All Chapters of ALPHA’s HEART MY PRISON: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Hilary’s povI stormed back into my villa, slamming the door behind me. Even the staff, who once treated me with respect, now cast disdainful glances in my direction.Damn it! This is all because of that wretched Rose. Everything has been going downhill for me lately.I locked myself in my bedroom, throwing myself onto the bed in frustration. A few moments later, my phone rang. It was Loren.“You useless slut! Rose has been taken, and I want my twenty million dollars back immediately!” Loren barked, his tone dripping with fury. Losing both the money and Rose had stripped him of any pretense of civility.“Jack seized the money. There’s nothing I can do about it,” I replied meekly. “He’s blocked all my accounts. If you want it back, you’ll have to deal with him directly.”“I don’t care!” Loren snapped, his voice sharp enough to make me flinch. “You accepted the money, and you’re going to repay me, even if you have to sell a kidney or your body to do it. If you don’t, I’ll make sure you’

“Alpha, Jack, this is the invitation to the Alpha meeting.” Marvin handed me the ornate envelope.The Alpha meeting, a significant event held every two years, brought together the most influential leaders of the werewolf world. Before I became Alpha of the Blue Lagoon pack, I had accompanied my father to these gatherings. They were grand and full of pomp. Yet, given that my pack was still young, I hadn’t expected the council of elder werewolves to include us this year.“The meeting will be hosted by Loren’s Black Basin pack,” I muttered as I scanned the letter, my brow furrowing deeply.Loren? Hosting an event as demanding and costly as the Alpha meeting? The man was notoriously stingy and self-serving. On top of that, he had recently suffered a hefty financial loss—twenty million dollars, to be exact. It didn’t add up. Why would Loren willingly shoulder the burden of organizing such an expensive gathering?Something about this didn’t sit right. My instincts screamed that Loren was sc

The day had been like any other at the hospital. With Jack away for the Alpha meeting, I took the opportunity to meet Andrea after work—a routine I had grown fond of in his absence.Andrea had been struggling with her math assignments lately. The increasing difficulty was starting to frustrate her, so I made it a point to help her whenever I could. That evening, I headed straight to Lydia’s house to check on her and help Andrea finish her homework.As I approached the house, I noticed an unusual commotion in the streets. Werewolves were rushing out of the pack, some shouting frantically. Even the guards had abandoned their posts, their voices echoing with panic.“What’s going on?” I called out, grabbing the arm of a woman running past me.She barely glanced at me, her face pale with fear. “Something serious is happening near the forest!” she exclaimed, jerking free from my grip and disappearing into the chaos.Confused and uneasy, I quickened my pace toward Lydia’s house. Surely, she

I steered the car through the dense forest bordering the Blue Lagoon pack. My vision blurred from the pain radiating through my abdomen, but I kept driving, gripping the wheel tightly. Every second felt like an eternity. As I neared the pack’s territory, I sent out a mental link to Marvin, who was holding down the fort in my absence.“Marvin, I’m in the forest east of the border. Bring reinforcements immediately and get me out of here. I’m seriously injured, and there’s a chance someone is pursuing me.”Marvin’s reply was swift, his voice steady despite my grim tone. “Understood, Alpha. We’re on our way.”I pressed down on the wound in my abdomen, trying to slow the bleeding, though the effort felt futile. Each breath was labored, my strength ebbing away. I’d been through worse, but for the first time in a long while, fear crept into my heart—not just fear of death, but of leaving behind unfinished business.I’d fought for freedom once, for myself and for my pack, but now, I realized

I had done everything within my power to save Jack, but my efforts seemed futile. His body lay motionless on the table, growing colder with every passing second. The monitor beside him showed a flat, unwavering line, a grim confirmation that life was slipping away from him.We had tried every method at our disposal—defibrillation, resuscitation, blood transfusions. Nothing worked.One by one, the doctors began stepping back, their faces etched with despair. A heavy, suffocating silence descended over the room.“Jack is our Alpha,” Samuel whispered hoarsely, sinking to the ground. His grief-stricken face was streaked with sweat, and his gray hair gleamed under the fluorescent lights, making him look older, defeated. “He’s a stubborn man. He’s survived so much—his childhood, the wars. He turned this pack around. How could he die now?” His voice cracked with anguish.Tears stung my eyes, but I refused to cry. I refused to let this be the end.Jack couldn’t die.Not after everything I had