Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mated To The Quadruplets Lycan Alphas : Kabanata 151 - Kabanata 160

Rose's pov“I need your help,” I said immediately when Laura opened the door, the words rushing out of me before I could breathe.“I was wondering when you were going to come. And you know you didn’t even have to ask—you’re welcome to sleep in my room whenever you like.” She turned her back to me as she walked deeper into her room, casual, unaware of the storm spinning in my chest.Following her from behind, I shook my head. “That’s not why I am here. That’s not the help I need.”She stopped and turned to face me, her brows drawing together.“Oh. I thought since your room is ruined you want to sleep in my place,” she said.“How can I sleep in a time like this?” I asked, my voice tighter than I meant it to be. She sighed, shoulders drooping slightly.“So what help do you seek from me?” she asked, and I stepped closer, lowering my voice.“I need your help in breaking Kavian out of his cell.”Laura’s eyes widened, her pupils dilating like she’d been slapped.“What? You can’t be serious,”

Rose’s POV“No. Kavian!”I forced myself up, legs shaking, and sprinted toward him.“Get out of my way!” I shouted, shoving through the wall of men, my palms stinging as I pushed them aside until I finally reached him—reached the place where half of my father’s blade was protruding from Kavian's back.My gaze jerked from my father to Kavian, dread pounding in my chest. Without a word, my father yanked the sword free, the metallic scrape turning my stomach. He stepped back as Kavian dropped to his knees, and I lunged forward, catching him before he collapsed completely.“Kavian…” I whispered, tears burning my eyes as my hand pressed over his wound, warm blood slipping between my fingers. “Don’t move. I’ll heal you.”“You will do no such thing,” my father said sharply.I spun toward him, fury and disbelief twisting inside me. Words rose to my tongue—words I knew I might regret, or maybe wouldn’t regret at all—but I didn’t get the chance to speak them.“Rose…”Kavian’s voice pulled me ba

Kavian’s povI haven’t fully healed from the stab wound in my stomach, the flesh still throbbing with a deep, burning ache that made every step feel like fire. I was still bound with thick, strong chains—heavy, cold metal biting into my wrists and ankles—while about four men gripped the extended links, holding me in place like some prized war trophy.They marched me forward as my father, my brothers, and our army advanced toward the pack gates. I could sense the misplaced optimism radiating from Alpha Stefan and his men; they truly believed they stood a chance against my father. Watching them puff their chests with false courage made a hollow pity settle in my chest. They were all playing with their lives. The fact that all three packs and their alphas had joined forces meant absolutely nothing.They would be destroyed. That was the truth. And it weighed heavily on me because these were my mate’s people—her city. The last thing I wanted was to see it reduced to ash.My father, Alpha K

Rose’s povI couldn’t believe my eyes. It felt unreal—like my mind had slipped into a nightmare I couldn’t wake from. One moment my aunty was alive, whispering that it was going to be alright… and the next, her head was rolling across the floor. I had never screamed so loud in my life, yet somehow everything still felt silent, like the world had gone numb with me.My mates’ father—he was the one who delivered the killing blow to my precious aunty. And he’d said so casually to my father that my head would be next.I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t even form a single thought. It all felt distant, muffled, dreamlike—until a sudden force knocked him backwards. He flew across the ground.Kavian.He had struck his father.“Run!” he yelled. It took seconds—long, useless seconds—for the word to process. My legs didn’t recognize the command at first. Nothing did. But suddenly instinct took over, and I ran. I ran as fast as my body would let me, tears blurring everything, breath tearing in and out o

Rose’s pov“Stop there!”…The shouts and threats were nonstop, echoing through the woods as we were chased down by Alpha King Armon’s men. Leaves and branches whipped past us, the thundering of hooves shaking the ground beneath the horse. But none of that mattered—not the danger behind us, not the cold wind stinging my face—because all I could see in my mind was Kavian… the last moment I saw him… the three merciless blades coming down on him.Is he really dead?No. He can’t be dead.The thought sank claws into my chest, squeezing until the pain felt physical—sharp, suffocating.“Do not cry. I promise I won’t let them hurt you… just hold on to me tightly,” Tristan said, forcing the horse faster. Only then did I realize the warm streaks on my cheeks weren’t from the wind. I was crying—but not for the reason he assumed. The danger didn’t matter. My tears were for Kavian.“We have to go back,” I whispered, then said louder, “We have to go back.”“What? What do you mean we have to go back?