All Chapters of The Alpha King's Runaway Puppy: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Third POVThe corridors of the busy medical stations were filled with a sense of urgency as Harper went about her duties."Harper," a voice beckoned, "this patient's wounds require attention." Harper nodded in acknowledgment, her hands deftly changing an IV bag before pushing a medical cart through the labyrinthine corridors of the wards.In the aftermath of a devastating conflict sparked by Simon, the once vibrant King City was now in chaos. The haze of smoke lingered in the air, a poignant reminder of the scars left by the fighting on the streets.King City's infirmary was stretched to its limits by the number of wounded, making medical resources a precious commodity. Wyatt set up makeshift medical stations in the palace to extend aid to those with less serious injuries.While still on her path to full recovery, Harper's steadfast determination prompted Wyatt to concede, granting her the role of a temporary nurse.As weeks of hard work pass, Harper and the Healers tirelessly patch u

Third POVThe faint light of dawn seeped through the gaps in the curtains, casting soft shadows on the floor. Everything was so tranquil. Harper woke up first, she was tightly enveloped in Wyatt's arms.Six past five in the morning, the clock on the wall read.Harper felt that this was the best sleep she had had in a while. She gently pulled Wyatt's arm away from her and attempted to leave the bed without making any noise.She failed at the first step. The mattress creaked. And she heard Wyatt's soft laughter behind her. "Morning, puppy."His voice was slightly husky from just waking up, which made it sound particularly alluring. Harper felt a little embarrassed as she turned to meet Wyatt's deep gaze.The deep green silk sheet rested lightly on his waist. He lazily propped his head up on his arm, revealing his broad shoulders and chiseled chest and abs, the toned lines of which extended to where the covers covered them. "Where are you going, honey?"Harper cleared her throat, trying

Third POVSofia's tears fell softly as she turned her face away to wipe them. When she finally looked back, her features regained their composure, an air of softness settling over her. "I don't know if she wants to," she said.Wyatt's gaze was gentle. "Shall I go tell her you're here?" His tone carried a comforting reassurance.A faint smile tugged at the corners of Sofia's lips, though her eyes shimmered with doubt. "Do you think she'll be happy? No, I'm so foolish... Perhaps she'll despise me. It's only fitting."Wyatt's voice carried a note of conviction. "I can sense her feelings, and I assure you, it won't be as you fear. Trust me and the bond between me and Harper's wolf." His words filled the space, brimming with certainty. "She longs for you."Sofia's laughter rang. Tears, this time born of joy, traced a path down her cheeks. "Then please, go and tell my girl that her mother has returned.""Of course," Wyatt responded, a playful glint in his eye. He added, "Consider it done. I

Third POVSteven's eyes dropped nervously as he began, "Your Majesty, I hate to interrupt your day, but we've got a serious situation. Last night, all hell broke loose on social media. Someone dropped a bombshell, revealing Harper's identity. They're saying she's not just any girl but a half-breed witch, and not just any witch, but a damn spy."Handing Wyatt a laptop, Steven pointed to the headline that practically screamed at them: "Revealed: True Identity of the Werewolf King's Fiancée - Bewitching Spy Unmasked."As Wyatt skimmed the article, he saw a photo of Harper standing alongside her mother, none other than Sophia, the head witch. The article claimed Harper was a half-breed witch who had infiltrated the werewolf kingdom under a false persona. It even accused her of using her enchanting powers on Wyatt, manipulating him into signing a treaty that favored witches while screwing over the werewolves."Bullshit," Wyatt scoffed as he slammed the laptop shut, his tone dripping with d

Warning: This chapter contains explicit language and sexual descriptions.Third POVThe moon was round and bright, casting a silvery glow over the forest.In a clearing amidst towering trees and wildflowers, a huge bonfire crackled and crackled, its flames dancing in the night. Gathered around it were dozens of werewolves in human form, dressed in simple yet elegant leather and fur garb. Beyond them, a ring of guests attended the wedding - witches, leaders of other shapeshifting clans, invited by Wyatt.Compared to the grandeur of previous kings and queens' weddings, Wyatt and Harper had chosen the most traditional of ceremonies, one that was natural and unpretentious.Many werewolves had chosen human-style weddings recently, but for Harper, pledging her love in the moonlight was the image she had cherished since childhood. But little did she know that the man standing beside her would be the Alpha King of the Wolves.The clamor gradually subsided and the guests rose to look towards t