Alice In Borderland Season 3 Novels & Stories

His tone was cold, “Because of your overly optimistic view, you have stopped me from looking for her many times. She almost got ruined, yet you still show no ounce of guilt. On the contrary, you hope that she would be even more injured.” Joshua sneered, “Alice, even if you don’t like Luna, she has never once hurt you, right?” Alice was a little stunned. She bit her lips rather aggrievedly. “Joshua, you misunderstood my intentions. I’m just worried for her…” Then, Alice wiped away tears from her reddened eyes. “I’m from Sea City. I have heard of how vicious Liam Clark is. When you said that Luna was taken away by Liam, I was worried for her…”

Not a question. "Three months before your transfer papers listed her as deceased." He crosses to the window. Stands with his back to me, looking at the warped frame, the thread of light coming through. "She came to the border. Asked to see me personally. That doesn't happen — Alphas don't take border requests, there's a whole intake process, but she gave the guard a word." He pauses. "A specific word that meant she had information relevant to pack security." "What word."

You just had to survive long enough to find it. But as we reached the dining room and I could already hear Vaelin's voice and Soren's quiet response and the sounds of the pack gathered together in the ordinary morning warmth of a shared meal, a guard appeared at the end of the hallway with an urgency in his stride that made Thorian stop immediately. "Alpha," the guard said, slightly breathless. "We have a situation at the northern border." Thorian looked at me. I looked back at him. And despite everything, despite the warmth of the morning and the tears still drying on my face and the beautiful ordinary life we had been building day by day, I felt Nyssa rise inside me with that old alert rea

"But I cannot manufacture a mate, Delara. Either the bond activates or it doesn't. Either she exists within reach or she doesn't. There is nothing I can do to force it." She opened her mouth — I could already tell it was going to be sharp and accurate — and then the knock came. "Alpha." Caden's voice, through the door. He was one of my border guards, reliable in the particular way that meant he did not knock on doors unnecessarily. His tone carried the specific quality that told me something had happened that didn't fit into any existing category. "I apologize for the interruption. We found something at the eastern border." "A something or someone?"

The Alpha of Blackthorn was shaking — a wolf teetering on the edge of a collapse he had never allowed himself to feel. A guard stepped forward nervously, hands shaking. "Alpha… she… she left the manor. She… she went across the border." Alan's amber eyes narrowed, sharp enough to cut steel. "The border? How long ago?" "Just before your return, Alpha." Alan slammed his fist against the wall, shattering the stone with a roar that echoed across the halls. Wolves fell to their knees, trembling. My Luna… The bond screamed his name, pleading, quivering. And then… nothing. Silence.

“Would if you hadn‘t interfered, soon as I got close I would have broken her neck.” “And what about while my two brilliant sons were actually busy tearing each other to pieces,” Thorne said, voice suddenly dropping to a deadly, vibrating whisper, “this wolfless, pathetic human manage to get past all three of you?” “She managed to get into the lower maintenance tunnels while we weren‘t looking,” Kaelen said, folding his hands under his chin. “I sealed off the sector. My personal mercenaries are after her as we speak. Can‘t escape the border now.”

She looked like a woman about to break. She looked like my friend. “Alva.” Liam’s voice cut through the fog. “I need you to hear this next part.” I forced myself to nod as he pressed play. Alice’s voice filled the room – small and trembling, nothing like the warm, confident woman I knew. “Jenn still hasn’t returned to the pack territory. She’s still at Vicktor’s estate. The pregnancy is progressing – she mentioned she only has a few weeks left before delivery. Maybe less.”

The mist swallowed her, but she felt their eyes—Kane’s, Elara’s, and somewhere, hidden in the shadows, Mira’s. The rain picked up, soaking her through, but she didn’t care. Her heart was a storm, torn between Liam’s forbidden pull, Kane’s dangerous warmth, and Mira’s steady but questionable comfort. She didn’t see the figure watching from the trees—a woman, older, with golden hair like Mira’s but eyes colder, sharper. Rhea, Mira’s sister, her crescent moon tattoo glinting under her sleeve as she whispered into a phone: “She’s close. Tell the Alpha she’s ready.” Alice reached the edge of the woods, the town’s lights faint through the mist. Her senses flared again—too sharp, too alive. She cou

Beta Charles stood in the doorway, breathless, his expression strained with something between urgency and disbelief. “What is it?” Alpha Damon asked, standing instantly, his brows furrowed with concern. “What is it?” He repeated. Charles let out a deep breath and then with a crack in his voice, spoke. “It’s Alysia. She’s been found… at the southern border. Alive.” For a moment, Damon didn’t move. His wolf surged forward at once, howling in his chest. He blinked rapidly, stunned. “She’s—?” “She’s safe,” Charles said quickly. “We have her. She’s weak but conscious.” He smiled. “The men on patrol duty found her.”

On the third try it burst open into an old loading bay. Fresh air hit us — cold night air mixed with the scent of the river nearby. But relief was short-lived. Alice stepped out from behind a rusted shipping container, flanked by six armed men. She looked untouched, elegant, and completely in control. A small remote rested in her manicured hand. “Going somewhere?” she asked softly. I pushed Sage behind me, pistol raised. My men formed a protective line. Alice’s eyes locked on Sage. “You really think he’ll choose you when it matters? He almost confessed for me once. He’ll do it again.”