All Chapters of Alpha Adrain: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Alpha Adrain POV I wished I could leave my seat, cross the distance between us, and pull her into my arms. Share the smile that lit her face. Feel the warmth of the moment instead of watching it from a distance like a stranger. But I stayed seated. Neutral. Even if I remained silent, tongues would still wag. Rumors always found a way. I told myself I didn’t care.Not crossing the stream that morning had been one of my better decisions. Even after spotting William’s discarded clothes on the far bank, I had forced myself to turn back. Some things were better left untouched…for now.I moved through the line of alphas, exchanging firm handshakes. When I reached Alpha Jack, he suddenly became deeply interested in his phone, pretending to take a call. I skipped him without a word.Once the formalities ended, I headed for Juana’s quarters. I hadn’t seen her since the confrontation. Part of me hoped the storm inside her had finally settled. Juana was not a woman one approached while her t

Alpha Adrian POVShe didn’t just learn. She absorbed.Everything I threw at her…forms, footwork, pressure points…she took in and made her own within hours. It was almost unsettling.I kept searching for the thing that still held her back from becoming truly dangerous. Self-doubtIf she ever stopped second-guessing herself… if she could take the stability training and the rest of it the same way she had taken to throwing a punch… the sky wouldn’t even be her limit. It would only be the beginning.II picked up my phone and called Beta.“Greetings, Alpha Adrian.”“Greetings, Mike. I need the training set moved to the garden. Tonight. Before morning.”“It will be done.”“Good.”A short pause. “Alpha… you have a letter. From Benny.”I leaned back in my chair. “What’s it say?”“Permission to open?”“Granted.”Silence stretched for a few seconds while he scanned the page.“Summarise.”“He’s claiming he’s seriously ill. He wants to see his son.”I stared at the wall. “Permission denie

Alpha Adrian POVI received no response. She was already asleep, the soft curve of her body pressed against mine. Her breathing was steady, warm against my chest.I closed my eyes and followed her into sleep. In the morning I left a single red rose on the pillow beside her, along with a short note instructing her to take fresh clothes from my wardrobe. Then I slipped out quietly. The garden was still cool when I arrived. I moved through the training equipment, checking straps, weights, and mats with practiced efficiency. Everything was in order. “Morning, Alpha.” Her voice pulled my attention. I turned. She stood at the edge of the grass in the same black toga dress from the day before. The fabric clung to her figure, the morning light catching the bare line of her shoulders. She hadn’t read the note. “You didn’t see what I left for you,” I said. She frowned slightly. “I didn’t see anything.” My gaze dropped over the dress. “You can’t train in that.” I nodded toward

Alpha Adrian POVThe howls tore through the night like knives.Three voices. Sharp. Urgent. No hesitation in them.One look into their eyes and I already understood the communication.I vaulted the balcony rail and summoned Brax mid-fall. Fur exploded across my skin. Bones shifted with a wet crack. I landed on four paws and ran.We ran toward the prison yard and arrived just in time. The natural hill that sealed the eastern side had done its work…most of the prisoners had abandoned any hope of climbing it. They flooded instead toward the giant exit gates, a dark mass of bodies and makeshift weapons.Paulo’s mind-link slammed into every head in range.“Anyone who wants to live, get back to your cells. Now.”A handful turned. The rest kept coming.The collision was ugly.The fight that followed left casualties on both sides.Claws met flesh. Teeth met bone. Screams mixed with growls. I tore through the first line, jaws closing on a throat, then another. Blood sprayed hot across my muz

Roxellena POVThree days. Three days since I last saw Alpha Adrian. I hadn’t spoken to him. Hadn’t even caught a glimpse of him in the training grounds. Instead, I threw myself into solitary training—morning and night, without rest. My knuckles were raw, my muscles screamed, and still I kept going. If I stopped, the silence in my head became too loud. I drove my fist into the dummy one final time. The impact rattled up my arm. Above me, the sky had already begun to darken. Night was settling in. I wiped the sweat from my brow and headed back toward the hotel. The moment I stepped into the hallway, I knew something was wrong. A crowd stood packed around my bed. Girls from the training camp whispered among themselves, some glancing over their shoulders as I approached. My steps slowed. Then she stepped forward. The same girl who had watched me with open jealousy during our first week of training. Eliana. Her lips curved into something that wasn’t quite a smile. “Th