Runaway With The Alpha's Triplets のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 121 - チャプター 127

RyanI barely slept that night. Not that I expected to, not with the entire pack on edge and Lydia lurking somewhere out there like a damn shadow we couldn’t catch. So instead of trying to relax, I stayed exactly where I needed to be: with the border patrols, moving from one team to the next, making sure no one slipped up or got too tired.The air felt tight, almost suffocating. Every sound in the woods made warriors tense. A snapped twig. A rustle of leaves. Even normal night creatures moving around had people gripping their weapons harder.I couldn’t blame them. Lydia wasn’t stupid. She didn’t throw attacks randomly, she planned. And that was the part that made my nerves crawl was that whatever she was planning, it was coming soon.I shifted between two patrol groups near the northern line, checking the fence posts and the ground. No tracks. No disturbance. Just quiet. The kind of quiet that wasn’t comforting.When I headed toward the eastern border, that’s when things changed.A sc

RyanThe moment Tobias went down, everything else around me blurred. One second he was standing strong, fighting like he always did, and the next there was blood pouring down his chest. I didn’t even think. I shifted and tore through the rogues blocking my path, ripping into them just to get to him.Mikaela was already there, luckily, and she was pulling him away from the fight.She grabbed Tobias before he collapsed completely, dragging him backward as two younger warriors rushed to help her. I stayed planted in front of them, blocking any rogue stupid enough to try to follow. One lunged at Mikaela’s back, and I slammed into it so hard its bones cracked. Another tried to circle around, but Kane came in from the side and threw it to the ground.By the time Mikaela got Tobias inside the healer’s tent, I was already turning back toward the mess in the yard. The healers shouted for space and I let them handle it. I didn’t have time to stand there and hope Tobias stayed alive. If Lydia wa

RyanThe morning after the battle felt heavier than the night before. Everyone looked like they had aged ten years, but nobody complained. Warriors were already out in the yard working.Dragging out damaged things and clearing whatever mess the rogues left behind. The air still smelled like smoke, but at least there were no more bodies lying around.I spent most of the morning checking the grounds, walking through the training yard to see what needed fixing first. The place looked like it had been torn apart by a storm, broken barriers, claw marks everywhere, splintered wood scattered across the ground. A few Betas asked me for instructions, and I gave them quick ones so we could at least make the place usable again.After that, I went back to the borders with two patrol teams. We took our time, searching every inch of the trees for leftover rogue scents. The forest was quiet, unnaturally quiet. No movement. No lingering smell of blood or unfamiliar wolves. It felt secure, but I still

Ryan spent most of the afternoon walking the outer edge of the training grounds, staying close enough to hear the warriors practicing but far enough to keep an eye on the tree line. Patrol wasn’t too exciting today, which normally would’ve annoyed him, but Logan’s nonstop talking filled the silence anyway.Logan had recently found his mate, and apparently that meant he had to talk about it every five minutes.“I swear, Ryan, the first week was weird as hell,” Logan said, kicking at a rock on the ground. “I kept pretending I wasn’t losing my mind every time she walked into a room.”“That sounds like a you problem.” Ryan said rolling his eyes.Logan ignored him and kept going. “But now? I get it. Everything just… fits. Makes sense. Like Anna was always supposed to be there.”Ryan didn’t respond. He lifted his hand to shield his eyes from the sun and kept walking, pretending like he was too focused on the patrol to listen. Truth was, he was listening, probably more than he wanted to.He’