All Chapters of Don't Get Caught By The Alphas: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

As soon as the curtains opened fully, the morning sunlight streamed in. Narsha squinted and grimaced. “Is that you, Dexter?” she muttered hoarsely.She slowly opened her eyes, trying to adjust to the glare. But her eyes widened and her breath caught in her throat when an unexpected sight filled her view.“What the hell is this?” she whispered, her mouth agape.The luxurious hotel room, which had previously looked only moderately elegant, was now completely transformed. Balloons floated on the ceiling, drifting gently as if dancing to the flow of the air conditioning. Fresh flowers were arranged on the wall to form the words, “You Will Marry Me.”Right next to her bed, a table was neatly arranged with sparkling jewelry, which she had been forced to purchase yesterday at Dexter's urging. Now it was displayed as if it were part of the celebration decorations.Dexter climbed onto the bed with a relaxed movement, then leaned down to give a light kiss on Narsha's cheek, which was still froz

Coincidentally, Dexter had to be away from the pack for three days. He went to neutral territory to register his marriage license at the central court. The procedure was almost the same as for a regular pack member's marriage, except for a few additional formalities if the person getting married was an Alpha.Dexter didn't want to bother Narsha with piles of documents and tedious bureaucratic processes, so he took care of everything himself, including Narsha's part.Narsha suspected that this was precisely why Mr. Sebdall had chosen that day to meet her. When the middle-aged man appeared at the cafe, three other committee members soon followed and went to the second floor with him. The atmosphere in the room became tense, as if the air was holding its breath.Narsha just stared at them with her back straight. In her heart, she could already guess what the conversation would be about. A small, almost amused smile appeared on her lips, like someone who was betting with herself whether h

A few days ago, the reception room in the mansion was completely transformed into a dress fitting room. This was all due to a request, or more accurately, an order from Dexter, who strictly forbade Narsha from doing fittings outside the house. Narsha complied because she had learned that opposing Dexter would only tire her out.Although it was a bit inconvenient initially because they had to move some items from the boutique, the designer and the servants who arranged it did not complain. The compensation they received was more than enough to cover all the inconveniences. After all, the designer was used to sudden requests from influential people. Compared to others, this was actually quite simple.Apart from the high pay, she felt a sense of pride in being chosen as the personal designer for the future Luna of the Moon Shone Pack. Narsha's fame was rising, and her name was always the topic of conversation even across packs. As a wedding dress designer who had traveled to various pack

Alson explained carefully, “Lately, Gilbert's side has begun communicating with several members of our committee, in the guise that it is just cooperation between packs.”He paused for a moment to gauge Dexter's reaction.Dexter was leaning back in his chair, one hand supporting his chin, his face tense with impatience.“At first, I thought it was purely a matter of routine diplomacy,” Alson continued, his voice soft but measured. “But when I tried to investigate further, whether that was really the only reason they were communicating so intensely, I found something... interesting.”He deliberately left his sentence hanging.Dexter raised his eyebrows, staring intently. “Hey,” his voice was flat but pressured, “You know I don't like delayed reports.”Alson swallowed before continuing. “Around Gilbert,” he finally said, “There are rumors about the existence of a boy. He's about five years old... with silver hair.”The last word echoed like a stone dropped into a deep well. A few second

"Is that so?” replied Narsha, her voice calm, with a faint smile that was difficult to read. “Coincidence or not, we still ended up meeting here, Sir Gilbert.”“You’re right.” Gilbert glanced around, looking at the two little girls beside Narsha. He flashed a nearly perfect, polite smile. “It seems you’re having a good time with your daughters. It’s a shame Alpha Dexter isn’t here with you. He must be very busy, right?”Narsha straightened her shoulders, her smile still sweet but filled with a subtle calm. “That's right. As an Alpha loved by his members, of course, he's busy. Then what about you, Sir Gilbert? What brings you to our pack today?”The corners of Gilbert's lips tightened, almost into a smirk, but he held it back. In his heart, he scoffed. ‘Our pack, she said?’Narsha's confidence, as if she had officially become Luna, made him want to laugh. She was still the same as before, Gilbert thought, during the trial a few months ago. She was too shameless for someone who didn't r