All Chapters of Stuck Between Two Alphas: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Ivy’s POVRaul stepped in front of me like a shield.Pathetic.“She came to kill you, my Nyxara," he snarled, voice booming off the stone walls. "But I won't let that happen. I won't lose you. Again. You must be mine.”His hand lifted, two fingers snapping sharply.A low rumble answered.From the smoke outside, figures entered — this one robed in red and silver, face obscured by a bone-white mask.Another of his personal sorcerers? Or some kind of demented cult leader?"Seize her," Raul commanded.The new sorcerer, together with the one from earlier, raised their staff. Runes carved in old, forgotten tongues shimmered to life, burning through the air in spirals of light and sound.Chains of searing blue magic shot toward Dina.But she only laughed — a cruel, knowing laugh that made the walls seem to shudder."You fool," Dina hissed, her arms thrown wide as if embracing the chaos. "I only came to help you. But instead, you just dug your own grave!"The chains wrapped around her wrists

There had been no progress. No new trace of Ivy.Days had turned to weeks, and still, the void where she once was remained maddeningly silent for Leo. And in that silence, Malrik —relentless, merciless—had seized every opportunity to strike. With every moon, he clawed deeper into their borders, dragging war with him like a plague. Even with one arm, a result of Leo severing the other in their last brutal confrontation, Malrik had not faltered. If anything, he had grown more dangerous, unhinged by pain and vengeance.And Leo responded with fury, cutting all rogues across his land without blinking an eyelid.Now, as more storm clouds gathered over the fractured territories, Leo sat in his war chamber, draped in shadows, hunched over aged maps and ancient parchments. His throne, once a symbol of pride, now felt like a cage. Before him lay unmarked lands—forgotten, erased from memory or purged from record. Territories lost in time. And still, Ivy’s scent eluded him.The heavy doors burst

Lila’s POVThe weeks that followed my return were nothing short of perfection.I had everything I’ve ever wanted—luxury, freedom, power. A queen cloaked in Ivy’s skin. Days blurred into scenes from a dream: brunch on gilded terraces, designer shopping sprees, and endless attention. Richard had even begun arranging lunch dates, trying to find me a “suitable suitor,” as he called it. “Not the likes of Leo Ashton,” he’d sniffed, as if Leo were some street rat and not the man who he once gave his precious daughter to.Not that Leo mattered anymore.No one did.Not Ivy. Not my parents. Not Alpha Connor. And definitely not Leo Ashton.It was almost laughable how quiet they’d all gone. Not a threatening call or letter. Not a single attempt to expose me or blow my cover. Maybe they were too busy. Or maybe the universe had finally done me a favor and wiped them from my path. Either way, good riddance.I twirled before the full-length mirror, admiring my reflection. My once-pitch black hair wa

Richard’s POV It started the night before she turned twenty. I remember the cake. She’d barely touched it. I remember the way her smile didn’t quite reach her eyes. The flickering candles had reflected something ancient in her stare—something that didn’t belong in a girl barely stepping into womanhood. Something that reminded me too much of the past. Ivy had always been... different. Brighter. But very reserved. I told myself that was just her nature. Maybe it came from the abuse she suffered from her family. Maybe a bit of timidity was healthy. But the truth clawed its way out that night. It wasn’t the first time she had a nightmare. But it was the first time I watched her fall apart in it. She came into my room, trembling and silent, like she used to whenever she gets them. She curled up next to me under the covers, and I held her close like always, whispering that I’d fight her nightmares off. I meant it. Until I saw them. Her hands had curled into claws—razor-sharp,

Meanwhile, Alpha Connor had been amongst most men most miserable.There wasn’t a day that passed that he didn’t think of Ivy—her scent, her eyes, the look on her face the last time he ever saw her. Regret sat on his shoulders heavier than any armor he had ever worn in battle.He had stood beside Alpha King Leo Ashton in the search, tearing through forests and rogue dens across the realm—but Ivy had vanished like smoke through his fingers. Gone. And it was his fault. Every aching second since, he had buried himself in business, in war preparations, in pack expansions—anything that could keep him from drowning in guilt.Now, he knew who he was up against. Leo Ashton was no ordinary man and he was no match for the Alpha King.If only he had claimed her when he was supposed to. If only their bond had been sealed.She’d be alive. She’d be safe. She’d be his alone.Today was no different. Another flight, another high-level meeting for the sake of his pack’s investments. Something to keep hi