All Chapters of Escaping From My Ruthless Husband: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Next morning, We spent the day yesterday with a full of exploration of her ability and possibilities of helping others. I noticed that after helping Lana, she was a bit more drowsy, weak and hungry. Seemingly while healing, her strength was drained by it as well. She was still curled in my arms, her breath soft against my chest, her silver hair fanned out over the pillow like a blanket of moonlight. The scent of her skin clung to me—warm, faintly herbal, with that hint of something wild that always reminded me who she truly was beneath the softness: the Moon Wolf.Yesterday had taken a toll on her. After she healed Lana, she barely kept her balance. Her steps had been small, her limbs trembling. She hadn’t said it aloud, but I saw it—the pale flush to her face, the way she leaned into my chest as we walked back to our room. That gift of hers, whatever it truly was… it came with a cost.And still, she hadn’t complained once.She just looked up at me last night, whispered she was fine

The news spread so fast that everyone including the elders in the counsel started asking for an urgent meeting. What was most surprising that each of them seemed to be out of the daze. Cosette's influence seemed to have lifted the moment everyone learned about Mauve's ability.Right now, in the conference room, They sat around the long council table—elders, advisors, and high-ranking nobles. Men and women who had seen war, betrayal, revolutions. But today, every one of them wore the same expression: awe mixed with uncertainty. Because today, the topic of conversation wasn’t about borders or rogues or trade negotiations. It was about Mauve.I walked in with Theo, expression serious and composed. However, seeing me walking inside all alone, their nose flared up. “She should be seated here,” Elder Matrin declared, pounding his cane once on the floor. “The people are calling her Moon-Touched. They say she carries the blessing of the First Mother. Do you understand what that means?”

Alessandro, The sun had begun its descent when I stepped out of the briefing room, the weight of a dozen silent decisions resting on my shoulders. My men—my shadow guards—had done their job well. They mapped out trails of dark magic laced through abandoned villages, intercepted two suspicious supply routes, and identified five individuals whose names were never meant to reach the surface. All connected to Evelyn. All breathing my air. I should’ve felt satisfied. Instead, I felt… an ache. Like I’d forgotten something important. I rubbed the back of my neck as I exited the building, my thoughts veering elsewhere. Mauve, I wondered how she was feeling right now. Each day she looked exhausted but determined. The meeting had run longer than expected, and I hadn’t seen her since the early morning. She’d been sleeping when I left—curled against the pillows with one hand resting protectively over her stomach. She always looked peaceful like that, but lately… she looked tired too. Draine

Alessandro, Cosette wasn’t in her quarters. She wasn't even in the Packhouse. My guards went to Lunar oracle when she said she was blessed. She wasn’t in the infirmary. Not in the greenhouse, not with the other healers, and definitely not anywhere she was supposed to be. The moment I saw the last corridor clear, something inside me snapped. She had vanished the same day Mauve was taken. Coincidence? No. I didn’t believe in those anymore. Theo and two shadow guards trailed behind me as I stormed toward the south tower, where the guest chambers were rarely used unless I had foreign visitors or nobles too entitled to sleep in common rooms. Cosette had requested one weeks ago. Said she needed quiet to “regain her focus.” I should’ve looked closer. Should’ve interrogated her the moment we found the files and her involvement in dark magic. Mauve warned me about her. I should have listened to my woman. Pathetic! My boots struck the marble hard. The light above flickered as

Alessandro,Next afternoon, I stood at the front steps of the packhouse, blood still roaring in my ears, the sound of my own voice echoing in the hollow space of my chest. “She’s pregnant,” I had said. “She’s not just my mate—she’s the Luna of this territory. And if anyone lays a single finger on her, their entire bloodline will be banished. Do you hear me? Their children. Their siblings. Everyone.” That was how far I was willing to go. I needed that woman to spill everything out with the fear. It was late afternoon now, but I didn’t feel the sun or hear the birds. My thoughts were back in that cold, blinking screen where I saw Mauve—my Mauve—being carried away like she was nothing. Limp. Helpless. And I had done nothing. But when I went around the woods, why I couldn't feel it. What happened to her? I clenched my fists. I was going to bring her back. No matter what it cost. The guards were sweeping the forests in every direction. The scouts were circling the outskirts. Shadow