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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY: THE TRUTH BEFORE THE PACK
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2026-10-29 18:19:50The courtyard was full by the time Kaelan stepped onto the raised stone.
Word had spread that the Alpha would speak. Warriors, servants, healers, visiting wolves who had not yet left after the festival disaster, they packed the open space between the scorched walls. The funeral fires had burned down to embers. The air still carried the smell of ash. Every fa
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Kaelan stood near the main gates while the sky was still pale and dark. He had not slept much. Every time he closed his eyes he saw Celeste’s face from the night before and heard her promise to return. The promise helped. It did not make the leaving easier.Behind him the pack moved through the early work of the day. People cleared broken stone. Others carried wood and water. The mountain was quiet now, but the damage from the fire and the shaking still showed everywhere.He watched the path that led from the packhouse to the gates.Celeste and Seraphine appeared together. Both carried travel bags. Celeste’s silver hair was tied back from her face.
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Celeste stood near the small table and folded another dress into her travel bag. Her hands moved slowly. Every item she packed made the leaving feel worse. A spare cloak. Two clean shirts. The small knife Kaelan had given her. She paused when she touched the knife, then placed it carefully inside the bag.The cut on her forehead had healed enough that the bandage was gone. Her body still felt tired from the mountain and the fire and the visions, but the tiredness was no longer dangerous.She was leaving tomorrow.The thought sat heavy in her chest like a stone. She wanted to go. She needed to go. The sisters of her bloodline were still scattered and afraid. Th
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The cut at the back of her head still stung.Seraphine sat on the edge of the narrow bed in the room she had been given after the collapse, a clean cloth and a small bowl of water on the table beside her. She had already washed most of the ash and blood from her face and arms. The wound at the base of her skull was harder to reach. Every time she lifted her arm too high, the bruises along her ribs protested.The door opened without a knock.Cassian stepped inside carrying a fresh roll of bandages and a small bottle of the sharp-smelling cleaner the healers used. He closed the door quietly behind him and crossed the room as if he had every right to be there.“I can do it myself,” Seraphine said.“Shh.” Cassian set the supplies down and moved behind her. “Let me take care of you.”The gentleness in his voice nearly undid her. She sat still and let him work. His fingers were careful as he parted her short silver hair and cleaned the cut with methodical patience. The silence between them
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The room felt too quiet.Celeste sat on the edge of the bed with her hands clasped tightly in her lap. The cut on her forehead had been cleaned and re-bandaged. Her body still carried the deep ache of everything they had survived, but that was not the reason for the nervousness sitting under her ribs. She knew what she needed to say. She had known since the moment the pendant left her hand and disappeared into the funeral fire. Knowing did not make the words easier.The door opened.Kaelan stepped inside and closed it behind him. He looked exhausted. Ash still clung to the edges of his dark hair. The bandage on his shoulder was clean but already marked by a fa
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Lucien waited until the courtyard had mostly cleared before he spoke again.“Walk with me, Son.”It was not an order or a command. It came out closer to a request. Kaelan glanced once toward Celeste, who gave him a small nod, then followed his father away from the remaining crowd and into one of the less damaged side halls. The air here still smelled of smoke. Cracks ran through the stone like dark veins. They stopped near a tall window that looked out over the eastern slope, where the mountain had split open only hours earlier.Lucien rested both hands on the sill. For a long time he said nothing. He just stared outside.
Claimed by the Ruthless Alpha CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY: THE TRUTH BEFORE THE PACK
The courtyard was full by the time Kaelan stepped onto the raised stone.Word had spread that the Alpha would speak. Warriors, servants, healers, visiting wolves who had not yet left after the festival disaster, they packed the open space between the scorched walls. The funeral fires had burned down to embers. The air still carried the smell of ash. Every face turned upward and waited.Kaelan’s shoulder throbbed under the fresh bandage. He ignored it. Celeste stood a short distance to his right with Seraphine and Maera. Her presence was the only reason his voice stayed steady when he began.“I will not waste time with soft words,” he sa
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