All Chapters of Alpha or Lycan : Otsana's Dilemma : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

RalphStepping out of my room with Otsana felt like crossing into a war zone, except this time, it wasn’t swords or claws that were the weapons, but the weight of countless eyes. Otsana's hand was trembling in mine as we walked down the hallway, her heart thundering in her chest. She tried to mask her fear, but I could feel it in the way her fingers clung to me like I was her lifeline. She whispered, almost to herself, “Do you think Jasper will come for me again? Or Grayson?” The mention of those names made my jaw tighten, but I forced a calm tone. “No one will touch you while I’m here. I swear it.” She nodded, taking a deep breath, but her eyes darted around nervously. As we stepped into the open courtyard, gasps echoed through the pack. People stopped in their tracks, their mouths agape as they stared at her. Whispers rippled through the crowd like wildfire. “She’s alive?” “We thought she was dead…” “Is that… Otsana?” Her steps faltered, and I squeezed her hand to keep

~OtsanaThe room was quiet except for the soft rustle of fabric as I adjusted the skirt of the dress Ralph had bought for me. It felt strange to wear something so extravagant, so unlike anything I’d chosen for myself. The material was luxurious, flowing like water between my fingers, but the design was impractical for someone like me. I wasn’t used to wearing something that demanded attention.My hands shook as I fumbled with the back of the dress. The tiny hooks were impossible to fasten alone, and I felt a flare of frustration at Ralph for putting me in this position."Dress pretty," he had said. "Like a queen or a princess."Those were his words before he left for his wedding to Sophia. My stomach twisted at the thought. He’d promised me it wouldn’t happen, that he had a plan to stop it. But he hadn’t told me what that plan was, and I was left wondering how far he’d go to break the agreement with Grayson. The man was dangerous, and I had no doubt he’d burn the entire pack to the gr

~OtsanaI never thought my life could spiral out of control so quickly. One moment, I was holding on to the fragile hope of a future with Ralph, and the next, I was being dragged into a nightmare by someone I once thought I could trust.It started with a message—a text that sealed my fate.My heart leaped as I saw Ralph’s name flash on the screen.Come to my study, I’m waiting for you.Relief flooded through me. I started typing a reply, my fingers trembling with urgency.But before I could hit send, Noah’s voice cut through the air. “Who’s that?”I glanced up, startled, and instinctively pulled the phone closer to my chest. “It’s none of your business.”His eyes narrowed, and in an instant, he was towering over me. “Let me see.”“No,” I said firmly, clutching the phone tighter.His smirk vanished, replaced by a cold, calculating expression. “Don’t make this difficult, Otsana.”I stood my ground, but before I could react, he snatched the phone from my hands with lightning speed.“Give

~OtsanaThe room was I was given was breathtaking. It felt more like a palace than a living space. Every inch of it screamed luxury, from the silk curtains that shimmered under the sunlight to the polished marble floors that reflected the glow of a massive crystal chandelier. The bed was grand, its headboard carved with intricate patterns of wolves and vines, draped with gold-threaded sheets. For a fleeting moment, I wondered if I even belonged here. The maids buzzed around me like worker bees, attending to every little thing. They had insisted on helping me bathe earlier, scrubbing my skin with oils that smelled of lavender and jasmine, washing my hair with the gentlest hands. Now they were fussing over my hair, styling it into elegant waves that cascaded down my back, and adjusting the gown they had chosen for me—a deep emerald green that hugged my figure perfectly, glittering faintly in the light. One of the maids stepped forward, holding a small golden crown in her hands, the

~OtsanaThe mate bond between us was undeniable, pulling me toward him with a force I could hardly resist. But my love for Ralph, my commitment to him, held me back.I quickly broke free from him, and gathered my clothes, my hands trembling as I dressed. "Noah, you need to leave," I said, my voice shaky but firm. "We can't do this."Noah's eyes searched mine, a mixture of longing and regret. "I'm sorry, Otsana," he murmured, standing up from the bed and dressing up. "I didn't mean to overstep."I avoided his gaze, clutching my clothes to my chest as if they could shield me from the whirlwind of emotions inside me. "Please, just go," I whispered.He hesitated for a moment, then nodded, turning to leave. As the door closed behind him, the weight of what had just transpired crashed over me. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I sank onto the bed, sobbing uncontrollably.Ebony, my wolf, stirred within me. "Why did you push him away?" she asked, her voice filled with confusion. "We both felt t