All Chapters of Bred by the Vortan Alphas : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Ronan's POV I couldn't shake the feeling that Lyra's words were laced with hidden motives, but what choice did I have? Refuse her offer and risk facing the Alpha's wrath alone? I couldn't be sure if she was genuinely trying to help me or if this was some elaborate trap.As I pondered, the dungeon door swung open, and one of the Alpha's guards stormed in, his eyes blazing with anger. He yanked me to my feet, and I knew it was time. Lyra's words echoed in my mind: "He's going to banish you, just as he announced in the Council." I remembered the words vividly I knelt before the Alpha, my eyes locked on his, searching for any hint of mercy. But his expression was stone-cold, his jaw clenched in fury. I knew Melissa had played a part in this; she was the puppet master pulling the strings.The Alpha's voice was like thunder as he banished me and my subordinates, forbidding us from ever setting foot in the Blackthorn pack again. His words sent a shiver down my spine, and I knew I had to

Alpha Magnus POVThe room was bathed in a warm, golden light, the air thick with the scent of old books and forgotten secrets. The papers on the desk rustled softly, as if stirred by a gentle breeze, though no wind seemed to be present.Suddenly, the air began to shimmer, like the surface of a pond disturbed by a thrown stone.A faint whisper echoed through the space, a soft, melodic hum that seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at once. The papers on the desk began to flutter, their pages rustling wildly as they lifted off the surface, dancing in the air.A white haze, like a veil of mist, swirled around the edges of the room, growing thicker and more defined with each passing moment. The haze coalesced, taking on a life of its own, and a figure began to emerge from its depths.Lady Celeste materialized in the room, her presence announced by a soft, whispery sigh. The air seemed to ripple, like the surface of a pond after a stone has been thrown, as she solidified into view.He

Alpha Magnus Vortan POVMelissa chuckled, a hint of uncertainty creeping into her voice."I didn't know, not until that very day," she said, her eyes flicking to mine.Celeste nodded, a knowing smile spreading across her face. "It's a gift. Your blood," she said, her voice filled with a sense of wonder.Melissa nodded, her eyes sparkling with curiosity."I'm so sorry, Lady Celeste, but I would be leaving now. The pack awaits me. It was nice to meet you."Celeste smiled, her eyes shining with warmth."Sure you can. We would talk some other time."We all smiled as Melissa left the room, the air filled with a sense of warmth and connection.Celeste's words hung in the air, her voice low and husky as she spoke."She is beautiful, bold, and smart. She has a great personality. I see why you love her. She is indeed powerful. She is like a light."My heart racing faster, Celeste's gaze seemed to bore into my soul, as if she had seen something hidden, something only she could perceive. Her eye

Prince Ronan's POV “I love the sound of that. I can't wait” she replied.My guards pulled the door as we alighted from the car. Jace and Brandon were already on there way to meet with us.His guards rushed immediately trying to stop us from having access to his Penthouse. But then Jace spoke.“Allow them in” he commanded as he turned to his guards immediately.I smiled, knowing I was the one having the upper hand at this point. I knew I could get them both my words about Melisa I held Sophia's hand as we walked into the penthouse smiling. Jace and Brandon gestured their hands as they told us to sit and be comfortable. “It's been a while” Jace began as he looked at me.“Oh yeah, It's been a while, A while since you tortured me, and captured Sophia, I guess” I answered as I stared at the decor in the room.“Oh no Ronan. That was because we thought you had a hand in her disappearance that night” Jace said as he tried to make me understand his point of view.“You didn't even care that

Jace's POVThe grand sitting room was a masterpiece of opulence, a testament to the my refined taste and wealth. As the breathtaking beauty that surrounded the house The room was bathed in a warm, white light that seemed to emanate from every corner, courtesy of the magnificent chandelier that hung from the ceiling like a shower of diamonds. The light danced and sparkled, casting a kaleidoscope of shadows on the walls and floor, and illuminating the intricate patterns and designs that adorned the furniture and decor.It was captivated by a stunning painting of Melissa, her beauty and elegance radiating from the canvas. The artist had captured her likeness with remarkable skill, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of admiration for the woman who had once been the center of my world.The room was a symphony of white and gold, with plush carpets, velvet drapes, and intricately carved furniture that seemed to glow with an inner light. The air was thick with the scent of fresh flowers, a