Semua Bab The Runaway Alpha Daughter:Christmas With The Ruthless Mate : Bab 31 - Bab 40

The room was quiet... Too quiet.Philipa stirred slowly, her brows knitting as pain rippled through her body. Every muscle protested as awareness crept back in. Her arms throbbed, her legs felt heavy, and her head pulsed faintly, as if someone had been tapping it from the inside.She hissed softly and opened her eyes.The familiar ceiling of the hostel room greeted her. Sunlight filtered through the narrow window, pale and warm, brushing lightly over her face. For a moment, she simply lay there, breathing, grounding herself.“I’m alive…” she murmured.As she tried to sit up, a sharp ache shot through her side and she groaned, falling back onto the mattress. Only then did she realize—her wounds felt… different.Lighter. Less raw.She frowned and slowly lifted her arm.Clean bandages wrapped neatly around her forearm. The angry bruises from training had been treated with healing salve, their dark edges already fading. Her legs were the same—carefully cleaned, dressed, and tended.Her he

Back at Crestmoon Pack…The heavy wooden doors of the Alpha’s study slammed shut as Kadel’s angry voice thundered through the room.“Do you think you are above discipline now?!” he barked.Kaden knelt in the center of the room, his jaw clenched, his eyes burning with defiance. His tutor stood by the wall, his face pale, one cheek still red from the slap he had received earlier.“I only did what he deserved,” Kaden said stubbornly. “He spoke to me like I was nothing.”Kadel’s eyes flared with rage.“You raised your hand against a tutor!” he roared. “Do you know what that means?”He stepped forward, lifting his hand to strike Kaden.Before his palm could land, Lyria rushed between them and grabbed his wrist.“Stop it!” she cried. “Have you lost your mind?”She turned to Kaden immediately, pulling him to his feet and inspecting him as if he were the one injured. “Are you hurt?” she asked softly. “Did he scare you?”Kadel stared at her in disbelief.“You are encouraging this madness?” he

Using the immediate chaos, as some of the staff hurried toward where the alarm was blaring, Draven moved swiftly and decisively. He grabbed Philipa’s wrist and pulled her along dark corridors, keeping close to the walls, slipping through shadows and blind spots he clearly knew by heart. Curious students were being ushered back into their hostels, night patrols guards shouting orders, boots pounding against stone floors. No one noticed them.By the time the noise began to die down, they were already back inside their hostel.Draven locked the door quietly behind them.Philipa’s legs nearly gave out. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she struggled to catch her breath, her heart still racing from fear and adrenaline. Her hands trembled uncontrollably.Draven steadied her by the shoulders. “Breathe,” he said quietly but firmly. “You’re safe. For now.”It took a few moments before her breathing finally slowed. Only then did the weight of what had almost happened crash down on her.“What…

Back at BloodFall Pack…Saxon stood stiffly in the study, his head slightly bowed in respect as he finished delivering his report. Devon sat behind the wide obsidian desk, fingers steepled, his expression unreadable—until the final words left Saxon’s mouth.“…the investigation is complete, Beta Devon. There is no doubt about it anymore. Jordan Kadel is not male. She is Alpha Kadel’s daughter, Philipa of Crestmoon Pack. She has been hiding in the academy under a false identity.”For a heartbeat, the room was silent.Then Devon laughed.It was low, satisfied, almost triumphant. He leaned back in his chair, eyes glinting with vindication. “I knew it,” he said softly. “I knew Kadel was lying. That coward thought he could outsmart BloodFall.”Saxon remained silent, though his jaw tightened. Devon rose to his feet, pacing slowly, already imagining the leverage this revelation gave him—the control, the power, the certainty that his earlier decisions had been right.But before he could speak

Two minutes later, Lyria left her chamber.Her face was carefully arranged into a picture of worry and concern—eyes soft, steps hurried but controlled. Anyone who saw her would think she was a devoted Luna burdened by fear for her mate.Behind her, Kaden stayed back, pretending to study after many months of not doing so, while keeping one ear alert. If Kadel suddenly demanded Lyria’s presence, he was ready with an excuse.Lyria arrived at the pack healer’s quarters.The healer, rose immediately when she saw her.“My Luna,” she greeted respectfully. “You look troubled. What is wrong?”That was all the opening Lyria needed.She sighed deeply and sat down, pressing a hand to her chest.“It’s the Alpha,” she said softly. “Philipa’s disappearance has destroyed him. He barely eats. He barely sleeps. His health is declining, and I… I don’t know what to do anymore.”Her voice cracked at the right moment.The healer’s expression softened instantly.“You are a good Luna,” she said kindly. “Few