All Chapters of The Alpha and the traitor's daughter : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Irene's POVI sat cross-legged on the bed, my fingers absently trailing over the hem of the gown sample laid beside me. A maid had dropped it off hours ago, it was a gift from the council of Elders. The mating ceremony was about a week away, and the house buzzed with preparations—flowers, fabrics, feasts. It was exciting. I loved all the attention I got, but Lucien had grown distant, distracted.He was still here, assuring me that he cared, but it had changed. A knock came and Lucien stepped in. He looked tense, but he still managed to give me a soft smile."You're awake," he said.“I waited.” I rose slowly. “You missed dinner again. What's going on Lucien? Did I do something wrong?”His eyes clouded, a fleeting look of hurt flickered across his face. “Oh, Irene.” He pulled me to the bed and we sat down. “Is that how I made you feel?”I nodded and he continued. “I'm sorry, my love. I was hurting you unintentionally.” He brushed a hand through his hair. “There’s been… something to fo

IRENE “You look beautiful, Luna.” One of the maids whispered, stepping back to admire her work on me.. It's the morning of the mating ceremony. My heart thudded with nervous excitement when the maids filed into my room to dress me up. I stared at my reflection. I looked breathtaking. This was the kind of life that I deserved. “I… thank you,” I murmured to the maid, fingers brushing over the necklace that now rested on my collarbone. The meeting ground was filled to the brim. The whole pack had gathered. It was a sea of smiling faces, murmuring blessings, dressed in their best for the occasion. Silas stood near the altar, dressed in royal blue, his hands were clasped together, the sacred scrolls at his side. And then, there he was, Lucian, my alpha. He stood at the center of the courtyard like a solid pillar. His eyes were locked on me as I was led to meet him. “By the blessing of the Moon,” Silas intoned when I was facing Lucian. “We are gathered here to witness the sacred

LUCIENI stepped into the front door of the pack house and took a deep breath before making my way to ‘our’ room. When I entered the room, Irene was engrossed in a book, her fingers tracing the pages delicately.I suddenly felt jealous of the book. I wanted her to touch me that way—more than that way.I chuckled when I realised I was jealous because of a mere book. Irene wouldn't be the end of me.“Irene…” I called silently.She looked up, her eyes lighting up as they met mine. “You're back,” she said, setting the book aside. “Where have you been? I almost thought you'd miss dinner.”I crossed the room in a few strides and pulled her into an embrace. I just left the house less than an hour ago and I already missed her. “I'm sorry, I lost track of time.”Her hands began to trace the contours of my face and dhr frowned. “What's wrong? You don't look so good.”“I have something to tell you.”She stopped touching me, reaching for my hands. Concern flickered in her gaze. “What?’I didn't m

LUCIENI woke up to see Irene sitting near me, brushing her hair. She was too peaceful, she brought peace into my life and that was what I wanted all along.“Irene, good morning,” I said, sitting up. “Are you going somewhere?”She didn't look at me as she quietly responded. “I want to see some of the female wolf council. We want to plan the official day we'd launch the club.”I chucked, feeling proud of her. “That's good.” I paused for a while and went on. I wouldn't be seeing her till evening probably and I needed to tell her this. “There’s something we need to talk about.”She looked up immediately, eyes alert. “What is it? Is everything alright?”I placed a gentle hand on her knee to reassure her. “Everything is fine. I just wanted to tell you that… the pack is growing. We are growing and we get more responsibilities. The council of Elders is short of two members, I think it's time we added someone new to make them seven.”Her brow lifted slightly. “I agree. We’ve taken on so much

IRENE I woke up earlier than usual, not because I wanted to, but because I was nervous. I stood still, arms folded tightly over my chest, my eyes watched the faint glow of the arena. Today would define me—not just as Irene Kent, but as the Luna of the Quick River Pack. I was so nervous that I didn't hear the door creak open behind me, before I could turn, I felt him. Lucian. His warmth pressed against my back, his arms circled my waist in possession. “You're trembling,” he whispered, his voice low and steady. It was a contrast to the storm that brewed in my insides. “I'm okay.” I replied, though my voice betrayed any fact that I tried to show I was at ease. Lucian rested his chin on my shoulder and brushed his lips slightly against the base of my jaw. “You can do this, my love. You are stronger than you could ever imagine. I know.” “I don't know why I'm just so scared,” I murmured. There was no one I could break this down to except my husband. My alpha. “I am about to decid