All Chapters of Alpha's Runaway Bride.: Chapter 41 - Chapter 45

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Chapter 41. Observation is Key.

Maya returns to the manor, bracing herself for another painful encounter with her sons. But what she doesn’t expect— Is to find them diligently attending class.Maya lingers outside the study where they are, pressing her ear to the door. The children’s voices are faint—too faint. She inhales, schooling her expression before stepping inside. The triplets sit at a long wooden table, their hands folded neatly atop their desks. Three tutors stand at the front of the room, their presence suffocating in its rigid formality. Maya barely suppresses a scowl. She doesn’t trust them. But she needs proof before she can get rid of them.Jackson won't listen if she doesn't have it and she knows mentioning her visit to his grandmother would just lead to more tension.She steps forward, folding her arms. “I’d like to sit in on the lesson.” One of the tutors, a woman with sharp cheekbones and sleek black hair, turns. “That won’t be necessary.” Maya stiffens. “Excuse me?” “The ch

Last Updated : 2025-02-17

Chapter 42. Golf.

Alpha's Runaway Bride./Doriink

Jackson drives with one hand on the wheel, the other resting against the car door. His gaze flickers toward Maya every few seconds, but she remains eerily silent, her posture stiff, her expression unreadable. That alone is enough to put him on edge. He’s used to Maya being many things—angry, defiant, impulsive. But this? This composed stillness? It’s unsettling. She stares straight ahead, her fingers lightly tapping against her knee in a slow, methodical rhythm. It’s not a nervous tic—it’s calculated, almost as if she’s counting the seconds. Jackson exhales through his nose. “Are you going to tell me what this is about?” Maya doesn’t respond. His grip on the wheel tightens slightly. “You storm into my office like you own the place, demand that I follow you, and now you won’t even tell me why?” Nothing. Jackson’s jaw tics. “You’re being dramatic.” Maya finally shifts, just slightly, but her eyes remain focused on the road. “You’ll see soon enough.” Her voice is

Last Updated : 2025-02-18

Chapter 43. Blame.

Alpha's Runaway Bride./Doriink

The study remains silent, thick with emotions. Maya stands in the centre of the room, the golf club resting against her shoulder like a battle-worn sword. The air is sharp with the scent of sweat and fear, broken only by the ragged breathing of the two tutors groaning on the floor. The triplets remain seated at their desks but slowly inch towards each other in the aftermath, seeming to derive comfort from each other. The sight of it ignites something primal in Maya’s chest. Then— The door creaks open. The sound is almost hesitant as if whoever is entering already senses something is wrong. Maya turns slowly, her grip tightening on the club. The tall third tutor steps inside, tall and wiry with a neatly pressed suit and round spectacles. His brow furrows at the eerie stillness of the room. Then his gaze sweeps over the scene— The toppled chairs. The tutors sprawled on the floor, clutching their injuries. The triplets were eerily composed. And finally— Maya. Hi

Last Updated : 2025-02-25

Chapter 44. Abuse.

Alpha's Runaway Bride./Doriink

Jackson watches as the tutors—these same people now groaning at his feet—stand over the triplets, their voices crisp with artificial kindness, their smiles hollow. He watches as Rose hesitates to answer a question. Sees how her small hands tremble, how she glances at her brothers, searching for reassurance. Then— The cold, cruel verdict. Jackson’s jaw tightens. He watches as Aiden raises his hand. Sees the way his little shoulders tense, the way he steps forward without hesitation. And then— The first strike. Jackson doesn’t move. Doesn’t speak. The second strike lands, and his fingers curl into a fist. The third— His breath stops. The boy doesn’t make a sound. Doesn’t flinch. Doesn’t cry. It's not the first time this has happened.Jackson feels something twist inside him, something that makes his stomach lurch and his chest tighten in a way he can’t explain. (The memories he tries to keep buried thrash within him, struggling to rise to the forefro

Last Updated : 2025-03-02

Chapter 45. To Let Go.

Alpha's Runaway Bride./Doriink

Let it be known to all that Jackson has never been a man of words.He leads best with action, with silence, with the understanding that power is best wielded when controlled. But for the first time in his life, he finds himself at a complete loss.Because no matter what he says, no matter how many times he tries—Maya won’t listen.It begins the morning after everything came crashing down.Jackson stands outside her bedroom door, his fingers curled into a fist, poised to knock.For a man who has built his reputation on fear, on command, on the unshakable belief that he is always the strongest in any room imhe steps into—he hesitates.Then he exhales sharply, schooling his features into his usual unreadable mask, and knocks.No response. He knocks again, firmer this time. “Maya.”Silence.His jaw tightens. “I know you’re in there.”More petulant silence.Then, finally—her voice, muffled through the thick wooden door.“Go away.”Jackson clenches his jaw.“I need to talk to you.” His vo

Last Updated : 2025-03-09

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