All Chapters of Her Alpha’s Chaos: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

LYRA I wake up alone, the morning sun stabbing through the blinds, and my head immediately groans in protest.Great. Just great. The last thing I want is to relive… that moment. My stomach twists as memories of last night flashes through my mind, and I wish - wish - I could crawl under the covers and disappear. What was I thinking? Throwing myself at Xander like that... My cheeks burn hotter than the sun outside, and I wrap the sheets around myself like a shield. The soft creak of my door makes me freeze and peek over my sheet shield. “Good morning, Ly,” Elara’s voice sings, teasing and way too cheerful. I groan. “Go away.” “Mm, I don’t think so.” She steps in, and her nose twitches. “Ooooh… smells like someone had fun last night.” Her smirk makes my stomach drop. “And it wasn’t me, so… spill.” “Shut up!” I bury my face in the pillow, hoping to hide from her amusement. “It’s… nothing. I mean, it’s complicated.” Elara plops onto the edge of my bed, “Ly, I need you to be seriou

LYRA My bones ache with the first tremble of the transformation. I feel it creeping up my spine like a cold, merciless flood, moving through all my limbs. No, no. Not here. Not where they can see me. I shove open the doors to the house. The sunlight hits me like a slap as I stagger toward the forest. It calls to me, wild, and freeing, and I stumble towards it. Desperately trying to hold off the transformation as well as I can. Just get behind the trees, Ly. Just get out of sight. But as I reach the treeline, I stop. Why the hell are there so many patrols today? Why the fuck are there so many wolves out here? Did Zane double the patrols or something? Fuck. There are too many people. Too many eyes. Too many questions if I’m seen. And the moment I shift, they'll know. That’s all that goes through my mind as I slowly make make my way back to the house. Every step is heavier than the last, like I’m walking in wet cement. By the time I reach the front steps of the Alpha’s house,

ZANE On my way to the hospital, I am already mentally linking the doctors and nurses to prepare. The harsh white lights are blinding as I crash through the doors. The air reeks of antiseptic, sharp enough to sting the back of my throat. Doctor Bennett is already waiting beside a gurney in the reception area as I enter, but as soon as he sees Lyra in my arms, he pales. “She’s been stabbed with silver. It’s in her heart.” I tell him. His nose twitches, clearly also smelling the strong scent of wolfsbane coming from the dagger. Doctor Bennett snaps into motion, gesturing for me to put Lyra on the gurney, but I shake my head. Undisturbed, he quickly leads me to the first room on our left. A sterile white room with a single bed in the centre. The moment I set Lyra on the bed, a nurse begins connecting different machines to her, and the doctor inspects the wound. But he looks grim. “If we remove the dagger, she’ll bleed out before her body can heal. The location…” His voice trails of

ZANE I race through the woods, my wolf feverishly following her fresh scent. It’s darker out here. The trees are thicker, denser, and there is an almost unnatural chill curling through the air. Moonlight slants down through the branches in fractured beams, like blades trying to cut through the tension. My wolf snarls. And for once, it is not to dominate. Just to find her. To get to her before she slips so far into her panic that she never comes back to me. How far have we gone? We’re nowhere near the Eclipse Pack anymore, we’re in Moonridge territory now. Is Lyra planning on running all the way back to her pack? Does she even know where she’s going or has her lycan taken over? My paws slam into the dirt when her scent grows stronger. My mind is a mess of questions. When I find her, will her lycan recognise me? Will she see me as a threat? Will she try to fight me? How can I possibly subdue her? If the legends are true, I can not. It is as simple as that. Unless, she has shifted

Lyra Before I can even think of how to respond, a blur of dark hair and floral perfume barrels straight into me, nearly knocking me over. “Ellie—?!” She wraps her arms around me like I’ve just returned from war. Which, okay… fair. But still, this absolutely isn’t necessary. “I’m fine,” I grunt against her shoulder, but it doesn’t stop her from clutching me tighter like she’s worried I’ll vanish into thin air. “Oh my gods, Lyra,” she gasps, pulling back just enough to scan me up and down like I’ve sprouted extra limbs. “I didn’t even know anything happened until this morning. I’m so sorry I wasn’t there—I was in heat and I spent the day with…” My hand flies up, covering her mouth, and I gesture with my head towards the door. Finally, Ellie glances at her brother, who is very intently staring at a hinge. She sighs and waves it off. “Never mind.” Before I can say anything else, she grabs my hand and drags me across the room like it’s hers. “Sit.” She pushes me gently onto the bed