Lahat ng Kabanata ng Runaway With The Alpha's Triplets : Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

MikaelaI stood in front of the mirror, using my hands to smooth my dress for the hundreth time. The dress wasn't over the top or anything like that, it was rather simple and it had a soft color, but… nice. Too nice, if I’m being honest. I hadn’t picked it myself. One of the pack maidens had brought it earlier, folded neatly like it was meant just for me. That alone made my thoughts spin for a while. For week i had been here, the pack had done nothing but ignore me, whisper about me, look at me like I didn’t belong. And now… this?I let out a shaky laugh. Maybe Ryan wasn’t just saying words yesterday when he promised he’d start shifting the pack’s view of me. Maybe this was proof, a dress. It was a good gesture. Small, but it mattered.I turned from the mirror, and there they were, my three little hurricanes. Lisa twirled in her own dress, nearly stumbling, her hair bouncing as she asked, “Mama, do I look pretty enough for the party?”“Pretty enough?” I teased, hands going to my hip

RyanI didn’t move right away. Just stood there like an idiot, staring at Karl parked in front of Mikaela’s door like he was meant to even be in the the damn hallway. My fists were already tight, but my jaw, my jaw was worse. It locked so hard I thought my teeth might crack.He lifted his hand up again, like he was about to knock, then he dropped it. What the hell was eve that? Practicing? Rehearsing? My wolf snapped inside me, furious. He wasn’t supposed to be here. I’d told him before, loud and clear, that Mikaela was off-limits. And yet, here he was.Son of a bitch never listened Every muscle in my body screamed at me to march up there, grab him by the collar, and demand what the fuck he thought he was doing. But I stayed still. Because if I stormed in like a jealous bastard, I’d look weak and Malcolm was somewhere in my house right now, waiting for me to slip. I couldn’t afford to lose it at all.Still, I couldn’t pull my eyes off that door or him.And that’s when it hit me,

MikaelaThe evening felt different than I had expected. It wasn't stiff it was… alive. The kind of night where people actually smiled instead of forcing it.I let her my wander over the hall, catching sight of the Silvermoon wolves standing comfortably with Scarlet wolves, talking as if they weren’t supposed to be on opposite sides of anything.For a moment, I almost let herself breathe. That's when my gaze landed on my babies in the far corner. Declan and Lisa were playing some silly hand game with two of the younger Silvermoon pups, giggling loud enough for me to hear over the music, the sight melted me so much so that I lifted her hand and gave them a little wave.Both of them lit up and waved back like maniacs before diving back into their game.God, that was why I was here, for them and their happiness. That was all that mattered.“Are those your little ones?” a voice asked beside me.I turned and found herself standing next to a woman about my age, dressed in Silvermoon colors. T

Mikaela’s POV[Five years ago]The steering wheel was the only thing that was keeping me steady. My hands were gripping it so tight that my knuckles started to hurt, but I didn’t loosen them. I couldn’t.The road still stretched out forever, empty and dark and quiet except for the hum of the engine. A day had passed since I left Scarlet packhouse, but it still felt like I had just slammed the door behind me.My chest burned every time I remembered that night. The sound of it, their moans and her voice, his voice, tangled together like they belonged that way.Fuck.I blinked hard, my eyes stinging from the fluid building up, but the sound wouldn’t leave my head. Lydia and Ryan.I ran because staying would have killed me. Simple as that. My body might have kept moving, but inside? I would have been hollow, dead even.I whispered to myself, my voice shaky, “Just keep driving… just keep going.” But going where? I had no answer.I had no family waiting on the other side of the border. No h

MikaelaMy heart nearly stopped when I said his name. “Damien?”He lifted his head slowly, and when our eyes met, I swear my breath just… vanished. It was really him. The same blue eyes, the ame calm, steady presence I remembered from that night years ago. For a second, the noise around us disappeared. It was just him, standing there like a ghost pulled out of my memories.Celeste hadn’t lied.My mind spun out of control because ow? Where had he been all this time? Why now? And that thing Celeste said, about him coming for my children, what the hell did that mean? My mouth opened, but no words came out. My hands shook, useless at my sides.“Mikaela?” Ryan’s voice came from behind me. I flinched.I turned slightly, seeing the confusion and irritation on his face. He walked closer, his eyes flicking between me and Damien like he was trying to solve a puzzle he didn’t like the look of.“Who is this man?” he asked.I couldn’t even answer. My lips moved, but nothing came out.Damien’s eyes