All Chapters of The Alpha’s Girl: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

~ Bryain ~The wedding day arrived like a dream we’d all been waiting for.The big oak tree by the water had been decorated with white ribbons, fresh wildflowers, and strings of tiny lights that would glow when the sun went down. Rows of wooden chairs faced the simple arch made of branches and roses. The whole pack was there, hundreds of people dressed in their best, smiling, whispering, already tearing up before anything even started.Three aisles had been made down the center so all three couples could walk at the same time. It felt right, like we were doing this together, as family.First came the music, a gentle guitar and violin playing a song Kathryn had picked because it reminded her of lazy summer days. Everyone stood.Lily and Kathryn appeared at the start of the aisle, arm-in-arm with their dad, he looked so proud his chest puffed out, eyes shiny. He wore a dark gray suit that matched ours, and he kept squeezing both his daughters’ h

~ Lily ~One Year LaterThe pack lands felt different now, but not because the trees or the lake had changed, but because everything carried a new sweetness. Tiny voices floated on the breeze: giggles from the grass, little feet thumping across porches, soft coos that could turn even the grumpiest elder into a grinning fool.It all began exactly one year ago, right after our triple wedding.Kathryn and I found out we were pregnant the same week. We took the tests side by side on the edge of my tub—like teenagers waiting for life-changing news. When those two pink lines appeared on both sticks, we screamed so loud Bryain and Army came sprinting from the living room, convinced someone was dying.They froze in the doorway.“You’re both…?” Army started.“Pregnant!” Kathryn yelled, waving the tests like trophies.Bryain stared at me for a beat, then scooped me up and spun me until I was dizzy and laughing. “We’re having a baby,” he kept saying, l

~ Lucas pov ~18 years later.My name is Lucas Justin. I’m eighteen years old, and for as long as I can remember, I’ve felt like I had to be strong all the time. Like I was carrying something heavy that no one else could see. I didn’t really have a choice.My dad always said our pack was like a house made of cards. It might look strong and beautiful from far away, but one small mistake could make everything fall apart. And he worried the most about us weredogs.“Stay away from the wolves, son,” he would say every night. His voice was deep and rough, like stones scraping together. He usually said it while sitting by the fire, slowly sharpening his old hunting knife. “They might smile at you and act friendly. But the moment you turn your back, they can hurt you.”I didn’t fully understand everything back then. I just knew one thing that Dad was scared, and when your father is scared, you learn to be careful too.When I was little, the clearing felt like th

Around me, the crowd burst into laughter, some kids pointed at me and a few even pretended to scream, mocking my mother.“Help meee!” one of them cried dramatically.A girl bent over laughing so hard she had tears in her eyes.“No wonder he’s always alone,” she said. “Who would want to be friends with a cursed kid?”I couldn’t move, I just stood there, fists shaking at my sides.Breathe, I told myself.For Dad and for Mom.“That’s not—” I tried to say, but my voice broke before I could finish.Rylan stepped forward and shoved me hard. Our chests bumped.“Not what?” he sneered. “Not true? Then say it. Or are you too scared?”The shove didn’t stop there.Rylan pulled back his fist and punched me in the jaw. My head snapped to the side, and bright sparks filled my vision. I stumbled, the taste of blood sharp in my mouth.But something inside me refused to stay down. I swung back without thinking, my fist hitting his shoulder. It wasn

He forced his mouth on hers, rough and cruel. She pushed against him, her hands shaking as she tried to break free. The others laughed and cheered like it was some kind of joke.That was it.Something inside me broke.The world felt different, hotter.For once, I didn’t stop to think, I didn’t tell myself to stay calm and I didn’t care what would happen next.I moved.I slammed into Ryan, knocking him off her. My fist hit his jaw hard, he stumbled back, surprised, and let her go.Amelia fell to the ground, coughing. “Lucas!”Ryan rushed at me, swinging his fist, I ducked and punched him in the stomach. He bent over, gasping for air.Jake grabbed my shirt from the side, trying to pull me down. I drove my elbow back into his ribs. He cried out and let go.The other guy jumped onto my back, wrapping his arms around my neck. I staggered, then threw myself backward, slamming him into the wall. He fell to the ground with a groan.Every