All Chapters of Captured by the Alpha's Love: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Zane’s POVI stood in the dining room, my eyes tracking Mabel as she walked out with Tina. It hit me harder than I expected. My wolf wanted me to go after her, but just as I started moving, Isabel appeared in the doorway, grinning like she had all the time in the world.I froze. If I chased after Mabel, she'd notice. And that’s the last thing I need."Why are you still here?" I snapped at Isabel, trying to control my frustration. "Who gave you the right to reprimand my pack members?"I could feel my wolf growling in the back of my mind. You should’ve gotten rid of her a long time ago. She’s nothing but a problem.I pinched the bridge of my nose, suppressing the anger bubbling up. "Isabel’s just a distraction. A fly with a big mouth. Even if she doesn’t know Mabel’s my mate, I’m not risking Mabel’s safety by letting her see how I look at her."My wolf wasn’t

Mabel's POVThe darkness hit me first. My eyelids fluttered, but I didn’t move right away. Something about the stillness of the room felt comforting, like it was all mine. The night had already settled, probably well past dinner. But I didn’t care. Not tonight.I let my head sink deeper into the pillow, burying my face in the softness, the warmth that clung to me. There was a scent lingering in the air—a mix of pine trees and chocolate. I inhaled again, confirming what I thought. It was definitely chocolate.I froze, blinking into the dark. That was odd. The room hadn’t smelled like that when I fell asleep. Now, it was almost… comforting. Like something familiar, something safe.I sat up a little, eyes scanning the room. I didn’t hear a sound, but I felt... strange. The scent wasn’t mine. It was Zane’s. But why was it here now, when he hadn't been here before I’d fallen asleep?The question didn't sit right. Why would he come? The

Zane’s POVI couldn't take the silence anymore."Do you think I was out of line, Alpha Zane?" Isabel's voice cut through the air, sweet yet biting. Her fingers tugged at my arm, trying to get me to listen, but all I could focus on was how her grip had no right to feel so desperate.I jerked my arm free, my muscles stiff. What was she trying to pull now? Things were going well—until they weren't."Do you?" she asked again, trying to mask the sharpness in her tone."Isabel, accusing a teenage girl of stealing food? Seriously?" I didn't bother hiding the frustration in my voice. "Do you really think my pack would come here to steal from us?"Her face tightened, lips pressed in a thin line. "But she was in the dark, Zane. How could she see anything if the lights were off?"I froze.The dark. She was right. Mabel had been in the dark. But why did that matter so much?I processed her words slowly,

Mabel’s POVI shifted on the bed, trying to ignore the heavy weight in my chest. Vivian’s words echoed in my mind, each one gnawing at me like a thousand tiny teeth. I was supposed to lie. Pretend I wasn’t from the Silverwood pack. Pretend that I wasn’t connected to anyone at all."Don't tell anyone you're from the Silverwood pack," Vivian had said. "The official story is that you grew up with your grandparents up North, and after they passed, you came here looking for a pack. We just happened to bump into each other by chance."I nodded along like I understood, even though I didn’t. "Do you remember the gas station where Alpha Zane bought snacks alone?" she asked. "It’s the place where you switched spots with Tyler."I nodded again, trying to recall anything that could make this whole situation clearer."That's where we met," Vivian added, her gaze never leaving me. "Fill in the gaps about your

Mabel’s POVI froze when I saw Zane standing in the doorway, staring at me with that unreadable expression. The way he looked at me made it feel like I was about to be scolded, even though I had no idea what I'd done wrong. I lowered my head, my throat tight."I apologize, Alpha Zane," I muttered, keeping my voice as small as I could.The door slammed shut behind him, the noise shocking me. I sucked in a breath, realizing he was already standing right in front of me—so close I could feel the heat of his body.It took him barely a second to close the gap between us.He grabbed my chin, fingers firm but not painfully so, and tilted my face up to meet his gaze. His eyes burned into mine, and I couldn’t look away."What did you call me?" His voice was harsh, like thunder rumbling through the air.I blinked, confused. What was he asking?But when I saw the intensity in his eyes, a small shiver ran