All Chapters of Wolf University: Rejected by my Possessive Alpha Mate: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Hans’ POVMael exhaled, crossing his arms as his silver eyes flickered between me and Jhoanna. “We’ve been tracking this faction for months,” he started. “They don’t just steal supplies—they take people. This is just based on what we’ve gathered about them though.”My muscles locked. “People?”He nodded. “Young, strong wolves. Omegas, mostly. But sometimes…” He hesitated, his gaze darkening. “Sometimes they go after high-ranking wolves. Specifically, Lunas. Well now, we add the word pregnant to that.”A growl built in my throat. My hands curled into fists. “Why?”“That’s the question, isn’t it?” Mael’s lips pressed into a thin line. “We don’t know exactly why. But we do know they aren’t just selling them off like common captives. They’re taking them somewhere. Somewhere we haven’t been able to track.”The air around us thickened, heavy with unspoken horrors. I felt Jhoanna shift beside me.Her voice was calm, but I could feel the tension behind it. “And you think they wanted me for th

Hans’ POVThe faction’s hideout was buried deep within the ruins of an old settlement, its stone walls worn and cracked from time. The air was thick with the scent of damp wood, rusted metal, and something else—fear. They knew we were coming.I stood at the entrance, the leader’s token clenched in my fist. The symbol of their power, now nothing more than a discarded relic. My grip tightened as I stepped forward, my boots crunching against the gravel. The remaining faction members had gathered in the courtyard, their faces shadowed in flickering torchlight. Some looked wary, others furious.They were expecting their leader.Instead, I tossed the token onto the ground. It landed with a dull clink, rolling slightly before coming to a stop. Silence followed.Then the whispers started.“He’s dead?”“No… That’s impossible.”“He was the strongest among us—”A growl rumbled from deep within my chest, silencing their murmurs. “Your leader is gone,” I said, voice sharp as steel. “We took him do

Jhoanna’s POVThe scent of fresh bread, roasted meat and spiced cider filled the air as we entered the festival grounds, a stark contrast to the blood and violence we had left behind yesterday. The flickering lanterns illuminated the pack, casting warm, golden hues over the gathered wolves. Laughter and music wove through the night, the tension of the past days melting into celebration.I let out a slow breath, rolling my shoulders to shake off the remnants of battle. This was what we had fought for—peace, security, the right to celebrate without the constant threat of enemies lurking in the shadows. The stolen goods were returned, our packs were safe, and tonight, we could finally enjoy ourselves.Hans was already scanning the crowd, his sharp eyes narrowing when he spotted Alpha Mael raising a glass near the long banquet table. Mael caught sight of us and smirked, lifting his cup in greeting. "Took your time, didn’t you? Shouldn’t the hosts be here first or at least greeted me by th

Jhoanna’s POVWalking was supposed to be simple. An easy, normal activity. Yet somehow, in this pack, even walking had become a full-blown, pack-wide event.I stepped outside the Alpha’s house, stretching my arms with a deep inhale of fresh morning air. The sun was gentle, casting a warm glow over the grounds. It was the perfect day for a peaceful walk.Or at least, it should have been.The moment I took my first step, Hans was at my side, eyes sharp with the kind of vigilance reserved for high-stakes battles. “Careful,” he said.I sighed. “Hans, I am literally walking. On flat ground.”“That’s how it starts,” he muttered.Before I could argue, Rio strolled up, hands in his pockets and a far-too-amused grin on his face. “Ah, the royal procession has begun.”I shot him a glare. “Don’t start.”But it was too late. Word had spread.A group of warriors subtly (or not-so-subtly) lingered nearby, obviously pretending to be casually training. The elderly women of the pack—who had taken it upo

Jhoanna’s POVThe pack was in full-blown hysteria.Warriors ran in circles, omegas flitted about like frantic birds, and someone—someone—was actually drumming in the distance like this was some grand event that required ceremonial music.I swear to the Moon Goddess if I’m not the one giving birth and someone told me this scenario I wouldn’t believe them. Maybe I’d even think they’re crazy!I was in active labor, and my beloved mate was marching through the chaos with the determination of a war general, carrying me like a bride while barking orders.“Get the healer now!” Hans growled at a nearby omega, who yelped and sprinted away. “Boil water! Prepare fresh linens! Alert the elders—”“Do not alert the elders!” I cut in sharply, gripping his shirt as another contraction rippled through me. “If Elder Cecilia shows up with another ‘sacred ritual,’ I will bite someone. I am not kidding.”Hans, in all his Alpha wisdom, wisely said nothing. Bless his soul..Rio, meanwhile, was thoroughly en