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Chapter 45 – The Alpha King and His Virgin Bride (Killian & Naomi) Novel Free Online

Posted on August 7, 2025 by admin

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She motioned to me. I could only watch her from my glassy vision. She looked like she had something more to say, something serious. I didn’t know if I could take more of the brutal truth. I felt useless to Killian. There was not a single thing I could do to help him and the pack. Nothing.

“Back at the meadow with Killian,”

Valerie started, her eyes revealing far more than her words. It was as if she was contemplating something that didn’t at all make sense. “Did you-“

She paused.

“What?”

I asked, waiting for her to speak.

She hesitated before shaking her head. “Don’t mind me. I thought I felt something back there,”

I nodded. I broke my gaze from her to the door. One of the witches strutted in. She bowed gently to us.

“How is everyone?”

Valerie questioned her.

“A few lost their lives. While we managed to tend to the injured warriors and members,”

The witch said.

I left the spell room, roving to the pack house. The whole place was in disarray. Some injured wolves were being taken care of by the pack’s healers and the coven witches.

From afar, my eyes took in Ria. As soon as she saw me coming, she raced to me.

“I’m glad you’re okay. I heard you were hurt.”

“I am fine, it was nothing serious,”

I told her, and soon Brielle met up with us.

My gaze scanned around for Allen. I found him in the company of Morgan and Mason. I joined them, even though there was no way I could help Killian and the pack with the curse. There was much that needed to be done, and in Killian’s absence, I had to help in any way I could.

I helped out with the injured while everyone prepared for the burial of the dead wolves. It broke my heart when I realized many of the dead pack members were the younger wolves.

Gosh, I had a lot of questions regarding everything I just discovered about Killian and the pack. And I didn’t know anything about my mate. It confused me more why he didn’t tell me about the crescent curse. Why didn’t anyone tell me?

I could not come up with an answer for that. Only Killian could answer that. If only he could just wake up.

It’s daylight already, and he still hasn’t regained consciousness. It seemed normal, but it scared me deeply. I fought back my tears as I made my way to his chamber. I couldn’t even be by his side. Thea has been there since dawn. As I moved closer to his chamber, Morgan stepped out.

“He hasn’t even woken up yet?”

I asked.

Morgan shook his head, watching me.

I returned his stare, “Why didn’t you tell me, Morgan?”

I finally asked the question, choking my thoughts, but maybe I was asking the wrong person. I was indubitably sure Killian must have forbidden everyone from telling me. “Trust me, it’s nothing personal. There was no point in troubling you with such things. You were better off not knowing,”

“How could you say that? Killian is my mate regardless,”

I bit out.

“And that’s precisely why you shouldn’t have known. It hurt much worse knowing you can do nothing to help him,”

His words were the absolute truth. It hurt much worse to know I could not help him in any way.

“Go in and see him. I am sure it’ll do him a lot of good.”

Morgan said.

Thankfully, Thea wasn’t around. I went into his chamber. I walked closer to the bed, taking a seat beside him. He was back to normal. The dark veins that popped on his skin were no more, and his skin didn’t look as pale as it did earlier. I pulled my hand up to brush back the tendrils of his soft hair that covered his forehead. My hands moved to his face. The electrifying sparks wasted no time erupting.

It made no sense for a father to curse his son and his pack. It was so cruel.

I don’t know why the goddess would punish him this much.

My eyes closed as a line of tears fell from them. I leaned deeper into him, and gently, my lips grazed Killian’s.

I pulled away, my eyes opening as I fell on Killian. To my surprise, his amber eyes were wide open, staring at me with those fathomless depths of his.

Killian’s point of view

I felt a warm feeling on my lips as intense sparks kindled within me. Slowly, my eyes pushed open, and the first thing they found was Naomi’s face, inches away from mine. Her warm, slender hands were over me. She pulled her eyes open and they connected with mine.

Her eyes went round, her lips stole a smile. “Killian,”

she called softly, and I looked around to realize we were in my chamber.

How did I get here?

I couldn’t remember anything from the time I was in the cave with Thea.

My eyes broadened, recalling the demon took control over me, but everything after that I couldn’t remember.

The door squeaked open, Morgan came in, and beside him was Allen. Thea raced through the door, and in seconds she was in my arms.

“Killian I’m so happy you’re fine.”

Thea’s tear-stained face pulled closer to mine, and she kissed me right in front of my mate. From the corner of my eyes, I noticed Naomi become still, before exiting the room.

My eyes drifted to my brother and Allen. From the grim look on their faces, last night went bad for the pack, and even worse, I lost control of the darkness within. I didn’t want to spend any second more in my chamber. There was a heap of things to be done. And also, some funeral rites for the wolves who couldn’t make it.

Necessary preparations had already been made by Valerie and my mate, Naomi. We buried the wolves at the pack’s cemetery. Most of those who lost their lives were the younger wolves, and it was really hurtful. I looked around for Naomi. She was around during the funeral, but I can’t seem to find her now. I mind-linked Riannon and I was informed she was back at the castle.

After the funeral, Valerie met with me. Her deep purple eyes, as usual, fell on me sympathetically.

“We need to put an end to this; it’s been happening for too long already.”

I said.

We began walking out of the cemetery.

“I know,”

she muttered slowly, “last night was out of control.”

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