All Chapters of Scent Caught By The Alpha: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

RyanAs we stepped out into the cool night air, I turned to Philip. "We need to gather our most trusted warriors and plan our next move," I said. "We can't let my father get the upper hand."Philip nodded, his face grim. "We'll need to move quickly," he said. "If your father suspects that we're onto him, he'll take steps to protect himself."I knew that Philip was right. My father was a wily adversary, and he wouldn't go down without a fight. But I was determined to emerge victorious. I would not let him take what was rightfully mine.As we made our way back to the packhouse, I felt a sense of urgency building within me. There was no time to waste. We had to act fast if we were going to stop my father's plan and secure my place as Alpha.But as we entered the packhouse, I knew that we had to be careful. My father was a powerful and influential figure, and we couldn't afford to make any mistakes.I called a meeting of my most trusted advisors and warriors, and we sat down to strategize

Taylor’s POVI took a deep breath and tried to calm my nerves as I approached Alpha Ryan's mother. I knew she was going to give me advice on how to become a great queen at her son's side, and I didn't want to disappoint her."Hello, Your Highness," I said, bowing deeply."Hello, Taylor," she replied with a warm smile. "Please, stand up. We have much to discuss."I straightened up and followed her to a small garden behind the castle. We sat down on a bench, and she turned to me with a serious expression."Ryan has told me about your upcoming coronation as queen," she said. "It's a great honor, but it also comes with great responsibility. You will be Ryan's mate and the queen of our pack, and it's important that you understand what that means.""I understand," I said, trying to sound confident."Good," she said. "Now, let me tell you a story. When I was young, I was in love with a wolf who was not of our pack. His name was Alexander, and he was the alpha of a neighboring pack. We were d

Alpha Ryan's eyes narrowed as he looked at his father, who was clearly too drunk to reason with. He knew he had to act quickly before the situation got even worse."Guards," he said, his voice firm and authoritative. "Take my father inside the packhouse. Lock him up until he sobers up."The guards hesitated, looking at Alpha Joseph with concern."But Alpha, he's your father," one of them said.Alpha Ryan's jaw clenched as he glared at them."I know who he is," he said. "But he's also a danger to our pack and to himself. Do as I say."The guards nodded, reluctantly approaching Alpha Joseph and trying to grab him. Alpha Joseph struggled, cursing and shouting, but they managed to overpower him and drag him inside the packhouse.The pack members were looking at Alpha Ryan with a mixture of respect and awe, impressed by his decisive action. Alpha Ryan, however, was feeling a mix of anger and sadness, as he watched his father being taken away."Alpha, are you okay?" I asked, touching his ar

Ryan’s povThe night air was thick with tension, the kind that clung to the skin and made every hair on the back of my neck stand up. I could sense something was wrong, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. I had just taken over as Alpha of the Redmont pack, and I was still learning the ropes. As I walked through the forest with my Beta, Philip, and a few other pack members, I couldn't shake the feeling that we were being watched.Suddenly, the trees around us rustled and a low growl filled the air. My senses went into overdrive as I scanned the area, trying to locate the source of the sound. Then, out of nowhere, my father, the previous Alpha of the pack, stepped out from behind a tree."What the hell?" I shouted, surprised to see him. "What are you doing here, dad?"He didn't answer me, just bared his teeth and lunged forward. I barely had time to react before he was on top of me, his claws slicing through the air. I dodged to the side, but he was too fast, and his claws caught

I felt the world spin around me as I was thrown over his shoulder, the breath knocked out of me. I gasped for air as I tried to regain my composure and understand what was happening. My father had kidnapped me, and there was nothing I could do to stop him.He ran through the woods with me slung over his shoulder, his grip on me tight and unyielding. I could hear the sounds of the packhouse getting further and further away as we ran deeper into the woods.My mind raced with thoughts of how to escape, how to get back to Ryan and the pack. But my father was too strong, too quick. He had planned this carefully, and I was just a pawn in his game.I tried to scream for help, but his hand clamped over my mouth, muffling any sound. I struggled against him, but his grip only tightened, and I knew there was no escape.We finally reached a small cabin deep in the woods, and my father threw me inside like a sack of potatoes. I landed hard on the ground, my head spinning from the impact.“After al