All Chapters of The Alpha's Reject: Craving his Wolfless Luna: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

Irene's POVKen arrived just as the meeting was winding down.His face was grim. The kind of grim that meant bad news. The kind that made my stomach clench before he even opened his mouth."Princess." He gave a quick nod to the elders. "I need to speak with you. Privately."

Irene's POVThe window opened exactly when I predicted.The guards shifted positions. Their backs turning toward us for thirty precious seconds. Just long enough for two wolves to slip through undetected.I moved.Karson followed.We crossed the exposed ground in silence. Slipping between shadows. Using every rock and scrub brush for cover. My heart pounded against my ribs with each step.The stronghold's outer wall loomed ahead. Old stone. Crumbling in places. Easy enough to climb if you knew where to look.Ken's intelligence had been thorough.I found the section he had marked. A place where the mortar had worn away. Gaps between the stones large enough for handholds. Perfect for a quiet infiltration.I scaled the wall quickly. My fingers finding purchase without hesitation. My body remembering the countless times I had trained for exactly this kind of infiltration during my years with the Howlers.Karson climbed behind me. Slower but steady. His injured leg not hampering him as muc

Irene's POVThe medical tent was quiet.Most of the wounded from the earlier skirmish had been treated and sent to rest. Only a few cots remained occupied. Soft groans and murmured conversations drifting through the canvas walls.I guided Karson to an empty cot. He sat down heavily. His face pale beneath the dirt and dried blood."You should let the healers do this," he said."The healers are busy with wolves who followed orders." I gathered supplies from the nearby table. Bandages. Salve. Clean water. "You stayed behind when I told you to run.""You told me not to die. I didn't."I didn't respond. Just pulled a stool close and began cleaning the gash on his shoulder.He winced when the cloth touched the wound. But he didn't complain. Didn't pull away.Just watched me with those dark eyes that saw too much.The silence stretched between us. Heavy with unspoken words.I focused on the task. Wiping away blood. Examining the depth of the cut. Applying salve with careful fingers."Irene."

Irene's POVMia had brought her daughter.I hadn't noticed at first. The girl had been hidden among the Stream Pack warriors. Small and quiet and easily overlooked.But Carl and Karin noticed immediately."Who's that?" Carl pointed a

Irene's POVSleep was impossible.Every sound made me flinch. Every shadow seemed to hide threats. Every rustle of wind against canvas sent my heart racing.Lexie had been here. In our camp. Feet away from my children.If Ken hadn't