All Chapters of Alpha’s Deal: Be My Mate: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Chapter one hundred and one : I Just Wanted Mommy to Smile(Karly's POV – Zarina and Asher's little boy)Mommy doesn't smile anymore.She once smiled when I did silly faces. When I tripped and cried out, "Oops!" she would laugh and kiss me on the nose. She once danced with me in the living room, spinning me around until I spun around and laughed on the floor.But now… she doesn't.She just sits beside the window. Her eyes stare out, like waiting for something. Sometimes she utters things such as, "He's late again," or "Why didn't he say goodbye?"And sometimes, when I don't notice, I catch her hastily wiping her tears.I don't like it.Mommy used to be happy. Now she's… not.I asked her, "Mommy, are you okay?"She smiled very little. Extremely little. "I'm okay, baby," she said to me. But I knew she was lying.I spoke to my sister, Zaya. She is my twin sister. She said, "Maybe Daddy did something."And she said to me, "Maybe we should find out."I did not want to be in trouble. But I

Chapter 113: I Can't Stay Where I'm Not Wanted(Zarina's POV)The bruises on my arms weren't the worst part.Not the dirt in my hair, not the dress ripped to shreds and clinging to my body, not even the spit on my face that no one wiped off for me.It was the look in my children's eyes.Karly had stood before me, fists clenched, small body trembling. Zaya and Zain had cried, yelled, pleaded with them to stop leaving me alone. And through it all, I was unable to do anything. Humiliated. Alone.The pack I committed myself to. watched.Seen as Cara, in front of the wolves my partner and I had hunted, dragged me out of the trees and used me, "useless," "a placeholder," "a pity Luna who was never actually picked." She struck me. She stood on my dress. She poured cold water and then wine over me.And then she spoke the words. Out loud and clear."You don't belong here. Asher marked me. I'm the Luna now. This pack is mine. This home is mine. And you—" she leaned in, her smile venomous, "—yo

Chapter 115: With Her ChildrenZarina's POVI don't know how I managed it.How I was able to pack clothes for three little ones with shaking hands. How I took them out one by one in the middle of the night without being detected. How I found the strength to walk for hours in woods, mud, and icy air with nothing but fear in my heart and hope in my hands.But I did it.I did it because I had no choice.Because I did not wish them to be raised where their mother was walked all over—where their mother was treated as if she was nothing. Where a woman like Cara could put her foot on me and laugh, and people would look on.I did it because I wouldn't let my babies grow up and think that was okay.We walked for what seemed like forever.The triplets were exhausted, sleepy, disoriented. Karly hung on to me, holding my hand in a death grip. Zaya simply repeated over and over that we were going to the lake for a picnic, just like before. Kairo—poor little Kairo—fell asleep in my arms, his head o

Chapter 117: The Day I Found Them… But Lost Them Anyway(Asher's POV)The cold wind stung my face as I raced through the trees. My heart thundered, not with power—but with fear. A fear I had never known before. Not on the battlefield. Not even when I'd stood at death's door.For this fear… this was the fear of losing them.Zarina. My mate.My pups—Karly, Zaya, and baby Zevi.Gone.I'd looked through the house. The packhouse. The riverside. The market. The dens. Anywhere I could think of.I'd even asked warriors. Omegas. The patrol team."She departed early."She was carrying bags."She was crying."Why was nobody stopping her?Why was I not informed?Since you weren't listening, Asher.Because you allowed her to bleed alone.I shifted a bit to one side, my wolf's ears pricked. We were tracking her scent. It was faint but there—seeping through the trees, soaked into the earth.Pine. Wild roses. Milk. Rain. Her scent.At times, I could detect the faint scent of the triplets—each slightl

:Chapter 119- My Mate (Asher's POV)I was not aware that my legs were still moving.Each step felt like I had the weight of a mountain on me. My wolf whined within me, clawing at my chest, pleading with me to go back. To where?They had made their decision.And I… I had lost them.My mate.My children.The same individuals I was born to guard.And I failed.The leaves crunched beneath my feet as I moved through the forest like a specter—blood still on my hands from the rogue attack. I did not even try to wash it off. What was the point? I would kill a thousand more if it meant protecting them, but I could not even protect them from the very people within my own pack.You're a failure," my wolf snarled in the depths of my mind. "You let them hurt her."."I know," I whispered. "I know."And then—suddenly—a high, scared voice pierced the silence."DADDY!"It was Zaya.My heart jumped.I whirled on instinct, dashing back to the clearing, heart thudding like a war drum. My ears pricked,