All Chapters of My Badass Alpha: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

IRIS'S POVPRISONER RHYS ESCAPED!I sat beside Gavin in his mother’s hospital room, the steady beeping of the heart monitor, the only sound breaking the quiet. She looked so fragile lying there, a shadow of the woman I knew her to be.Gavin’s mother had always been strong and resilient, the kind of person who commanded respect and had a quiet strength that could be felt from across a room.But now, after the poison, her skin was pale, and her breathing was shallow, each rise and fall of her chest an agonizing reminder of the danger she’d been through, all because of Ciara’s twisted jealousy.The door opened, and the doctor walked in, his face composed but with that slight frown that made my heart skip. Gavin tensed beside me, and I placed a hand on his shoulder, hoping to provide some comfort, though I could feel the tension radiating from him.“The good news is we’ve managed to extract the poison from her system,” the doctor began, his voice steady, though his eyes held a flicker of

GAVIN'S POVFATHER'S GHOSTWe gathered around the surveillance screens, tension radiating from each of us as we watched the CCTV footage play out in agonising silence. Beside me, Iris’s jaw was tight, her eyes narrowed as she studied every movement of the shadowed figure on the screen.Whoever it was, they’d made sure to keep their face covered, moving with a precision that spoke of planning, of inside knowledge. They weren’t some stranger who’d stumbled upon Rhys’s cell by chance. They knew exactly what they were doing.I clenched my fists, anger simmering under my skin. Betrayal after betrayal, and now someone else in our own ranks had turned against us to help Rhys escape.I glanced over at Iris, sensing the frustration and exhaustion weighing on her. When the footage finally stopped, she let out a frustrated sigh, running a hand through her hair.“This has to end,” she muttered, her voice filled with anger and exhaustion. “Every time we close one door, another problem shows up.”I

IRIS'S POVTHE HELPER'S IDENTITYLeon and I were standing in the darkened room, eyes glued to the screen as the CCTV footage played out before us. The grainy black-and-white images flickered, and each second felt like it dragged on as we waited, looking for any sign, any hint, of how Rhys could have escaped.My fingers drummed against the table, my frustration simmering just beneath the surface. We’d gone through several angles, rewinding, fast-forwarding, trying to piece together a timeline of events, but so far, all we’d found was more questions.I glanced at Leon, his jaw clenched as he focused on the footage. He’d been calm, steady through this entire ordeal, but I knew he was as determined as I was to find out who’d helped Rhys.Loyalty ran deep in the Blue Moon pack, but betrayal had a way of hiding in the shadows, biding its time. I couldn’t shake the feeling that this was just the beginning.“There.” I tapped the screen, narrowing my eyes as a figure emerged at the edge of the

GAVIN'S POVA PLAN ‘’B’As I pulled up to the building where Iris was waiting, I spotted her standing by the curb, looking around expectantly. Her gaze softened as she saw me, and she slipped into the passenger seat, her presence a balm I didn’t deserve tonight.She leaned over, giving me a quick kiss on the cheek, but I could tell she sensed something was wrong. I took a deep breath as I started driving, debating how to tell her, feeling the weight of it pressing down on my chest.After a few moments, I couldn’t keep it in anymore. “Iris,” I began, my voice low, “Ciara… she’s dead.” I glanced over at her as the words sank in, her face shifting from surprise to shock, and then to something more complicated.For a moment, she didn’t say anything, just stared at me, her mouth slightly open as she tried to process it all.“How… how did it happen?” she asked softly, her voice steady but tentative. She was trying to be brave, for both of us.I gripped the steering wheel a little tighter, t

GAVIN'S POVTHE KIDS, MY PRIORITYThe question caught me off guard. I glanced at Iris, who gave me a soft, understanding nod. We had always tried to protect the kids from the darker realities of our lives, but they were sharp, picking up more than we sometimes realised.“We’re working on it,” I told him gently, squeezing his shoulder. “But don’t worry. You’re safe here with us and Helen.”Lyra tilted her head, studying me with that same serious expression she’d gotten from her mother. “Are you sure, Dad? You look tired.”I forced a smile, though her words struck a chord. Kids really did see everything. “I’m okay, sweetheart. Just… a lot of grown-up stuff.”“Will you stay with us today?” she asked, her voice hopeful.I felt Iris’s hand squeeze mine, and I knew we were on the same page. “Yes,” I said, nodding. “We’ll spend the day with you.”We settled in, and soon enough, the living room filled with laughter. Logan was busy explaining the intricate details of the superhero costume he w