, but the next twenty-four hours are critical."The air left Rowan in a long, shaky exhale. He didn't look relieved; he looked hollow."Critical," a booming voice echoed from the end of the hall.Ralph Castemont walked toward us, looking absolutely furious.His wife, Sarah, was right behind him, her eyes red-rimmed but her jaw set in a hard line.They didn't look like grieving grandpar

The Weight Of The Past.

ARIAThe sun was too bright for a morning that felt this gray.I sat at the breakfast table in the mansion, staring into a cup of coffee that had gone cold twenty minutes ago. My eyes were puffy, and my skin felt tight from a night spent crying in the guest room.Joe, the private driver, approached with a hesitant look. He was holding something—a sleek, designer handbag. It was a limited-edition piece, the kind of leather that screamed "old money.""Luna," Joe said softly, placing it on the table near my elbow. "Alpha Luca left this in the SUV last night. I assumed it belonged to you."My heart did a slow, painful somersault. For a split second, I thought maybe he’d bought me a "peace offering." Maybe he’d been out late trying to find a way to fix us.I reached out and unlatched the gold clasp.The scent hit me first.Not my perfume. Not the vanilla and sandalwood I liked. This was heavy, floral, and cloying. Ivy.Inside, there was a lace compact and a silk scarf I’d seen her wearing

Fading Heartbeat

ARIAThe silence in the office couldn't cool the fire under my skin.I stared at my computer screen, the spreadsheets blurring into a mess of black lines.My mind kept looping back to that handbag on the breakfast table. The expensive leather. The cloying scent of Ivy’s perfume.“I was saving a life!” Luca’s roar still echoed in my ears.Was he? Or was he just finding another reason to be the hero in her story?I leaned my head in my hands, my fingers tangling in my hair.Every time I thought we were turning a corner—every time he looked at me with that tender, Alpha intensity that made me believe I was the only woman in the world—Ivy appeared like a ghost to haunt us.My phone buzzed on the desk. I didn't want to look. I was terrified it was a lawyer, or worse, another "explanation" from Luca that would only make me want to scream.I was tired of being the "understanding" wife. I was tired of the Storm Ridge politics. I just wanted to be Aria—not a Luna, not a rival, just a woman who

The Taste Of Bittersweet

ARIAI leaned back in my office chair, rubbing my temples. Working at Vanguard Realty usually felt like a safe harbor, but today, the air felt thin.My phone buzzed, vibrating against the mahogany desk. I didn't even have to look to know who it was."Hey, Brandon," I said, my voice forced and flat."That’s the 'I’m-exhausted-and-don't-want-to-talk' tone," Brandon said casually, his voice crackling through the line. "Rough day at the office, or is the Alpha being a pain in the ass again?"I sighed, spinning my chair toward the window. From here, I could see the edge of the Storm Ridge Pack territory from a distance, the trees swaying like dark waves. "Luca is... Luca. He’s digging his heels in.""Still?" Brandon’s tone shifted. The playfulness died. "Aria, it’s been weeks. What’s the vibe? Are you still leaning toward the exit?""Leaning?" I let out a dry, jagged laugh. "Brandon, I’m halfway out the door. I want a divorce. I need it. But he won’t sign the papers. He acts like if he ign

The Sharp Edge Of Silence.

ARIAThe drive back to the mansion felt like a descent into a cold, dark well. Every mile closer to Storm Ridge territory made the skin on the back of my neck prickle.I parked my car, staring at the massive stone entrance that used to represent safety. Now, it just looked like a tomb for a marriage that had already died.I stepped into the foyer, bracing for the usual suffocating weight of the house."She’s finally down," a voice whispered from the landing.I looked up. One of the omegas was descending the stairs, her footsteps hushed. She gave me a sympathetic, slightly nervous look."The Alpha is upstairs," she added softly. "He’s been soothing her for the last hour. She was restless."My heart gave a tiny, traitorous tug. I knew that version of Luca—the one with the low, rumbling voice that could calm a crying child in seconds. The Alpha who didn't need to growl to be heard. But that version didn't make up for the man who refused to let me go."Thanks, Jane," I said through my gri

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