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CHAPTER 142: ENID’S TALE
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Alpha’s Claimed Mate. CHAPTER 144: SACRIFICES
POV: Ember I’m standing before the vault in Raven’s Peak, Asher at my side. The steel door hums, vibrating under my palm, the crescent carvings glowing faintly. Grandma and Lupa are back at the Big House, guarding the pups, but the Order’s hunters are close, and we’re out of time. My Moon Eyes spark, urging me forward, but Asher’s Skinwalker senses are on edge. “We go in together,” Asher says, voice firm, punching the code into the keypad. The door groans open, but a pulse of energy stops us. A voice—not human, ancient—echoes from inside. “Only the Moon Eyes may enter.” I glance at Asher, heart racing. “What the hell?” He grabs my arm, eyes fierce. “Ember, don’t. We don’t know what’s in there.” “I have to,” I say, voice steady. “It’s calling me. Stay here, cover the entrance.” He hesitates, then nods. “I’m right outside. Yell if you need me.” I step inside, the door sealing behind me. The vault’s dim, a single pedestal glowing, holding the scroll. A figure appears—A
Alpha’s Claimed Mate. CHAPTER 143: RESCUE
POV: Asher. I’m sprinting through Brooklyn’s docks, heart pounding, Skinwalker spark blazing as I track Ember’s scent. The burner phone from Donavan’s aide led me here—Pier 7, red warehouse. My senses scream she’s in danger, and my Moon Eyes vision from earlier showed me running, so I know she sees me coming. I shift mid-stride, bones snapping, fur erupting, wolf form tearing free. The warehouse looms ahead, and I move lightning-fast, time bending around me. “Ember!” I snarl through my comm, voice half-growl. “Hold on!” Her voice crackles back, strained. “Asher, hurry! Enid’s got me tied up!” I hit the warehouse door, claws shredding metal. Inside, Ember’s zip-tied to a chair, Enid smirking in front of her, a cloaked figure with glowing eyes standing slightly ahead, blade raised. Two goons aim guns, but my Skinwalker power surges—time slows, their movements sluggish. “Who’s this?” Enid snaps, spinning toward me. I don’t answer, launching forward, jaws snapping. The cloak
Alpha’s Claimed Mate. CHAPTER 142: ENID’S TALE
POV: Grandma Nightshade I’m at the Moon Room’s crescent table, standing in for Asher as the Nightshade council convenes, the air thick with worry. The elders—five stern faces—stare me down, while wolves and humans from Raven’s Peak crowd the benches, muttering about Asher and Ember’s absence in New York. Rowan and Caelen are safe in the nursery with Lupa, but the pack’s on edge, especially the humans who hold fast to Thane’s vision of coexistence. My revolver’s holstered, but my voice carries his strength.“Quiet!” I bark, silencing the room. “Asher and Ember haven’t abandoned us. They’re in New York, chasing the Order to protect the vault.”A human, Sarah, stands, voice shaky. “They left us, Grandma! After Aiden, the breaches—how do we trust they’re coming back?”“They’re fighting for you,” I snap. “For Thane’s dream—humans and wolves together. The Order wants the vault’s spirit loose to destroy that.”Jaxon, a wolf, growls from the back. “Then why’s our Alpha not here? Humans are s
Alpha’s Claimed Mate. CHAPTER 141: LUNA’S DILEMMA
Pov: Asher.I slam the gas, our sedan screaming across the Brooklyn Bridge, the two SUVs hot on our tail. Ember’s in the passenger seat, knife out, her Moon Eyes glowing as she tracks them. My Skinwalker spark hums, sharpening my senses. I swerve, cutting off the lead SUV, forcing it to skid against the railing. The second one tries to flank us, but I brake hard, boxing them in.“Got you,” I growl, throwing the car into park. “Ember, stay here.”“Asher, don’t!” she snaps, grabbing my arm. “They’re armed!”“No time,” I say, jumping out. The lead SUV’s driver steps out, a cloaked figure, blade gleaming. My spark flares, and I shift—bones snap, fur erupts, wolf form tearing free. I lunge, jaws closing on his throat. He screams, then goes silent, blood pooling.“Get back!” the second figure yells, scrambling into their SUV. The other two follow, tires screeching as they peel out, disappearing into the city.I shift back, human again, panting, blood on my hands. A flash catches my eye—a Ne
Alpha’s Claimed Mate. CHAPTER 140: MURDER IN THE YORK
POV: Ember.I burst into the safehouse kitchen, my Moon Eyes vision still burning—my parents’ murder, no robbery but a hit. Asher’s at the table with Grandma, the glowing scroll between them. Lupa’s nearby, checking a tablet with security feeds. My hands shake, but my voice is steady. “My parents—Mark and Sarah—they were murdered in New York. It wasn’t random. They knew about the vault.”Asher’s head snaps up, eyes sharp. “What? How do you know?”“Vision,” I say, gripping my knife. “Moon Eyes showed me. Men in masks, asking about a key. They killed them, called it a robbery. But it was targeted.”Grandma leans forward, face grim. “Mark and Sarah… your folks were Raven’s Peak born, Ember. They left before you were born, said New York was safer.”“Safer?” I scoff, anger flaring. “They’re dead because of this place! What did they know?”Lupa sets the tablet down, voice low. “Your parents were keepers, Ember. Descendants of the first Nightshades who sealed the vault with Thane and Lucas.
Alpha’s Claimed Mate. CHAPTER 139: HIDDEN TRUTHS
POV: Asher I’m rushing through the Big House’s lower halls, Ember right beside me, her knife out, both of us still buzzing from Tom’s words—*the vault’s vibrating*. My Glock’s in hand, my Skinwalker senses tingling, sharper after training. The guards trail us, their radios crackling, reporting no breaches, but my gut says this isn’t normal. We hit the vault door, a massive steel slab carved with crescent moons, humming like a live wire. “What the hell’s causing that?” Ember asks, her Moon Eyes glinting as she scans the door. “No clue,” I say, punching the code into the keypad. “But we’re finding out.” The door groans open, the hum louder now, vibrating in my chest. Inside, the vault’s lined with locked cases—secrets of Raven’s Peak, treaties, tech. At the center, a pedestal holds a glowing scroll, pulsing like a heartbeat. I freeze. “That wasn’t here before.” Ember steps closer, eyes narrowing. “It’s… calling us. My sight’s going crazy.” I nod, feeling my Skinwalker spa
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