All Chapters of Her Alpha, Her Rules : Chapter 11 - Chapter 19

Rowan ran through the woods, following the hunter's scent. He knew who it was even before he saw the dark shadow waiting for him beneath the twisted old tree.It was Kade.A brutal wolf from Rowan's past. Strong. Cruel. And obsessed with Elara."I knew you'd come," Kade sneered, stepping into the moonlight. His eyes glowed yellow, filled with sick hunger. "Where is she? Where is my little omega?"Rowan bared his teeth. "She's not yours. She never was."Kade laughed. "She will be. I’ll find her. And when I do, I’ll cage her. I’ll make her beg. I’ll fuck her until she forgets you ever existed."Rowan's rage boiled. He growled, low and dangerous. "You won't touch her. Not while I'm breathing."Kade stepped closer. "You always acted like a hero. Like she’d ever pick you. But she rejected me in front of the whole pack. She shamed me. I’ll make her pay for that."Rowan leapt.Their bodies clashed with a loud crack. Teeth snapped. Claws tore through fur and flesh. Rowan's shoulder burned fro

Elara didn't know how long she'd been walking.Her legs moved on their own now, one foot in front of the other. She couldn't feel her toes anymore. The cold had eaten through her worn boots, and her dress was still damp from crossing the river.The forest around her was **quiet**. Too quiet.No birds. No wind. Just the sound of her own ragged breathing and the soft crunch of snow beneath her feet.She stumbled over a root and fell hard onto her knees. Pain shot through her legs, but she barely felt it. Everything hurts now. Her hands. Her back. Her heart.**Rowan.**His name echoed in her mind like a prayer she couldn't stop saying.She pressed her forehead against the frozen ground and sobbed. Her whole body shook with it. She'd been holding it in for hours, trying to stay strong, trying to keep moving.But now, alone in the middle of nowhere, she **broke**."I'm sorry," she whispered into the snow. "I'm so sorry, Rowan."Her hand moved to her belly, cradling the small bump there. Th

The guest cabin was small but clean, with a narrow bed pushed against one wall, a wooden chair near a small fireplace, and a table with a pitcher of water and a bowl of fruit. It wasn't much, but to Elara, it felt like a palace. The walls were sturdy, the roof didn't leak, and most importantly, it was warm. Garrett had lit the fire before leaving, muttering something about food being brought to her soon, and then he'd disappeared into the night without another word.Elara stood in the middle of the room, her arms wrapped around herself, and for the first time in weeks, she allowed herself to feel the full weight of her exhaustion. Her legs were trembling, her back ached, and her feet were raw and blistered from walking for so long. But more than the physical pain, it was the emotional toll that threatened to break her. She'd lost so much, Rowan, her freedom, her sense of safety, and now she was standing in a stranger's territory, at the mercy of an Alpha she barely knew.She moved slo

The question hit Elara like a slap, and she flinched, her throat tightening with emotion. "I don't know," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know if he's looking for me or if he even knows I exist. I never told him. I just… I ran." Helena's expression softened just a fraction, and she let out a long sigh. "You're not the first omega to run from an Alpha, and you won't be the last," she said. "But running while pregnant is dangerous, girl. You're lucky you made it here alive."Helena moved to one of the shelves and began pulling down jars and bottles, mixing herbs and liquids together with practiced ease. "I'm going to give you something to help with the exhaustion and the stress," she said. "Your body is worn down, and that's not good for the baby. You need rest, proper food, and no more running. Understand?" Elara nodded quickly, relief flooding through her at the healer's words. She'd been so afraid that Helena would judge her, would tell her she was stupid for

The days that followed blurred together in a strange, almost dreamlike rhythm that Elara had never experienced before. She woke each morning to sunlight streaming through her window, ate meals that Mira brought her with unfailing cheerfulness, and spent her afternoons either resting in her cabin or sitting near the fire pit with the other omegas, listening to their stories and learning the rhythms of pack life. It was peaceful, almost too peaceful, and that constant nagging voice in the back of her mind kept waiting for something to go wrong, for the illusion of safety to shatter like glass.But nothing went wrong. The pack members were kind, if a bit cautious around her, and no one asked too many questions about where she'd come from or who the father of her baby was. It was as if Jaxon had given them an unspoken order to leave her alone, to let her heal and adjust at her own pace, and they obeyed without question. That level of respect for their Alpha's authority was something Elara