Semua Bab ALPHA ON WHEELS: Cured by His Wolfless Mate: Bab 111 - Bab 120

Elsie's lips trembled, and she nodded, tears streaming down her face. "I'm so sorry, Alpha," she sobbed. "I didn't mean to hurt anyone. Axel promised me a better life, and I was desperate..."Thane's expression was grim, his eyes flashing with anger. "You were desperate?" he repeated, his voice rising. "You were desperate, so you betrayed us? You put our entire pack in danger?"Elsie crumpled to the ground, her body shaking with sobs. "I'm sorry, Alpha. I'm so sorry..."Thane's face was a mask of disgust, his voice cold and detached. "You're sorry? Sorry isn't enough, Elsie. You will be punished."The pack murmured in agreement, their faces set in stern expressions. Elsie's punishment was a foregone conclusion.Thrain stepped forward, his eyes flashing with anger. "I'll take care of it, Alpha," he growled.Thane nodded, his eyes never leaving Elsie's face. "See to it, Thrain. Throw her in the dungeon. No food till I say so."Thrain's face was a mask of fury as he dragged the sobbing E

Axel rode through the night, the Scepter of King Sebastian Vettella clutched tightly in her hand. She could feel its power coursing through her, a thrill of excitement and triumph. She had done it. She had finally gotten her hands on the one thing she had been searching for.Axel was not alone. She had her pack warriors with her, their eyes gleaming with pride and admiration as they rode alongside their Luna. And waiting for her as backup was her mate, Alpha Kieran, his presence a steady and reassuring force in the darkness.As they rode, Axel couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and pride. She had done it. She had actually done it. She glanced over at Kieran, who was riding beside her, his eyes fixed on her face."We did it," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.Kieran's face broke into a wide grin. "We sure did," he said, his voice full of pride. "You were amazing out there. I'm so proud of you."Axel felt a warmth spread through her chest at Kieran's words. She loved

Malcolm's eyes widened in shock as he stared at Attila. "Ayla?" he repeated, his voice barely above a whisper. "What do you mean? Which Ayla?"Attila's expression was unreadable, but Malcolm could sense a deep-seated emotion burning beneath the surface. "You really don't remember, do you?" Attila said, his voice low and menacing. "You don't remember the woman you loved, the woman you abandoned."Malcolm's mind was reeling as he tried to process Attila's words. What was he talking about? What did he mean by "the woman you abandoned"? And then, like a punch to the gut, it hit him. Ayla. The woman he had loved, the woman he had sent away.Malcolm's eyes dropped, his gaze falling to the stone floor as memories long buried began to resurface. He took a deep breath, and his voice was laced with a mix of sadness and regret as he began to tell his story."I was young and in love," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Her name was Ayla, and she was a beautiful and fiery she-wolf. We met

The room seemed to fall silent, the only sound the quiet rustling of the wind outside. Malcolm's eyes were fixed on Ayla's, and he could see the pain and fear etched on her face. He knew that he had to make things right, that he had to find a way to make amends for his past mistakes.Malcolm's eyes were fixed on Ayla's, and he could see the pain and sadness etched on her face. He felt a wave of regret wash over him, and he knew that he had to make things right. He slowly got down on his knees, his eyes never leaving Ayla's, and his voice cracked with emotion."Ayla, I'm so sorry," he whispered, his words barely audible. "I didn't know, I swear I didn't know that you were pregnant. If I had known, I would have never sent you away. I would have never abandoned you and our child."Ayla's eyes seemed to glaze over, and she looked away, her voice barely above a whisper. "I was waiting to tell you the good news," she said, her words laced with sadness. "I was waiting for you to come to our

As River continued to examine Ayla, Thane's eyes never left her face. Malcolm, Thane's father, stood beside him, his eyes fixed on Ayla's face with a mixture of concern and nostalgia. He was worried sick about her, and the thought of losing her was unbearable.As River finished her examination, she looked up at Malcolm and nodded. "She's going to be okay," she said. "But she needs rest and care. We'll need to keep a close eye on her for the next few days."Malcolm nodded, his eyes never leaving Ayla's face. "I'll take care of her," he said. "I'll make sure she gets everything she needs. I can’t lose her again."Thane looked at his father, surprised by the depth of emotion in his voice. He had never seen his father so vulnerable before, so open with his emotions.Attila, on the other hand, felt a pang of confusion and uncertainty. He didn't know how to process this new information, or how to handle his emotions.He stood in the doorway, watching as Malcolm and his family tended to Ayla