The Alpha's Unwanted Bride novel Chapter 456

Chapter 456: ENEMY WITHIN

Leviathan stood at the edge of the clearing, his jaw clenched tight as he watched Jasmine being escorted away by Alpha Hunter’s men.

She moved slowly, cautiously, wrapped in her cloak like a ghost drifting between guards. No chains. No bruises. No rough hands.

He scoffed.

What a joke.

She was supposed to be a prisoner, not a guest. And yet there she was, treated like some precious relic. Not even a slap across the face. Not even a damn collar.

He wanted to spit.

What made her so special?

He’d seen better wolves chained and dragged for less. He’d brought her in, after all. He’d tracked her scent. It should’ve been his glory. His prize.

And yet the Alpha barely acknowledged him. Spoke to him like a nuisance.

The stupid whore was supposed to be shared amongst the men.

He was supposed to have his fill before he was done and handed her out to others.

Not that she would be treated like a Queen.

A low growl rumbled in his throat.

Fine.

If they wanted to treat her like royalty, then let them.

But he wasn’t going to sit and watch it happen.

From the shadowed edge of the treeline, Leviathan whistled low and sharp. Moments later, a large owl swooped down from a nearby perch, its eyes shining gold in the fading light.

Leviathan tied a message to its leg with practiced hands, sealing it with his own crimson wax.

"Fly fast."

The owl took off silently, disappearing into the darkening sky.

Let them coddle their precious little princess. He would make sure she was dealt with the proper way—through betrayal, lies, and blood.

He watched until the owl vanished into the horizon, his expression darkening.

"You’ll wish you were chained when I’m through with you," he muttered under his breath. "You’re not walking out of this, girl. Not this time."

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Deep beneath the marble halls of the North Citadel, a fire roared in a hearth carved with ancient runes.

Uther stood by the flames, the scroll from Leviathan in his hand. He read it twice. Then a third time.

He smiled.

"Perfect," he murmured.

Who could have known that goddess would be by his side?

Why was fate so good?

Jasmine captured?

This was too rich!

He was grateful that he had retained his ties with the savages now look how it had come to his advantage.

And Xaden.... 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Well the bastard was still missing and nowhere to be found.

That was what the letter said.

He walked to the far wall and knocked once—hard.

A panel slid open, revealing a secret corridor lit with violet lanterns.

He entered without hesitation and descended the spiral steps until he reached a small, circular chamber filled with sweet smoke and serpent symbols.

A woman stood at the center, cloaked in crimson, her dark hair pinned in a crown of glass.

Princess Cherry

And the last woman in the realm one would ever wish to disturb.

Her eyes snapped to him as he stepped forward.

"Do you value your tongue, Uther?" she asked in a voice that was all sugar and blades. "Because disturbing me without cause is how men lose it. I have so much dealing with for you to add to any nonsense."

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