All Chapters of Captured by the Alpha's Love: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

Mabel’s POV"Restricted area? What do you mean by that?" I asked as Zane kept leading me through the thick brush."You will see in a minute," he said. His tone carried no explanation, only a promise, and he moved faster.I bit the inside of my cheek. My thoughts kept circling back to the same point. Was this worth it? My peace of mind seemed small compared to a war between packs, but still, people could get hurt. And there was no guarantee I would even be happy at the end.My wolf didn’t care. She kept repeating the same thing: Zane needed to deal with Lydia first. If I forgave him before that, she would snap. Her rage sat heavy inside me, ready to explode.I was about to bring it up again when I saw his eyes glaze. He was mind-linking someone."Did something happen?" I asked."No," he said quickly. "We are entering a restricted area. I told patrol to keep clear."His calm didn’t ease me. The

Zane’s POV"Can she even see me from up there?"The thought hit as I cut through the dark water, lungs burning, arms pulling hard against the current. The waterfall had tossed me around like a toy, but I steadied myself and swam until the pressure eased. My chest heaved when I surfaced, dragging in a sharp breath that stung.It had been a long time since I pulled a stunt like this. The freefall, the roar in my ears, the mist hiding whatever waited below—it was reckless and addictive. For someone who built his life on control, I kept finding myself chasing the thrill of losing it.But beneath that rush, only one thing echoed in my mind. Mabel.I shoved my hair back and scanned the rock ledge where we had been sitting minutes earlier. My gut twisted. She was still standing there, small against the gray sky. Did she watch me fall? Did she admire it, or think I was just being stupid?For a second, pride swelled in me

Mabel’s POV “What about Lydia?” I asked, the words slipping out before I could hold them back.Zane’s mouth pulled into a sharp line. “Your wolf wanted me to deal with her without announcing that we are mates. I’ll handle it.”I frowned. “Aren’t the Elders working on getting Lydia to back off?” I hadn’t heard a thing since Samson and Charlie left the packhouse.“They are useless cowards,” Zane said flatly. “If they had any value, I wouldn’t have dismissed them as my advisors.”“So, they made no progress,” I muttered, piecing together his meaning.He gave a curt nod. “As I said, I’ll deal with Lydia. If your wolf is anything like mine…” He paused, eyes flicking toward me. “Is she listening right now?”“I don’t think so.”He cleared his throat. That aw

Lydia’s POV “Why can’t I catch a break for once?” I muttered, pressing my back to the cool wall and listening for footsteps.Alpha Gregory might punish me if I got caught snooping, but what could he really do? In a few days I’d be gone, shipped off to the Stonebrook pack. He wouldn’t dare risk pushing me toward Zane too early.Still, I had to play this game smart. My father had used me as a pawn my whole life, and I’d learned one rule from him: information was power. That was why I tailed Wendy instead of Gregory or Zachary. Following them was too risky. Wendy, though, slipped into places quietly, and no one looked twice if I shadowed her. She was supposed to be my best friend, after all.I peeked left and right down the second-floor hallway. Empty. My pulse steadied. The lounge door was ajar, and I leaned closer, hoping for voices. Silence.One minute ticked by. My patience snapped. I sli

Lydia’s POV“Victor, this is my daughter, Lydia. I was just praising your abilities.”My father’s voice rang with pride.Victor’s reply came smooth, eyes never leaving Alpha Gregory. “You flatter me, Alpha.”I stood frozen, my wolf thrumming beneath my skin for the first time in weeks. She was awake. Real. That meant the man standing in front of me wasn’t a dream. He was flesh and bone.Father’s gaze lingered on Victor with approval. “This is what I like about you. Always humble, no matter how high you reach.”Then he turned toward me, as if noticing how awkwardly I hovered. “Victor is undefeated among commanders. He could claim any privilege he wants, yet he trains with warriors, volunteers for cleanup, and pushes himself harder than anyone else. Tristan looks up to him, and so do I.”Victor dipped his head slightly. “It’s my ho