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Chapter 112
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Novah's POVThe silence in the room was a heavy, living thing. Not peaceful. Not restful. It pressed in on Novah like damp wool, thick with the unspoken tension radiating from the stones of Moonstone Keep itself. She lay on the wide bed, staring at the intricate carvings on the ceiling beams – wolves chasing stags, moons in phases – details she hadn’t truly *seen* before. Ten years. Ten years stolen, leaving her a stranger in her own skin, in this fortress that hummed with a pulse she felt deep in her marrow.A pulse that was currently a discordant thrum of fear, grief, and a low-burning anger. It vibrated through the mattress, up her spine. *Finn’s pyre burns.* The thought surfaced, unbidden, sharp and cold. She didn’t know Finn. Not consciously. But the collective grief of the pack, sharp as a blade, sliced through the fog in her mind. She felt the echo of a young life extinguished, the raw agony of a mother’s loss emanating from the eastern quarter. It blended sickeningly with the
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ASHTON'S POV Silence stretched, thick and charged. The pulse beneath their feet seemed to hold its breath. Bren’s jaw clenched, his knuckles still white, but his gaze flickered towards Ashton, no longer avoiding his eyes. Doric held his stare, the defiance warring with something else – a flicker of understanding, perhaps, or just the ingrained habit of obedience to the Alpha’s will. The scents shifted subtly – less sour fear, more the sharp, clean scent of resolve, like cold steel drawn."And the cost?" Doric pressed, though his voice had lost some of its edge. "Borin’s price? The Nightstalkers? We trade water, blood… our souls?""We trade what we must to *keep* our souls," Ashton countered flatly. "Short of the land itself. Short of handing over our own. Borin remembers Silas’s teeth. So does Lyra. They’ll bleed him for us, and we’ll pay them in the coin of vengeance. It’s the only currency jackals like Silas understand." He looked at Bren. "Your brother’s blood *demands* payment, B
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ASHTON'S POVThe predawn air in the courtyard bit like Silvermane teeth, sharp and cold. Ashton stood near the mounting block, the scent of frost, horse sweat, and damp stone thick in his nostrils. The sky was a bruised purple bleeding into grey at the eastern edge. Moonstone Keep loomed behind him, a hulking silhouette against the fading night, its ancient stones humming with the restless pulse of the pack. It wasn't a sound you heard with your ears; it was a vibration felt in the marrow, a discordant thrum of fear, anticipation, exhaustion, and a low-burning anger. Hundreds of hearts, hundreds of breaths, all tangled together in a knot of shared dread. Ten years ago, this pulse had been a steady drumbeat of security. Now, it felt like the frantic flutter of a trapped bird.Rylan materialized from the gloom near the stables, his silhouette solid and scarred against the lantern light. He moved with the quiet certainty of a predator, but the lines around his eyes were deeper in the gre
Mated To My Stepbrother Chapter 110
ASHTON'S POV"Because they smell blood in the water," Elara said, voice low and cold. She pointed towards the southern border on the map. "Increased movement here too. Small groups. Not attacking, just... watching. Like vultures circling. Thorne’s faction whispers louder every day, Alpha. Spreading fear. Saying the Conclave is our only chance for peace... through concession." She spat the last word."Concession means handing her over," Torin growled from his post by the door, the first words he’d spoken since entering. The raw protectiveness in the old warrior’s voice mirrored Ashton’s own."It means surrender," Ashton corrected, his voice flat, final. He placed his palms flat on the table, leaning over the map, his shadow falling across Silvermane lands. "It means showing our belly to the jackal. And we all know what happens then." He looked up, meeting each of their eyes in turn. "Thorne plays his games. Silvermane sharpens their claws. We secure the north. We secure the east. We sh
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Ashton's POV They stayed like that, wrapped in the fragile sanctuary of the firelit room. The Alpha and the lost girl, foreheads touching, breathing the same air, sharing warmth against the encroaching chill. The war drum beat of the pack pulsed beneath them, a constant reminder of the world outside, but here, for these stolen moments, time stretched thin and precious. The weight of command, the specter of Thorne, the gathering might of Silvermane – it all ceased to exist. There was only the shared warmth, the unspoken vow hanging heavy in the air, the terrifying, exhilarating potential of *them*, rekindled not in sunshine, but in the very heart of the gathering storm. Her fingers tightened minutely on his wrist.Finally, reluctantly, the demands of the outside world intruded. He pulled back, the separation feeling like tearing skin. Her eyes were still wide, pupils dilated, but the raw, animal terror was tempered now. Confusion, yes. Overwhelming emotion. Bewilderment at the intensi
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Ashton's POV He closed the door softly behind him, the heavy *thud* a final barrier against the outside world. The muffled thrum of the pack was still there, a constant, distant pressure against his senses, but here, in this room thick with stone and his own will, it was dampened, held at bay. He crossed the room, movements deliberate, unhurried, giving her space to adjust to his presence, to the shift in energy he brought. He stopped a few feet from the window seat, leaning his shoulder against the cold stone archway, trying to appear less imposing, less like the force of nature he felt churning inside."You ate," he observed, his voice deliberately softer, lower than the growl he’d used with Rylan, stripped of the Alpha command. He nodded towards the small table beside the window. A ceramic bowl sat there, mostly empty. Stew, by the look of it. Mara’s doing.She glanced at it, a flicker of something like shame crossing her features before she quickly looked back at him, pulling the
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