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Chapter 51. The Truth
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Against All Odds Chapter 58. She Reclaims the West
* Zeina *The Western skies opened in streaks of firelight, burning away the last shadows of the war. I stood atop the ramparts of the old fortress, now mine again, and let the wind carry the scent of pine, stone, and blood-soaked earth. But beneath that... something cleaner. Freer.Victory.It wasn't the wild euphoria that stories always promised. It was quieter. Like breathing after drowning. Like standing still after years of running. My wolf form was smudged and dirtied, the silver wolf insignia on my chestplate marred with soot, but it pulsed with heat. With purpose.The Western Territory was mine again.No longer a pawn on someone else's map. No longer a fractured pack ruled by fear and old ghosts. Every village, every mountain pass, every howling canyon, I had claimed them back with fire and claw.Donna approached, her cloak trailing behind her like a shadow stitched to the wind. "The last border stronghold sent word. They have sworn fealty. The Cerberus pack, the Hollow Fangs,
Against All Odds Chapter 57. War council reflections
* Zeina *The war chamber had changed.Once, it had throbbed with life, not the gentle breath of peace, but the harsh, urgent rhythm of battle-born purpose. It had smelled of blood and burnt parchment, of oil on steel and sweat on leather. Now, it was colder. Quieter. The silence wasn't peace. It was the breath before the scream. The hush before the storm.The long crescent table remained at the center, unchanged in form but heavy with absence. Its darkwood still gleamed beneath the overhead braziers, silver filigree tracing the old borders of the Western Territories, a land once proud, now scarred. Around it sat the remnants of my court. Some familiar. Others newly risen from ash and loyalty. And many gone, their names etched into memory and tombstones.I stood at the head of the table, my palms flat against the carved edge, grounding myself with the cold truth of the wood. I hadn't slept. Not since the confrontation. Not since the bond shattered like glass in my chest. Robert's betr
Against All Odds Chapter 56. Zeina’s conversation with Celine
* Zeina *The palace loomed like a monument to everything I had lost. Its obsidian spires scraped the bruised sky, draped in the ghost-light of a reluctant dawn. The wind carried the scent of scorched stone and frostbitten roses. I rode my black BMW through the charred gates alone, no banners raised, no trumpets sounding. The iron portcullis lifted without fanfare, the guards bowed low, but none dared speak. My silence had become its own command, a mantle heavier than any crown.I parked by the old rose fountain, the one my mother had enchanted long ago to bloom even in winter. Now it stood dry and broken, its marble wings cracked, vines curling over the basin like veins reclaiming a dead heart. No water sang there anymore. Only silence. I touched the rim with gloved fingers before climbing the palace steps, each one echoing like the footsteps of the past marching behind me.Inside, the halls still bore the scent of lavender oil and cold ash. They had tried to cleanse it, scrub the bl
Against All Odds Chapter 55. The thoughts of an Ally
* Cerberus *The road back to the human territories was long, but I didn't take the direct path. I needed the quiet. I needed the trees. The stars.As I passed beyond the outposts of Princess Zeina's reclaimed territory, I paused at the edge of the veil where old magic still lingered. It hummed at my heels, thick with memory and warning. Wolves once loyal to me had died here. Bonds had been broken and remade in this soil.My heart was heavier than it should've been.I was Alpha now in title alone, my pack scattered across human cities and liminal towns, caught between fading bloodlines and uncertain futures. But they still followed. Still called me by that ancient word, even when I didn't deserve it.And they would need me now more than ever.The human realm wasn't safe, not truly. Not with whispers of broken covens and rogue spellsmiths surfacing along the borders. Not with Celine's actions echoing across both worlds like the start of something worse.I crossed the veil at twilight,
Against All Odds Chapter 54. Betrayal and Healing
* Cerberus *Later, after the others had left.Zeina stood near the fractured hearth, her back half-turned to me, hands clenched behind her. The firelight crowned her in gold and ruin, but she did not look broken. She looked... restrained. Like a blade still sheathed out of mercy, not weakness.She had dismissed Donna and Beta Aldin with the same calm she'd once used to silence a battlefield. But I knew what it cost her to stay composed. I could feel it in the air, the tightness, the ache. Grief riding beneath the skin of anger. And now, it was only us.I stepped forward, letting the quiet stretch between us. She didn't look at me."I didn't tell you everything earlier," I said.She didn't flinch, but I saw her head tilt slightly. Listening. Bracing."It wasn't just Alpha Robert who betrayed you," I continued. "He wasn't acting alone. He wasn't the architect. He was... shaped. Molded."At that, she turned. Slowly. Eyes sharp as emerald wet with firelight. "By who?"I took a breath I d
Against All Odds Chapter 53. War won reckoning
* Zeina *The sky had turned the color of old wounds, bruised violet, smudged crimson, when I descended from the dais. The cheers still rang through the keep like echoes of thunder refusing to fade, but my steps had quieted. The silence that walked with me was not heavy. It was listening.The kind that came before answers.Donna and Beta Aldin flanked me as we moved toward the eastern wing of the fortress. This part of the keep had been rebuilt, but its bones remained old. They creaked and sighed beneath our boots, as if the stone itself remembered every betrayal, every oath whispered in passion and broken in blood. I reached out, my fingers grazing the wall, rough and cold, but familiar. Like the skin of a beast I'd once tamed and had now come back to confront.The keep was alive. And it remembered me.But my heart, my heart wandered somewhere else. Into shadows. Into memory.A bond-spell.Cerberus didn't speak those words lightly. He never had. He wouldn't call it that unless he was
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