All Chapters of Kidnapped by the Alpha : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter 12 – Shadows Kept SilentAria’s hands trembled as she bent to gather the fallen scrolls. They slipped from her fingers once, twice, as if the words inked into them had become suddenly too heavy for her to bear. Her heartbeat thundered against her ribs, drowning out the quiet of the archive.Lucien’s scent still clung to the stones—iron and smoke, sharp as a blade pressed to skin. She wanted to believe she had imagined him, that the crimson fire in his eyes and the venom of his voice were nothing more than shadows twisting in her sleepless mind. But the lingering trace of him in the air was undeniable proof. He had been here. He had cornered her. And he had spoken truths—or lies sharp enough to masquerade as truths—that she could not forget.Every instinct screamed for her to run to Kael. To throw herself into the Alpha’s arms, confess everything, let his strength swallow her fear. Kael could crush Lucien’s threat with a single command, silence the darkness that had coiled arou

Chapter 14 – Whispers in the CouncilThe council chamber smelled of smoke and cedar, the long table scarred by years of claws and tempers. Torches guttered in iron sconces, throwing the elders’ faces into shifting relief: ridges of age, hard mouths, eyes that had learned to read a season’s worth of betrayals in a single glance. Outside, the packhouse settled into the slow, restless breathing of a community that had weathered storms and still worried at every unfamiliar sound.Rowan sat at the far end of the table, arms folded, jaw set like granite. He watched the Alpha’s empty chair as if Kael’s absence were an insult spat in the middle of the floor. Kael had not come. Not tonight. That fact, simple and blunt, rankled him more than the burns on his ribs from the last skirmish or the damp that clung to the stones. In Rowan’s opinion, leadership meant being present when the pack needed you. Leaving questions unanswered was a kind of negligence.“She is not one of us,” Elder Moric said,

Chapter 16 – The Rogue’s GambitThe night air tasted of iron and ash, sharp and sour, a memory of blood left to crust in the hollows of the earth. Lucien stood at the ragged border of Shadow Fang territory like a king without a crown, crimson eyes like coals buried beneath bone. The moon hung broken and thin above the trees, a pale scythe that barely cut the dark. Around him his rogues crouched low, a tangle of bodies hunched against the cold: lean, scarred, and hungry. They breathed in synchronized rasps that sounded more like the exhalations of predators than men; Lucien fed that hunger with every word.“Kael weakens,” he said, voice low and precise as a blade. The words slipped into the night and settled like frost. “His wolves look to him and see hesitation. They see him protecting a human instead of sharpening his claws. The cracks in his rule are showing. Tonight, we widen them.”A ripple of snarls answered, eager and malevolent. The rogues had been tempered by exile and blood;

Chapter 18 – Threads of the HuntThe forest was too quiet.It wasn’t the kind of quiet born from peace, but one that pressed in from every side, stifling even the sound of her own breathing. Aria felt it first as a prickle at the base of her neck, then as a weight settling across her chest. Her protective wards trembled, faint sparks flickering like static along her skin. The air itself quivered as if resisting something vast and merciless.Someone—or something—was pressing against them.Not someone. Him.The tether was unmistakable. Cold. Purposeful. A deliberate thread winding straight into her soul like barbed wire. Lucien.Her lungs tightened, refusing her breath for one sharp moment. She forced stillness into her body, forcing her shoulders to lower and her heart to steady. Panic would only sharpen his claws. He wanted her unbalanced, thrashing like a deer tangled in its own terror. He fed on that weakness.Instead, she pressed her bare feet into the earth, grounding herself to t

Chapter 20 – The Breaking PointLight and shadow convulsed, tearing the clearing apart.Aria’s body shook with the force of her own power, every nerve aflame, every heartbeat pounding like a drum of war. Her vision blurred at the edges, gold fire swimming before her eyes as if the world itself was burning. She had never burned so brightly, never felt so close to unraveling. The air was molten, heavy with the scent of scorched leaves, and each breath dragged heat and ash into her lungs until she thought she might choke on her own fury.The ground quaked beneath her feet. Roots tore free of the soil, earth split open as if the forest could no longer contain the storm raging at its heart. The very world seemed to recoil from the clash of two powers too fierce, too absolute, to share the same space without shattering it.Lucien advanced through the blaze.His body was a silhouette carved in living shadow, each step steady, inevitable. Darkness clung to him like armor, writhing, whispering