All Chapters of Scent Caught By The Alpha: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

I led Ryan into our room, my heart heavy with a swirl of emotions – anger, hurt, and concern. Once the door closed behind us, I felt like I couldn't hold back my frustration any longer."What were you thinking?" I demanded, my voice trembling with all the emotions bubbling up inside. "You can't just go around picking fights with everyone, especially not Nate!"Ryan's jaw tightened, and I could sense the lingering anger just beneath the surface. "He betrayed me," he shot back, his words dripping with bitterness. "And you're defending him?"Taking a deep breath, I made an effort to keep my own anger from getting the best of me. "I'm not defending him," I responded firmly. "But we can't resort to violence every time there's a disagreement. And besides, you have always kept secrets from me. Why would you tell me what's going on with you and Nate? Why do you hate him so much?" Ryan stared at me with an emotionless expression. I wondered what was going on in his mind. I wondered whether th

Sitting alone in my office, the heaviness of my actions bore down on me like an unrelenting weight. The fallout from my clash with Philip had cast a dark shadow over the pack, everyone knew that Philip quit. What was worse is that everyone knew that he had quit because of what dinner and I had done. Everyone was on his side. Why wouldn't they be? I closed my eyes, replaying the argument with Philip in my mind. The words we had exchanged were sharp and cutting, fueled by anger and hurt. My temper had gotten the best of me, and now I regret every single word that had escaped my lips. I hated how I fought back at him. I shouldn't have. I should have allowed him to go. He had a right to be angry and I had a right to be punished. Philip's face flashed before my eyes, his expression a mixture of frustration and disappointment. We had been through so much together, training side by side since we were pups. He had always been there, a supporting presence in my life. And now, because of my re

The Pack had been bustling with celebration and excitement. Ever since I cooked breakfast for the warriors and the servants, it seemed like the start of a new era. Some of the remaining food had been taken down towards the Pack members. Especially in Charity’s side of the pack where the less privileged werewolves lived.“ I just want to say thank you again, my dear.’’ Charity stayed for the hundred times.“ It's no problem.” I reassured her. I watched as a lot of the pack children gathered in the fields to play. They seemed happy. I couldn't help but picture my unborn baby among them. I wondered what he or she was going to be like.“Today Ryan and I are going to see the obstetrician.’’ I said trying to cover the excitement in my tone. “ I can't wait to know the gender of the baby.’’“ Trust me my dear. it will be the happiest moment of your life when you get to listen to your baby's heartbeat. I understand that you are a little late on the doctor's visit.’’ Charity said.“Yes. I have

Over the past few days everything has been remarkably better. Ryan and I had not gotten the opportunity to talk about what happened. I avoided him while he tried apologizing. I was done with it. he had apologized enough times and none of the two seemed sincere. I had spent a lot of time among the people. providing food and upkeep while learning recipes from the older women in the pack. This was also my opportunity to try and learn as much as possible about the witches without asking people directly. I had gathered quite a reasonable amount of information. Everyone seems to have seen dust. There was a dark brown dust that had risen in the air the day before the battle and it came from the north side of the Pack territory. At first I had dismissed that information until I figured that more than enough people saw it. a bunch of people could not have hallucinated the same thing. they had to be credible to that story. I couldn't help but wonder whether the smoke was an indication that tha

As we exited Philip's office, I could feel the eyes of pack members on us. Everyone had heard her screams and they had come to check up on her. somehow I suspected that both of them believed they had hurt her. The package was feeding me. They saw me as a monster. They saw me as a direct representation of my father. Even though I hated them for seeing me like this, I couldn't help but feel content that they would be ready to protect my maid even against me. “What happened to the queen?’’ one woman asked in a high-pitched voice. “Luna Taylor, are you okay?’’ a little kid about 5 or 6 years old as good as she tried to touch her amol I carried her through the people. the crowd of people only began to grow. each one of them murmuring and praying to the moon goddess that Taylor would be all right. Among the voices was a sample even asking whether I had hurt her. Another one said that the moon goddess was punishing me for the way I treated her. I wanted to silence my brain. I wanted to sil