All Chapters of Captured by the Alpha's Love: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Zane’s POV“Alpha Zane, don’t you think you went too far?” Alpha Richard’s voice cut across the noise as he motioned toward Isabel’s swollen cheek.I slid an arm around Mabel’s waist and pulled her close, giving her a small smile before turning to Richard.“Too far? Less than a week ago your daughter stormed into my packhouse. She was marked hostile. I warned you then that if she came near me without my consent, I’d treat her as an enemy. You promised me she’d understand what she did wrong. Seems your word didn’t hold. So here she is, again, throwing herself at me. Tell me, Alpha, how would you deal with a repeat offender who ignores every warning?”Richard’s lips pressed thin. He had no comeback. Everything I said was true and the crowd around us knew it.Whispers stirred. Everyone remembered how Isabel had been banned from the Stonebrook’ territor

Mabel’s POV“Why does my name tag say Mrs. Blake?” I whispered the words before my brain could stop me.Zane smirked like he had been waiting for me to notice. The table for six had only two cards. One read Alpha Zane. The other, neatly written in cursive, Mrs. Blake. My pulse jumped. If anyone saw it, I would melt into the floor.I flipped the card upside down, palms damp. No one here called him Zane Blake. They knew him as Alpha Zane. Maybe nobody would bother reading tiny swirls on a card. Please let nobody read it.Zane didn’t seem bothered. He leaned back in his chair, content. He had arranged everything, even who would not sit near us. No Silverwood. No Steelbite. No Elders. I should have felt safer, but my stomach twisted. He wanted everyone to see me. Not hidden, not forgotten. A woman at his side, not just a fling. He said it meant protection. I wasn’t sure.The servers moved quickly, dropping

Mabel’s POV"Are you seeing this?" someone whispered behind me. "Alpha Zane’s kissing her right in the middle of the garden."I kept my eyes on Zane’s hand as it settled on my waist. His hold was firm, almost possessive. The whispers around us grew louder, a mix of disbelief and envy. I didn’t need sharp ears to catch the word shameless repeated again and again.It wasn’t just the kiss. Everyone here had seen the way we walked in together, side by side, his arm already around me like I belonged to him. No one had ever seen him treat anyone this way.And they remembered Isabel. How he had sent her straight to the dungeon earlier, bruised and humiliated. The Steelbite princess had always thrown herself at him. People could put the pieces together. They knew he had done it for me.Now he was feeding me, smiling at me, acting softer than I had ever seen. For wolves who had only known Zane as cold

Mabel’s POV“Do you like dancing with me?” Zane’s voice brushed my ear as we stepped off the dance floor.I laughed, breathless, my cheeks still warm. “You already know I do.”He arched a brow. “I want to hear you say it.”“You’re an amazing dancer.”His grin spread slow, like he’d won something. “Only because you’re my partner, kitten.”Heat rushed to my face again, and I hid it by glancing toward our table. My legs still felt light, like the music hadn’t left me yet. Zane’s scent lingered on my skin—earth and forest, faintly sweet like chocolate. I didn’t care how many songs had passed. All I remembered was his steady hold, the way he spun me and pulled me back close, teasing me with near kisses that never landed. My stomach still flipped at the memory.We reached the table, but before I could sit, Navy

Zane’s POV“Elder Parker, to what do we owe this pleasure?” I asked, already tired of the weight he brought with him.The man’s presence alone soured the air. Adrian shifted at my side, silent but solid. Trevon had slipped away a moment earlier to meet his father, leaving the two of us facing Parker without cover.Parker’s lips pulled into something that was not quite a smile. “I hear you came with a date.”“So?” I kept my voice flat.His eyes narrowed. “Shouldn’t you be with your future Luna?”“You mean the woman you chose to be my Luna?”He tilted his head, tone as casual as if he were discussing the weather. “I am only reminding you not to offend people unnecessarily. You have no Luna. Some of us are willing to help you find a suitable candidate. The Stonebrook pack is large, yet a small handful of people manage it. A Luna wou