Lahat ng Kabanata ng Wolf University: Rejected by my Possessive Alpha Mate: Kabanata 211 - Kabanata 220

Jhoanna's POVA week had passed since the last chaotic ordeal, and yet, here we were—once again at the mercy of our children’s antics. Only this time, it wasn’t just mischief.It was fear. Real, raw fear that gripped my chest so tightly I could barely breathe.Liliana was missing.The entire pack was in turmoil. Warriors had been deployed. Scouts had scoured every inch of our territory. The best trackers had followed her scent—only to meet dead ends as if she had vanished into thin air.Hans and I had tried to reach her through the mind link, but it was like screaming into a void. No response. Nothing.I had never felt this helpless before.My daughter, my baby girl, was gone.A choked sob escaped me as I gripped Hans’ arm. His jaw was clenched so tightly I could see the strain in his muscles, his golden eyes burning with fury and desperation.“We will find her,” he promised, voice rough, but even he sounded uncertain.I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to steady my breathing. “She’s j

Jhoanna’s POVMorning sunlight streamed through the trees, casting golden patches on the grass where Johanis stood with his hands stretched out. My eight-year-old son's brow was furrowed in concentration, his tiny lips moving as he chanted under his breath. In front of him, a small ball of violet light hovered in the air, flickering like a candle.“That’s it,” I encouraged, watching closely. “Keep your focus steady.”To his side, Rio stood with his arms crossed, observing with skeptical amusement. “Magic is so weird.”I shot him a glance. “You say that every time.”“And every time, it remains true,” Rio muttered. “No claws, no fangs, just floating lights and strange voices—”Johanis, never one to let a remark slide, turned his head slightly. “Would you like me to turn you into a frog?”Rio’s eyes widened. “You can do that?”Johanis smirked. “Nope. But I like that you believed it for a second.”Rio grumbled under his breath, ruffling Johanis’ hair roughly as the boy laughed. I shook my

Jhoanna's POVIt started with a shriek that sent my heart leaping into my throat.“MAMA! MAMA! MAMAAAAAA!”I dropped the laundry basket right there in the hallway and sprinted into the living room, already imagining blood, broken bones, or some kind of apocalyptic disaster involving magic gone wrong. But instead, I found my daughter standing in the center of the room with her mouth wide open and a tiny white tooth cupped delicately in her hand.“It came out!” she cried, grinning proudly. Her voice trembled with excitement. “My first tooth, Mama!”I exhaled, placing a hand over my wildly beating heart. “Lily, sweetie, you scared me half to death.”“But look!” she held it up like it was treasure, eyes sparkling. “The Tooth Fairy is going to come tonight!”And just like that, I knew we were in for it.Hans wandered in a few moments later, pausing at the doorway. “What’s going on?”Lily raced over to him, practically leaping into his arms. “Papa! My tooth came out! The Tooth Fairy is comi

Liliana's POVThe next morning, the sunlight felt gentler than usual. It peeked through my older brother’s curtains like it was checking on us. Like it was making sure we were still here—still okay.He was snoring softly, his arm thrown over Mr. Bumble like the bee had gone to war and earned his respect. I giggled to myself seeing this side of Joha. For sure if I told him about this, he would not believe it.I stayed still for a while, listening to the birds outside, the hum of safety in the walls. No shadows moved. No trees whispered. The world was... still.But I couldn’t stop thinking about yesterday.About the blood.About how fast it had happened.One second he was laughing, sword-toothbrush in hand. The next—he was on the ground, holding his arm with that look on his face. Like he didn’t know how to tell me he was scared too.And even though he smiled now—even though he was breathing, alive, here—it still twisted something deep inside me. A kind of ache. Not the kind that makes

Liliana's POVMama and Papa told us the most basic of it all.How to draw shape salt circles. How to whisper spells. How to listen for the air changing.But of course, I hadn't manifested my witch powers yet. So, we are just drawing, memorizing lines and learning how to notice our surroundings.Although honestly, I think it is already an innate ability of ours to do so.Mr. Bumble got a chalk sigil on his belly. Johanis carved runes into sticks like they were toys.It wasn’t just pretending anymore. Something was coming.But this time, we wouldn’t hide.We’d stand together. Even if it bled. Even if it crawled. Even if it had no face!Because we had each other. We always do..—---That night, the wind outside was loud. Not howling, just… alive. Like it had somewhere to go but paused to peek through the windows first.I blinked the sleep out of my eyes and found Johanis already sitting beside me, cross-legged, his hand on Mr. Bumble's fuzzy head between us.“Bad dream again?” he asked,