Todos los capítulos de The Mysterious Alpha : Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 35

Adrian’s P.O.VThe Blood Moon warriors stood in a perfect line before me—broad-shouldered, brutal-looking men, each one carved by battle. Their armor glistened faintly in the dim torchlight, smeared with traces of dried blood and dust. Their eyes were sharp, feral even, reflecting the kind of ruthlessness that came from years of conquest. No wonder it was easy for them to abduct weak Omegas; even a Beta would stand no chance against that kind of power.The air smelled of iron and sweat, thick and choking. Around us, the walls of the Blood Moon camp stretched with dark tents and wooden fences patched from fallen trees. The place felt restless, dangerous—like every shadow could bare fangs at any moment.I hadn’t eaten since we arrived. Every second spent here was another moment of losing Freda. I could almost feel her slipping away from me—her scent, her soft gaze, the way she looked at me before Craig came into the picture.I clenched my fists. I only needed to separate her from him. O

Freda’s P.O.VGranny had packed too much for me. That was what I decided to call the old woman. Her real name was Aela, but I couldn’t bring myself to call her that, no matter how many times she insisted. “You make me sound older than I am,” she’d laugh softly, her frail hands trembling as she folded my clothes. But to me, she would always be Granny—the warmth I never had growing up.Now, as I tried to fit everything she’d given me into my bag, I realized just how much she’d packed. Two pairs of thick boots, dried herbs for the road, a silver comb, and more bread than I could eat in a week. I smiled faintly. She must have been worried I’d starve before finding my way home.My hand brushed over the light blue dress I had worn earlier that morning. It was beautiful—too beautiful. The fabric shimmered faintly, still carrying the faint scent of wild lavender from Emmy’s wash. I sighed. If we were returning to the forest, to a life of constant running, this wasn’t the kind of dress that wo

Freda’s P.O.VI stared longingly at the place that had kept me sheltered for a while. It was strange, how a place that wasn’t truly home could still feel safe. Maybe because for the first time in a long while, I hadn’t needed to look over my shoulder. At least here, I knew no one would betray me.Aela stood at the door, waving until her frail arm trembled. Behind her, the mist from the early morning dew still lingered above the rooftops, wrapping the packhouse in a soft glow. My throat tightened. Part of me wanted to turn back and hug her one last time, but I knew if I did, I might not leave again.At the end, I had to remove some of the things from my bag to make it lighter. Having something was better than having nothing at all. My gaze swept around the courtyard in search of Emmy, but she was nowhere to be found. I sighed softly. Maybe saying goodbye was hard for her too.Orion didn’t look back either. His steps were steady, eyes fixed on the winding road ahead as though the past ha