All Chapters of Escaping From My Ruthless Alpha: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Kamrynn's POVTime doesn’t exist in this place. It’s hard to tell the days apart when every moment feels like an endless loop of misery. But if I had to guess, I’d say it’s been at least two weeks since I was thrown into this cell, though it feels like so much longer. Two weeks since I was "rescued" from the auction, if I can even call it that. Two weeks of surviving in this pit of despair, where my only company is hopelessness and a gnawing fear that I’ll never get out.The warriors bring me meals twice a day—gruel in the morning and some hard, crusty bread at night. It isn’t good food by any means, but it’s enough to keep me and my child alive. I’m grateful for that, at least. If nothing else, I don’t have to starve.No one has told me what will happen to me. I’ve heard no word about my fate, no hint of a decision being made. I don’t know if I should consider that good news or not. Every day that passes feels like a death sentence drawn out slowly. And while the uncertainty is madde

Kamrynn's POVI take a deep breath, forcing myself to sit up a little despite the pain coursing through my body. I can’t let this opportunity slip away. "Please, Elara," I plead, my voice trembling but firm. "You have a daughter, right? You said you’d do anything to protect her. I was just trying to do the same for my child."Elara’s face hardens, and she crosses her arms. "That doesn’t excuse what you did. You still need to learn that actions have consequences. You were reckless.""I know," I reply quickly, wincing as the words slip out in a pained rush. "I was angry… but I’m willing to accept responsibility. I just… I just couldn’t let her insult my baby like that. I’m begging you, please try to understand."For a long moment, Elara’s expression remains stony, and I feel my hope slipping away. Then, she sighs, her features softening just slightly. "Fine," she says at last. "I’ll talk to the Gamma, see if there’s a possibility of letting you off this time. If that isn’t possible, I’l

Kamrynn's POVI stare, frozen in place, my mind spinning as the realization settles in. Luna? The woman I had just been speaking to so freely, sharing stories and laughing with… she’s the Luna of the Blue Bell Pack?The shock courses through me like a jolt of electricity, followed by a wave of dread. I scramble out of the bed despite the searing pain in my ribs and legs, an attempt to bow to Rmonica. “L-Luna, I— I’m so sorry! I didn’t know—”“Shhh,” Rmonica hushes me gently, her hands already on my shoulders, pressing me back down onto the bed. “None of that now. You’re still in no condition to be moving about,” she says, her voice as soothing as the touch of a mother’s hand. “There’s no need for all the formality.”I let her guide me back onto the pillows, my heart pounding with both embarrassment and relief. “I’m so sorry,” I whisper, wincing as I try to settle comfortably. “I didn’t mean to speak to you so casually. I had no idea—”“It’s alright, Kamrynn,” Rmonica interrupts, shaki

Kamrynn's POVThe doctor finishes her final check-up and gives me a nod of approval. “You’re free to go,” she says, and relief washes over me. I never thought I’d be so glad to leave a hospital.Elara is waiting just outside the room, tapping her foot impatiently. She swiftly handles the paperwork and gets me discharged without a hitch. She leads me outside, where a sleek, dark vehicle awaits. We set off toward the Blue Bell palace, and with every passing minute, I feel a mix of anticipation and nerves knotting my stomach. I’d been given a second chance, but the uncertainty of my future here still looms like a dark cloud.The moment we arrive at the palace, I am struck speechless. The sight that greets me is beyond anything I could have imagined. The palace looms grand and majestic, its elegant spires reaching toward the sky as if trying to touch the heavens. Elaborate carvings adorn the stone walls, and gold trim glistens in the sunlight. Everything about it—the scale, the design, th

Kamrynn’s POVTiona leads me down a hallway and stops in front of a door. “This is your room, Kamrynn,” she says, opening the door with a small smile.As I step inside, my jaw nearly drops. The room is enormous, with soft blue walls, polished wood floors, and delicate furnishings that seem more fitting for a guest than a maid. The bed is covered in a plush quilt, and a tall window lets in golden afternoon light that bathes the room in warmth. There’s even a little sitting area with a small bookshelf and a chair in the corner.I turn to Tiona, still unable to believe it. “Is… is this really my room?”Tiona chuckles, shaking her head at my reaction. “Yes, dear, it’s yours. The Luna herself had it prepared for you.”A surge of gratitude fills me, and I bite my lip, trying to hold back tears. “Rmonica…” I murmur softly, mostly to myself. She’s done so much for me already, more than I ever could have expected. “Thank you, Tiona. And please, thank the Luna for me.”Tiona smiles. “I’ll pass