Escape of The Alpha’s Wife

Chapter 2: Paths Crossed Zoey I was an orphan who grew up with my old grandmother. My parents’ death was never explained to me. One day, I just woke up, and they were gone. The next thing I knew, I was bundled up and sent to my grandmother. So, originally, I was an indigene of Skywood Pack. “Zoey! Come to the yard!” my grandmother yelled. She was a traditional healer, and I was supposed to take over, so I was always expected to be with her. “Grandma, I have an aching pain, so can I just rest in my room?” I lied. I was fine, but I didn’t want to do anything. It’s safe to say I was lazy, but truthfully, I wasn’t built for stress, and my grandma’s line of work required a lot of effort. “When your grandma is a healer? Get me the tonic with the blue cover from my room,” she instructed. I frowned. There was no way I was escaping this one. “The one with the blue cover? I think we’re out of it.” “Then rush to the farm before the park museum and fetch herbs. Be back before the

Chapter 4 : A Caged Marriage Zoey’s POV Two years. It had been two long, draining years since Alpha Lyon had taken me from my grandmother’s house and declared me his wife. A part of me had hoped that things would get better, that perhaps the cold exterior he wore so effortlessly would melt with time. But it hadn’t. I didn’t know how to describe Lyon’s emotions toward me—or if he even had any. He was impossible to read. Cold and detached one moment, then possessive and almost tender when it suited him. Most of the time, he wouldn’t even look at me unless he had something to say, and even then, it was usually to mock me. “You’re pathetic,” he’d say whenever I failed at my training sessions. “How did someone as weak as you survive this long?” I learned quickly that arguing only made it worse. But then there were the nights. When it was time for him to claim me as his wife, he was a completely different man. His cold demeanor would shift into something primal, something

Zoey’s Pov. i had waited untill the whole palace was asleep before i left , i knew not to take any of the palace cars cause it wa easy to identify an inhabitant of the palace by their cars , So i was walking . All i had with me was two dresses, a scarf, my water bottle, There was no water in it cause i couldn’t go to the kitchen because of the maids there and so that means i couldn’t even leave with food , I was already used to the easy life in the palace and so i was finding it difficult to walk fast , I was not so far from the palace and if the guard started their search, They would find me eventually. “ Serena …We need to run , We cannot afford to go back to that pack” At this point serena was my only confidant, i’ve never had friends , I was a loner even in the palace ,i had only one favorite maid but Lyon had sent her away cause she was wearing a dress i gave her , he found it disrespectful and even though i pleaded that he allow her stay cause she was my only friend , He didn’

Alpha Lyon’s POVThe palace felt empty—not because all the soldiers and guards had been deployed to search for the Luna, but because she was not here. The sound of her kitten heels clicking down the hallway, her vanilla scent, and her gentle smile were nonexistent now.I grabbed the vase in the corner and smashed it against the wall, my eyes flaming with anger. How dare she run away from me?“Lyon, maybe you should calm down. She might not have run away. What are the odds?” Darian said, trying to soothe his friend, who had been spiraling since the news of his wife’s escape reached him. It was almost nighttime, and she was still nowhere to be found.“What are the odds? Darian! Zoey never leaves the palace. She knows no one around. She went to bed last night, and now she’s nowhere to be found. She has escaped!”“You just said it like she was in prison. Escaped? Have you considered that she might be missing? You have a whole lot of enemies, Lyon. What if she was abducted?”Darian was mak

His Yearning Lyon’s POVMy parents had an entire discussion about how I shouldn’t go after Zoey yet, but that wasn’t happening. I already had my plan in my head—go with my soldiers and bring her back to where she belonged.“You look like a master whose slave just escaped,” Darian said with a scoff. He had been standing there while I paced from corner to corner. I just couldn’t calm down.“No, a husband whose wife escaped. Or rather, an Alpha whose Luna just escaped,” I responded in a defensive tone.“Lyon, I have a question for you,” Darian said, dropping the papers he was holding and focusing on whatever this conversation was turning into.“If you have anything to say, you might as well talk,” I replied.“Why are you so agitated? Give me two solid reasons.”Darian had just made me even more upset.“You know, people used to gossip and say, ‘Oh, Darian, the Omega of the Skywood Pack, is a joker and prankster.’ But I never took it seriously, and now you’re asking me such stupid questi