All Chapters of The Alpha's Mistake-Reclaiming His Love : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

COLE'S POVIt was madness. It was a suffocating whirlwind of chaos. Every day, it felt like the pack was sinking further into the depths of hell, loyal or not, all of us were trapped under Yaz’s tyranny.Yaz had become a monster. A tyrant in every sense of the word. He killed without hesitation, and each day, new rules were former. Cruel rules. He had turned everyone into slaves. Pack members' homes were ransacked, their food hoarded for himself. The only ones who ate were those who bowed before him and slaved to meet his impossible standards.The sight of children, once full of life, now dragging their small bodies through hard labor broke me. Their tiny hands once meant for books and laughter now cracked and bruised from the work that had been forced upon them just so their families could survive. How could anyone be this cruel? Even the young were not spared his wrath.I had anticipated a reign of terror, but never like this. Not even in my darkest thoughts had I imagined he woul

OSCAR'S POVI could still smell the blood on my hands—thick and suffocating. It wasn’t the familiar blood of animals I’d butchered to feed the royal family, nor was it my own. No, it was the blood of others. The innocent ones. The ones I had tried—and failed—to save alongside the healers. The blood of those whose lives slipped through my fingers with their dying breaths haunting me. I had to get out. I couldn’t stay in a kingdom where lives meant so little, where we were butchered like animals. If I stayed any longer, I knew it would be my turn next. There was no escaping that reality.The tall trees stretched high into the sky. The forest was familiar, like the back of my hand, but tonight, it felt more like a cage. I had been running for hours, leaving behind the kingdom that had become my prison.My lungs burned. Every breath was a painful rasp as I forced my legs to keep moving. I couldn’t afford to stop. Not even for a moment. If I did, they’d find me. They always did. The Alpha

LORRAINE'S POVKylian hoisted me up with ease, his hands firm on my hips as I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist. My arms curled around his neck, pulling him closer until there was nothing between us but the rapid thrum of our hearts. The tension in the air was electric, crackling as his lips hovered inches from mine.A low sound escaped him as I rolled my hips against his, feeling the heat of him through the fabric that separated us. The moment was heavy, filled with the sweet anticipation of what was to come. He began walking backward, never taking his lips off mine. Our tongues rolled together hungrily. I wasn’t sure where he was taking us. I didn’t care. Not when his lips found the curve of my neck, his breath hot against my skin. The gentle pressure of his mouth sent a shiver down my spine as he pressed me closer, our bodies in perfect sync.He kicked the door shut behind him, and with a smooth movement, laid me onto the bed. His body never left mine. His hands roame

**A Few Days Later**“I think he’s the janitor,” Alex mumbled, filling his mouth with another spoonful of oats.Aiden, on the other hand, was less convinced. “He’s *not* the janitor!” he shouted, his voice laced with frustration. He turned to me, his wide, concerned eyes searching for validation. “He’s not the janitor, Mom. The janitor never wears a hoodie. This guy? He’s really creepy. Alex and I see him everywhere. Our friend even said he’s always watching us when we’re not looking.”I sat at the breakfast table, my spoon hovering over a now-forgotten bowl of cereal. Their words gripped me with tension. Alex shrugged, his tone light, as though dismissing the eerie feeling that his brother and I shared. “I’m telling you, Mom, it’s just the janitor. He probably just likes us or something.”But my instincts screamed otherwise. From everything they described, it felt like more than coincidence—it felt like we were being watched. Someone was keeping tabs on my boys.“You two need to be

KYLIAN'S POVI ran all the way to the police station as fast as I could. My heart pounded and adrenaline coursed through my veins as I stormed toward the station entrance, scanning my surroundings.Where was she?My chest tightened as I failed to spot her. I felt the pulse of anxiety within me as I approached the nearest officer whose face was buried in a computer screen.“Good afternoon,” I forced out, trying to keep my composure.He barely glanced up, muttering a half-hearted response.“Have you seen a young woman here today? She—”“Yeah, yeah,” he cut me off with a lazy flick of his wrist. “She came in about a missing kid or something. Just left, not too long ago.”His words hit me like a blow to the chest. I froze. “Left? Left where?”Something in my voice must have snapped him to attention because he finally tore his eyes away from the screen and looked at me properly. “Uh,” he stammered, “she stepped out with one of us.”“One of you?” My brow furrowed. “Yeah,” he nodded, a bit