All Chapters of THE GAMMA'S DAUGHTER : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

We searched everywhere. Like madmen tearing through the night, we turned the entire Pack into chaos. Wolves ripped through the woods, claws digging through the earth, noses pressed to the ground in desperation. Witches raised their hands to the sky, chanting spells that lit the darkness in fiery runes, each syllable vibrating the air with raw power. Every corridor, every hidden chamber, every secret tunnel of the Packhouse was overturned, ransacked, shredded in our pursuit of her. Ruby’s name echoed in the night like a haunting prayer, shouted by wolves, whispered by witches, cried by me until my throat burned. But she was not there. Every effort failed. The witches who could bend air to search for scents, who could scry with blood or fire, could find no thread that led us to her. Even the wolves who could trace the faintest track through rivers and storms came up empty-handed. Hades left no stone unturned. He abandoned the Packhouse once we had turned it inside out and went from P

Who knew that Ruby's absence would be like a world drained of all color, like a heart stripped of its very heartbeat. Her soft voice calling me Mommy, her little figure jumping around whenever I helped her take a bath, her tiny hands fumbling at the buttons of her dresses as she opened her closet and stood there, always wondering what she should wear. Those moments were the rhythm of my heart, and now they were gone. Every breath felt hollow without them. I had lost my daughter. She was no longer with me. She was no longer going to recognize me, no matter what I did. I curled myself in the bathtub, hugging my knees to my chest, sitting like a lifeless statue. The water had long since turned cold, but I hadn’t moved. Each drop falling over me was like shards of frost, cutting into my skin, reminding me that I was still alive when all I wanted was to fade into the numbness. Her voice, her smile, her little laugh—they circled endlessly in my mind, haunting me, mocking me with their abs

The decision had not been an easy one, but it was necessary. The Pack needed a ruler, someone strong enough to carry the weight of leadership, someone the people could trust. And in that moment, when all eyes had turned toward me, I knew deep down that I wasn’t ready to take over an entire Pack’s duty. My mind wasn’t settled, my heart was still tangled between past and present, and the scars of betrayal still ached whenever I thought of what Jonathan and Luna Astoria had done. So the choice had been made. My father would take the mantle instead. The Alpha Council themselves, who had come to witness the interrogation of Luna Astoria and Jonathan, had agreed to it without hesitation. They had seen the brokenness in my voice, the hesitation in my stance, and perhaps, the yearning in my eyes for something else. My father had always carried an aura of wisdom and patience that I lacked. He had always been the one to step back when I surged forward with temper, always the one who steadied m

Hades,The moment her eyes fluttered shut, something inside me snapped. I felt terror. Elysia wasn't a weak woman to faint out of nowhere. “Elysia!” I roared, my voice shaking the walls, louder than I intended, but I didn’t care. My wolf surged violently under my skin, claws scraping to tear free. I cradled her against me as if my arms alone could keep her heart beating, as if pressing her to my chest could pour life back into her body.Her head lolled against me, her face pale, lips parted but unresponsive. She wasn’t supposed to look like this. Not her. Not my Luna.“Stay with me,” I whispered fiercely, though my voice cracked. “Do you hear me? You don’t get to leave me. Not now. Not ever.”My mind completely forgot the fact that we were immortal. There was something wrong with her. Or something terrifying enough to make her collapse like this. I turned, fury lacing every movement. “Healer! Now!” My voice tore through the Packhouse like a command from the gods themselves. Within m

We walked into the living room holding hands. The servants greeted us while stepping aside from the hallway, their expressions a mixture of curiosity and caution. It was clear they hadn’t expected so many visitors this morning.Hades was literally beaming. The usual aloofness, that cold, untouchable demeanor, had softened into something I hadn’t seen before. His smile barely faltered all morning, and I found myself drawn to the rare warmth radiating from him.As we stepped further into the living room, laughter echoed from the crowd gathered there, and the smiles on their faces quickly wiped the light from mine. A shock ran through me as I took in the sight—Dad’s entire team was there. Even Mark and Mike stood like silent sentinels, their eyes tracking our every movement.“Dad!” I called, trying to hurry toward him, but Hades held me firmly, his grip gentle yet unyielding.“No! Don’t act like this. You can’t faint again!” His tone had a teasing edge, and the look in his eyes made me l