All Chapters of Escaping From My Ruthless Alpha: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Calvin’s POVThe doctor had advised me to give myself time to recover.I hated waiting.But I couldn’t afford to be reckless, not when Kamrynn and my children needed me.So I listened.For an entire week, I allowed myself to heal, taking the prescribed medications, resting as much as my mind would allow, and preparing myself for the journey ahead.Now, the time had finally come.I was going back to Blue Bell.With Lysaa.The entire ride there was painfully silent.I sat in the back seat while Franklin drove, and Lysaa sat in the passenger seat, staring blankly ahead.She hadn’t said a single word to me since we left.Not that I expected anything different.She hated me.And she had every right to.Her body was no longer trembling with fear in my presence, but her silence was just as loud.A reminder.That no matter what I did—no matter how much I wanted to make up for the past—she would never forgive me.I exhaled sharply, forcing myself to focus on the road ahead.Right now, there wa

Kamrynn’s POVLorien’s arms were warm. Strong. Protective.His steady breaths brushed against the back of my neck, deep and even, rising and falling in perfect rhythm.I should have been asleep.I wanted to be asleep.But no matter how much I willed my mind to quiet, I remained painfully awake, my eyes open, staring into the dimly lit bedroom.Something felt… off.I didn’t know what.I just knew that an odd, restless feeling gnawed at my insides, making my fingers twitch and my heart race for no reason.Carefully, I shifted against Lorien’s embrace, trying not to disturb him.It wasn’t easy.His arm was heavy across my waist, and even in sleep, he held onto me like I was something precious, something he wasn’t willing to let go of.I swallowed, hesitating.I shouldn’t move.If I left his arms, he’d wake up.He always did.Lorien was the lightest sleeper I had ever known. A single stir from me and his crimson eyes would snap open, his protective instincts kicking in immediately.And yet

Calvin’s POVThere was a time when I had firmly believed that there was nothing I couldn't do. But lately I've been reminded over and over again that I'm still a mere mortal, one who the moon goddess herself had to humble. This was one of those situations.The bitter feeling of helplessness had become a common presence in my life of late. This wasn't any other situation, this was my flesh and blood we were talking about. Every second that passed, my children were slipping further away.Franklin paced in front of me, his boots crunching against the gravel. Lysaa sat stiffly on the hood of the car, arms wrapped around herself, her expression unreadable."What the hell are we supposed to do now?" Franklin finally spoke, his frustration evident. "Blue Bell doesn’t remember Kamrynn, and they sure as hell won’t just hand over the kids. We can’t fight them for this. So what’s the plan?"I didn’t respond right away. My mind was working through every possible option, every path that could lead

Calvin’s POVI remembered it as clear as day; their scent. Though they were too young to have developed their own unique scent, especially with no wolf, I could tell their presence from a mile away.Soft, warm, pure. A delicate blend of milk, the gentle sweetness of talcum powder, and that inexplicable, almost heavenly aroma that only babies carried—the scent of innocence itself.It tugged at something deep inside me, something primal. They were close by.I closed my eyes for a brief moment, allowing my senses to fully absorb it, to let it guide me. I had memorized this scent from the very moment I had discovered their existence. No matter where they were, I would always find them.Astor. Arabella.Selene, please let them be safe. Please don’t let them be in the same room as Rmonica or Orion.I took another deep breath, following the softest traces of their scent, weaving through the corridors with careful, calculated steps. The palace was eerily quiet, the only sounds being the distan

Kamrynn’s POVIt had been days since I heard that name."Kamrynn."A voice in my head had whispered it so clearly, so intimately, that it sent shivers down my spine.And I hadn’t been able to get it out of my mind since.I didn’t understand why it unsettled me so much. I knew my memory wasn’t whole—I had long accepted that pieces of my past were missing. But was Kamrynn someone I used to know? Someone important?Someone I had forgotten?I should ask Lorien.It was the logical thing to do. He would have answers.And yet, every time I thought about it, something held me back.I couldn’t explain it. It was just an instinct, a whisper in the back of my mind warning me to stay quiet.But why?Why couldn’t I bring myself to tell him?I had no reason to hesitate. Lorien had always been there for me. He was my husband, the only person I had ever known. The only one who had ever cared for me. He had been nothing but patient with me, always so gentle, always—I trusted him.Didn’t I?I sighed,