All Chapters of The Alpha and the traitor's daughter : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Irene“Alpha Radcliffe was going to help me escape?”My eyebrows shot up when I jammed the door forcefully after he left. He sounded so serious about what he was offering as he talked to me.I needed this badly and he could tell. After thinking about it for some time, I discovered that there was no way he could tell Lucian about this. I decided to take the risk. After all, I have been taking risks since I stepped my feet into this place and I wasn't dead yet. First, I had to find Alpha Radcliffe.***"You should have stayed in bed, Irene,” I said to myself when I found myself in the venue where he told us to meet. The only thing surrounding me were bushes and as I stepped deeper into the forest, I could only hear the sounds from the crickets in the dark. The moon was still shining bright, casting its light over my path. I had no idea what I was doing. But I was sure that I was on my way to meet the man who would help me with my escape. My heart thumped forcefully in a rhythmic

Lucian“What is it about her that won’t let me breathe? What is so special about that lady that I can't sleep well at night? What is so special about her that I wake up thinking about her?”The question tore through my thoughts as I stood outside the heavy door that separated us.I was crazy. I knew I was. I should not have been here. I had no business pacing the halls like some restless wolf chasing its prey. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get her out of my head.Irene.Why was I suddenly missing her defiant attitude towards me? Why was I feeling lonely because she was not here around me? The house was empty without her, and I hated the silence.I was the one who threw her in the cell so that she could learn some lessons and now, I'm beginning to worry too much about her. She was nothing but trouble. She was stubborn, defiant, and so annoyingly captivating that it made my chest tighten.I should not miss her. I should not care about her sharp tongue or the fire that burn

IreneAgain, it was as if I got heartbroken anytime he decided to leave me to myself.  I could not believe it when I heard the door creak open, and after I heard the sound, there was an unmistakable silence in my room I had thought he had left me for good, not even caring to give me a proper goodbye, but here he was, standing in front of me again as if nothing had happened. "I thought you left," I blurted out, wishing I could hit me with my fist continuously but I could not.  I was still stuck in here. Before I could catch myself, I quickly added.  "I'm sorry, Lucien. I didn't mean it like that. I'm really sorry. Please, forgive me.” But I saw it. The storm that was hidden deep inside of him was still raging in his eyes.  I was confused by what was happening at first until I discovered that the anger had n

IreneAfter what seemed like forever, it slipped my mind to inform Lucian about the lady I encountered. “It doesn't matter, anyway. I will tell him when I see him during breakfast,” I reassured myself. It was morning already and the sun was already shining brightly. I came to a stop as I got to the top of the stairs. My heart was still heavy with a lot of worries and my mind was clouded with unanswered questions. Last night’s encounter with the mysterious woman who I had no idea what she was up to was still fresh in my memory and the worst part? I could still hear her annoying laughter echoing as I walked down. I straightened my shoulders, reminding myself that whoever she was, I would not let anyone in this house intimidate me. Taking a deep breath, I made my way downstairs to the dining room. As I entered the dining room, I was taken aback by who I saw. “Is this not the wo…wo…woman I saw earlier?” I asked not one in particular. I still could not believe what I was seeing,. p

IreneThe house was too quiet and I was getting bored. I decided to engage in knitting and watching over the pack. But guess what?I had been sitting in the living room, staring at the same embroidery hoop for the past hour, yet the fabric remained untouched. I had no idea what I was doing. The soft tick-tock of the clock was all I could hear in this empty room and I resolved within me to get the hell out of here since knitting was not helping. Lucian had gone off on some important pack business and I had never felt his absence so deeply. Now, I wish he was here. Shouting at the top of his voice and making me mad. “Get a grip, Irene,” I muttered under my breath, shaking my head after I found myself smiling uncontrollably at the thought of . “You are not some lovesick fool. Besides, remember you don't like him like that.”Still, my fingers kept itching for something to do. Sitting here doing nothing was driving me insane. I decided I needed to focus on something productive, some