All Chapters of The Alpha’s Secret Love: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Nate’s POV“You have been everywhere lately. First, you took her without my blessing from the one whom she was supposed to get married to and now you lost her?”“You want me to believe that you have no hand in this? Now that I know Leon did not do anything, I have a lot more reasons to believe all of this has been carefully orchestrated by you.”“And?”“You want my blood but you are too scared I take it and want to hide under the umbrella of my mate to do it. Here I am, kill me.” I said as I threw my hands in the air. I saw the way he narrowed his eyes past me and I smirked.“I know you are too scared to do it. Now, listen. Whatever you have done to Layla, you will not get away with it.”He sped towards me and grabbed my neck. I began to laugh as I allowed his pack to watch him harass me. I took out my dagger and stuck it in his hands then I made the pointy end come in contact with my stomach.“Go ahead, do it.”He looked at me angrily and maybe for once, he allowed his emotions to ge

Layla's POV“Layla!”“Irene!” I exclaimed as I rushed past him to hug the girl behind him. “I knew you were alive!”I intentionally left him there. I even acknowledged Andrew's presence."I never wanted to deceive you, Layla," Andrew pleaded. “I don't understand all of this. All I have ever wanted was to make you happy.”His words hung in the air, a delicate plea echoing through the moonlit night. I met his gaze, uncertainty, and anger battling within me. “By tearing us apart?"Nate's eyes bore a mix of regret and determination. "I thought I was doing what was best. I failed to realize that there were enemies around and we were not safe.”The echoes of his confession reverberated through the room. The revelation had torn through the fabric of our trust, and Nate's pursuit of redemption became a desperate bid to mend what had been irrevocably broken.“I can’t be here with you. Come, Irene.” I took the girl and went in with Maya. I did not see him again till evening when I was out in th

Hannah's POVIn the shadowed recesses of my consciousness, a sinister plot unfurled like a venomous bloom. My name, once whispered with reverence, now lingered as a harbinger of malevolence. HANNAH – the ex-mate of Alpha Nate but far from forgotten.My return to the pack was calculated, fueled by a burning desire for retribution. Elena never needed to know that she was merely a tool. I had become a specter, an echo of vengeance that haunted the edges of their lives.The concubine, Elena, danced through the clearing, a delicate figure unaware of the webs I was weaving around her. It was a malevolent ballet, and I, the orchestrator, reveled in the unfolding drama. At least she got to enjoy life a little.One evening, beneath the cascading hues of the setting sun, I approached Nate with feigned innocence. "Nate," I purred, my voice a silky whisper that cut through the evening air, "it's been too long."He turned, his eyes narrowing as recognition flickered. "Hannah," he growled, a mixtur

Nate's POVThe air crackled with tension as Layla’s contractions began, coinciding with the unexpected arrival of her uncle, Augustus, at the pack. The timing couldn't have been more precarious, and the palpable struggle for dominance hung heavy in the room.“What brings you here?”“You did send me a note to come see for myself that my niece is safe.”“Are you sure you are here for that or do you want to finish up the work you never got to complete?”“The Luna needs you now.”“What is wrong with her?” Augustus quickly asked Irene before she left.“She is in labor.”“What?” The girl did not bother to reply again and let as we followed her and I entered while he was made to wait outside.It somehow was suspicious that he came right after Hannah left."I don't need him here," Layla gritted her teeth between contractions, her eyes locking onto mine for reassurance. The pain etched on her face mirrored the emotional turmoil within the room."Augustus has no place here," I agreed, my voice

Layla's POVThe moon hung high in the night sky, casting an ethereal glow over the packhouse. Its silvery light spilled into our quarters, creating shadows that danced along the walls. Recent events had left me uneasy, a sense of foreboding settling over me like a heavy shroud.My uncle's departure after the duel had carried with it a promise of consequences, and I couldn't shake the nagging worry that danger lurked in the shadows and now there were talks of an attack.I paced by the window, my fur catching the cool breeze that whispered through the trees. The rustling leaves seemed to carry a secret, a tale of uncertainty that begged for answers. I couldn't let Augustus's ominous warning go unchallenged. The pack's safety hung in the balance, and I needed to confront the shadows that lingered beyond our sanctuary.With a resolute breath, I left the confines of our quarters and ventured into the heart of the packhouse. The moonlit path beckoned, its silver rays guiding my way. As I ap