The Rogue is a Female Alpha novel Chapter 301

Chapter 301

Chapter 301

Zephyrine

I can’t breathe. Inside there, trembling, I can’t find the strength to even draw air.

r

+5 Free Coins

Heartbreak upon heartbreak crashes over me, and I am left drowning in it. I can’t fathom it, that he had such an identity, and never breathed a word of it to me.

He didn’t confide in me, not even after we made love, not after we spoke about our pups. Biting my lower lip, I dab the tears forming in my eyes and steady my breath, forcing my trembling hands to pull on my undergarment.

Maybe it’s time I take a long break from everything. Perhaps Dessyn and Varyn were right. Lycannar who kept a secret so great only ever saw me as a fool.

When I finish dressing, I push open the door and step back into the bedchamber. He’s there, sitting on the chair, confusion and worry etched across his face. His eyes follow me as I stop across from him.

“I’ll take my leave now,” I say quietly and for a moment, he doesn’t move. Doesn’t speak. He only stares, emotions heavy in his eyes.

“It’s late,” he murmurs softly, and I hate it. I hate how gentle he sounds, how loving, when his love no longer feels real.

“I’ll be fine,” I reply, turning toward the exit. But in a blink, his fingers wrap tender yet firm, and he turns me back to face him.

around

my wrist,

I’m not surprised anymore by his speed. One second he’s across the room, the next he’s right before me, almost as though he teleports.

“Zephyrine,” he calls, softly, almost pleading. “Zephyrine, look at me.”

I hesitate. I don’t want to. I don’t want him to drown me again with those pale golden eyes, don’t want to let him twist my pain into longing.

But after a moment, I succumb. I lift my gaze to his, and he cups my cheek, swallowing hard.

“Fine,” he says quietly. “Let’s talk. I… I have something to tell you anyway. It’s important. And we can discuss whatever’s on your mind, too.”

“I’m fine,” I lie. “I just want to leave.”

1/3

Chapter 301

“You just got here.”

+5 Free Coins

“Like you care…” I glare at him and turn away, but again, his hand finds my wrist. When I face him this time, there’s a flicker of shock in his expression, real confusion.

“What’s going on?” he asks, brows furrowing. “Talk to me. Did I do something wrong?”

I almost laugh. Almost. I can’t believe he’s asking that. Swallowing hard, I shake

“You did nothing wrong, Just… let me go.”

my head.

But he doesn’t. He holds on, still waiting, still searching my face. Until the frustration burns through my chest. I strike at him, punching his chest and freeing my wrist.

Then I walk to the bed and drop onto it, burying my face in my palms as a sob escapes me. My shoulders shake.

“I need some space, Lycannar,” I whisper hoarsely. “I need to think… about whether I even want you anymore.”

“What?” he mutters, stunned. “Zephyrine…”

He came to settled before me, taking my hand gently, his eyes wide with fear, like he knows he’s losing me.

“Zephyrine, is this about Chantel? About his identity?” he asks softly. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. I actually planned to tonight, after we settled, I wanted to inform you that…..”

He pauses, and I look up at him, my heart thundering.

“That what?”

“Zephyrine…”

“About your identity?” I ask.

He stills completely. And that silence is answer enough. Slowly, he lowers his head and

murmurs,

“I didn’t mean to hide it from you. I swear I planned to tell you tonight.”

“It’s too late now,” I whisper, my heart already shattered. “I learned it somewhere else. Tell me, what kind of love is this? That we’ve seen each other’s bodies, souls, and yet you still couldn’t trust me with your truth?”

2/3

:

Chapter 301

I rise from the bed, my decision forming on my lips.

+5 Free Coins

“I need time. And if I don’t come back… then know that I’ve made a choice that doesn’t include you in my future.”

I turn toward the door, my heart leaden, but his voice comes behind me, raw with pleading.

“Please don’t leave,” he says, moving quickly to block my path. His eyes glisten with desperation. “Zephyrine, if you leave now, I’ll be too weak… I might die.”

“Then maybe that’ll save you the trouble of waiting for me,” I reply bitterly.

He freezes, pain flashing across his face, but he pushes through, voice breaking.

“Don’t say that, Zephyrine. You’re hurting me.”

“Like you’re the only one hurting?” I whisper coldly. “Maybe you should go back to where you truly belong, Lycannar. Because you don’t belong here, and you know it.”

Brushing the tears from my cheeks, I walk past him, my chest burning. My horse waits at the gate. I mount silently, my resolve the only thing keeping me upright.

Far from the Lycan Kingdom, I have found Morwen, and she grants me audience.

“He is the Demon Prince,” she says simply.

And just like that, everything clicks. He isn’t even a Lycan at all. He’s a full–blooded demon, the very kind I fought five years ago. No wonder his ex was one, too. But how did a demon become king over Lycans?

A man who doesn’t belong here, that’s what I’ve learned.

Without another word, I mount my horse again and ride out of the kingdom. I vow this will be the last time I return. It’s over. It has to be. Him and I, we’re done.

And yet, as my horse gallops into the dark, I feel it. His gaze burning against my back. Watching from the window.

I know he’s heartbroken too.

But maybe… this is for the best.