All Chapters of Daddy Alpha, Take Me : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

~Lucian The deep silence within me did the counting of how many days that had passed without seeing or feeling Nadia beside me. It stretched through the halls, settled into the walls, lingered in every corner of the pack house like something that refused to leave. Like something that had been taken… and left a hollow behind. I stood in the middle of my room for a moment, unmoving. The loose shirt on my body hung carelessly, barely noticeable against my skin. Nothing felt right anymore. Not the air. Not the space. Not even myself. I dragged a slow breath in and turned, walking out of the room without thinking too much about where I was going. My feet already knew. The home bar. Of course. My steps were steady, but everything around me felt distant, like I was walking through a place I used to know but no longer belonged to. I stepped inside and paused. Nothing had changed. The glasses were still arranged neatly. The bottles stood exactly where they always had. The chair… the

~NadiaThe silence in the house felt unfamiliar and quiet.I sat still, my hands resting on my lap, my gaze fixed on nothing in particular. The walls around me were plain, worn in places, carrying the quiet life of someone who had lived alone for far too long. It wasn’t comforting… but it wasn’t cruel either.And right now, that was enough.A slow breath slipped past my lips as my thoughts drifted again, pulling me back to the moment I walked out of Ashenhowl.I didn’t know where I was going. I didn’t have a plan. I just knew I couldn’t stay there. Not after everything I had heard. Not after everything they had kept from me.So I left.I walked through the night. Through the cold. Through paths I didn’t even recognize.I remembered the emptiness more than anything else, like something had been ripped out of me and nothing had taken its place.But then a man had found me wandering without direction, barely aware of where I was stepping, and brought me here without asking too many quest

~Aiden The air smelled like smoke, sweat, and victory. Ashenhowl had never sounded like this before. Drums thundered in uneven rhythms, some fast, some wild…no coordination, no structure, just raw celebration. Wolves howled into the sky, their voices overlapping in a chaotic harmony that echoed through the forest. Laughter broke out in bursts, sharp and loud, followed by claps, stomps, and the shrill notes of flutes that someone had probably dug out from storage just for this moment. We had won. For the first time in what felt like forever, no one was looking over their shoulder. I stood just outside the pack house, leaning slightly against one of the wooden pillars, my hands tucked deep into my pockets. A slow smile stretched across my face as I watched them. Guards who had barely spoken more than a few words to each other before were now throwing arms around shoulders, shouting songs at the top of their lungs. Some had already shifted, their wolves darting through the clearing

~LucianHer weight settled fully into my arms the moment I secured my hold on her, and for a fraction of a second, everything else disappeared again.“Nadia.”Her name left me lower now, steadier, as I adjusted my grip and rose to my full height without hesitation. There was no response from her, no movement beyond the faint rhythm of her breathing against my arm.That was enough to move me.I turned immediately toward the pack clinic.“Clear the way.”I ordered, my voice carrying through the silence that had fallen over the crowd. The wolves responded instantly, stepping aside, creating space before I even took my first step.My strides were long and purposeful, each step driven by urgency I did not allow to show beyond my pace. The world around me blurred into motion, voices rising behind me as the crowd followed at a distance, their earlier celebration completely forgotten.I did not look back.My focus remained on the woman in my arms.She felt lighter than she should have been. T

~AidenThe pack had not looked like this in years.Everywhere I turned, something was being built, arranged, or prepared. Fires were being set in even rows across the clearing, long tables carried into place, fabrics hung between carved posts to mark the center of the celebration grounds. The scent of fresh wood and earth mixed with the faint remains of last night’s victory.It was loud again.Not chaotic like before, but alive in a different way. Purposeful.A triple celebration… Victory.The return of our Luna.And the life she carried.I stood at the center of it all, watching as the final arrangements came together, my hands resting behind my back as I gave quiet instructions where needed.“Shift those torches a little wider. The space needs to stay clear.”The worker nodded quickly and adjusted without question.Everything had to be right. Not just for the pack. But for them.For the first time in a long time, this was not about survival.It was about something worth holding onto