All Chapters of Alpha Lockwood: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Nathan:The pack house was quiet. A rare thing these days. Most nights were filled with meetings, patrol reports, pack business, or worrying about whatever chaos Vladimir was planning next.Tonight wasn’t much different, but at least it was quiet and somehow, things have managed to settle to a point that I didn’t want to change.I sat behind my desk, reviewing the security reports Elijah had left for me earlier. The patrol routes had already been doubled. The borders were being watched. The guards rotated every few hours. If Vladimir wanted to get close to Mia, he was going to have to work for it, and I was going to make sure that he regretted even thinking about harming her.My eyes moved down another report as I ran my fingers through my hair, then the financial status of how things were going. Well, it wasn’t until a small sound pulled my attention away that I broke my train of thoughts as I looked toward the bed.Rosalyn was sitting up, her hair a complete disaster: one side flatte

Brenda:I was beginning to hate Elijah. Not because he kissed me. That was the problem. I did not hate that part at all. If anything, it was the one thing that I could find myself thinking about whenever I thought of him. I, however, hated everything that came after. Or rather, everything that did not come after.Because nothing happened…The man kissed me under the moonlight, walked away looking nervous for the first time since I met him, and then avoided me like I carried a contagious disease. Three days passed, and yet, he hasn’t bothered come my way. At this point, I was starting to believe that he was purposely avoiding me. He didn’t even come at me with one of his irritating comments that usually made me want to throw something at him. And somehow, that bothered me far more than I wanted to admit.I sat on Mia’s bed while she folded some of Rosalyn’s clothes. She glanced at me once, then again, and then a third time. Finally she sighed. “You know that I can tell that something is

Brenda:I was still angry, which at this point, in my opinion, was good.Anger was easier to deal with than disappointment. Anger made me want to punch Elijah. Disappointment made me wonder why his absence bothered me so much. And I hated that second option, especially when I knew that he didn’t truly deserve it after he had walked away from me.I was leaving the library when I saw him or to be more exact, he saw me. Because the second he laid eyes on me, he walked towards me, making me feel like I could actually punch him in the face.Wonderful! Because that was exactly what I needed. Another opportunity to be irritated. And another reminder for me to feel like I was smaller than I thought I actually was.“Brenda.”I didn’t stop walking, and I knew better than to bother replying. He wasn’t worth the moment.“Can we talk?” He asked, looking at me.I laughed. A short, humorless sound. “There is nothing for us to talk about. I believe that you made it clear that you said and did everyth

Nathan:“Is everything okay with Brenda?” I asked, noticing how she was walking toward the pack door.“I don’t know,” Mia said, frowning in confusion.I was standing near the entrance with Mia and Rosalyn when we spotted her. And when she walked right past us the way she did, I knew that something was wrong. To say the least, she would have stopped to at least say hi to Mia or tease Rosalyn…Today? Nothing.She just kept walking like she was on a mission to run.Mia immediately frowned. “Something happened.”“I can tell,” I said, and she looked at Rosalyn who was playing. She nodded at her nanny, and the woman took a step forward to watch her before Mia spoke again.“I am going to after her.”I caught her wrist gently. “Mia.”She stopped and looked back at me. I already knew what I was about to say. I didn’t want her leaving the territory right now, not with Vladimir moving.My wolf immediately disliked the idea, and I could tell that she understood. But I could also tell that she was

Nathan:Something was wrong, and I felt it before I heard anything, before anyone spoke, and before a single alarm was raised. I was in my office reviewing patrol reports when my wolf surged forward with such violent force that the papers on my desk scattered across the floor. A growl tore from my chest, not out of anger but out of something far worse. It was fear, raw and immediate, the kind that hollowed out the lungs before the mind could catch up.Then I heard her.It was not Mia’s voice. It was Sylvia’s, her wolf, calling out through the bond in a way that was not physical or audible. It was deeper, older, and unmistakable. It was a mate’s cry, a sound that carried pain and desperation and a plea for help that struck straight through my spine.My chair crashed backward as I shot to my feet, frowning as my wolf grew more alert than I knew he already was.“Nathan?”Elijah barely had time to react before I was already moving. My heart hammered against my ribs with a force that felt