All Chapters of The Lost Alphas Daughter: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

The council meeting is tomorrow, and while Asher has tried to prepare me as much as possible, the last-minute cram session is giving me a headache and making my stomach cramp. In the end, he tells me to grab a jumper and coat, suggesting we go for a walk around the pack. He explains that sometimes, when things become too much, seeing and hearing the energy in the pack helps him find perspective—a reminder of what he’s living for.I race back from the office where we’ve been cooped up for hours. My eyes are sore from staring at so many screens and so much fine print that even my wolf struggles to keep up. When I head back down the stairs after grabbing a fluffy knit and thick coat, Asher meets me halfway.His black jacket clings to his body so perfectly that it’s distracting. He takes my arm as we descend the steps together, walking through the large corridor and entryway I let the heat from his body warm me as we walk together. Guards nod at us before opening the massive doors, allowi

His nose brushes my inner thigh as he sniffs me there, sending shivers skittering across my skin. Heat floods my cheeks, a rush of embarrassment mingling with the wild, desperate anticipation of what he’ll do next.“You smell delicious, love,” he murmurs, his eyes locking onto mine as he kneels between my legs, his head nestled intimately close. His voice is a low rumble, vibrating through me, and damn if that alone doesn’t make my body clench in response. His gaze flickers red, a telltale sign of his hunger if his wolf is pressing forward, as the heady scent of my arousal fills the air. He licks his lips, brief but deliberate, before diving in like a man utterly starved.“Oh, fuck,” I gasp, my breath hitching as Asher’s tongue finds my most sensitive skin. His movements are precise yet feral, dragging a hot, wet path through every fold and crevice, leaving no inch of me untouched.My fingers tangle in his thick hair, tugging him closer, while my other hand cups my breast, desperate f

The silence is so overwhelming that when George finally speaks, I nearly jump out of my seat. “Are you a spy for the New Moon pack?” he demands bluntly, his voice cutting through the room like a blade. The accusation hits me hard, leaving me momentarily breathless.“Are you insane?” I snap, my voice sharper than I intended.“Answer the question,” he says, his tone unyielding.“No!”The others exchange wary glances, the tension palpable, before George continues his interrogation.“I see. Asher told us your memory was altered. How can you be certain you’re not a spy sent here to infiltrate the pack? You didn’t want to leave with Asher when he first found you. He said you were married and expecting a child. If you were settled with this new pack, you should have informed us and relinquished your claim to the alpha title. But you didn’t. No one heard from you for five years, Claudia. Don’t you find that… suspicious?” His brows knit together as every eye in the room turns to me, the weight

Claudia quickens her pace, her footsteps sharp against the stone as I follow close behind, my lips pressing into a hard line. “Claudia, stop running from me. I know you're not thrilled, but this is a good outcome,” I call after her, my voice echoing as she disappears around the corner. Damn it. I push forward, grabbing her arm before she can bolt any farther.Her nostrils flare as she spins to face me, her eyes burning with anger. “I know that,” she snaps, her voice sharp, before trying to tug free from my grip.“Then what is it?” I ask, holding her steady. She huffs, her chest rising and falling, and fixes me with a pointed glare.“You could have told me—or at least warned me—that’s what you were going to say,” she says, her shoulders slumping. Her hands fall limply to her sides, the fight draining from her.I tuck my hands into my pockets, jaw tightening. “Love, I did tell you. I said they might ask you to challenge me, and that many have wanted someone to step into the alpha role.

“Yes, I did—”Asher starts to explain, but I spin on my heel and bolt. My heart pounds like a war drum in my chest. He knew. He knew we were fated, and he didn’t tell me. Something so monumental, so life-altering, and he kept it a secret. He lied.“Claudia,” he calls, his voice sharp and desperate, as his hand wraps around my wrist, pulling me back. Not close enough for our bodies to touch, but enough for his presence to suffocate me. His storm-grey eyes meet mine, brimming with pain so raw it makes my breath hitch. For a split second, I wonder—does he regret this? Is he about to reject me?“Asher, let me go,” I hiss, tugging at my arm, but his grip holds firm.“Wait. Just listen to me,” he growls, his voice rough, like gravel scraping against stone. I stumble back, but he doesn’t release me.“You knew.” My voice cracks, my chest tightening as the forest around us seems to close in. The trees feel like prison bars, the air like it’s being sucked out of the world. “You knew, and you di