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Alpha’s Claimed Mate CHAPTER 99: A Message Snared
Pov: Asher. Raven’s Peak – East Garden, Late AfternoonThe sun had just started to dip, casting gold over the long rows of hedges and manicured paths behind the Nightshade estate. A rare moment of calm.Julian sat on a stone bench beneath a cypress tree, elbows on his knees, staring into the gravel. He hadn’t heard Asher approach—he didn’t have to. He felt the shift in energy before the footsteps even landed.“Figured I’d find you here,” Asher said, his voice low.Julian didn’t look up. “Just needed air.”Asher sat beside him without a word, eyes scanning the garden. After a long pause, he said, “Rowan’s sleeping okay?”Julian nodded. “He always does after a storm. Something about the white noise.”They fell quiet again. The only sound was the distant chirp of evening birds and the soft rustle of leaves.“I saw you with Cael’s envoy yesterday,” Asher said, tone casual but precise. “Looked tense.”“It was,” Julian replied. “They’re pulling out of the summit. Said their council’s been
Alpha’s Claimed Mate CHAPTER 98: SABOTAGE
Pov: Aiden. Scene: Underground Compound – Situation RoomAiden stood in front of a digital wall map that covered nearly half the concrete wall, updated satellite overlays feeding in through a hacked military drone. His breath fogged faintly in the cold, recycled air of the bunker.Mercer was at his side, watching the screen shift with interest.The President’s motorcade at Raven’s Peak. The headlines still looping on every major network:“Historic Visit Marks a New Chapter in Wolf-Human Relations.”“Nightshade Endorses Peace. Unity the Only Way Forward.”Aiden turned away from the screen.“Pathetic,” he muttered. “He shows up in a suit, steps over the graves we dug, and walks away with a campaign slogan.”Mercer said nothing. He knew better than to interrupt Aiden mid-burn.“We hit them with strength and they survived,” Aiden went on, pacing. “Now they’re consolidating through diplomacy. You know what that tells me?”Mercer finally spoke. “That brute force won’t break them?”“No. Tha
Alpha’s Claimed Mate CHAPTER 97: POWER PLAY.
Pov: Aiden. Abandoned Subway Terminal – Lower ManhattanAiden sat on the steps of an old subway platform, long since decommissioned. Graffiti peeled from the walls, and the air stank of rust and something older.Across from him, cloaked in the shadows, stood Vivianne.No masks now. No performance.“You’ve burned your bridges,” he said, tossing her a black case. “You better be sure.”Vivianne caught it one-handed, opened it, and scanned the contents. IDs, burner tech, encrypted USBs.“I’m not here because I lost faith in Ember,” she said. “I’m here because she still thinks we’re playing by the old rules.”“And you’re done waiting?” Aiden asked.She looked up at him, eyes colder than he remembered. “I’m done pretending we can save this place with speeches and solar panels.”Aiden stood, motion slow, deliberate. “Then let’s be clear. You’re not a guest in this war. You’re a weapon. If you want to stay close to them, that means you carry the strike.”“I can do that,” Vivianne said. “But
Alpha’s Claimed Mate CHAPTER 96: POTUS IN THE PEAK.
Pov: Aiden. Outskirts of Black Hollow – Aiden’s CampThe compound wasn’t on any map. It was buried in the woods, surrounded by motion sensors and steel gates, humming with power. The inside was cold concrete and sharp light—no warmth, no ceremony.Aiden stood before the table where the weapon lay.It didn’t look like much—just a sleek, silver-edged device the length of a forearm. Smooth. Mechanical. A blend of old blood science and modern precision. Not forged. Engineered. Designed to sever something deeper than flesh.He turned as Mercer entered the room, voice clipped. “It’s ready.”“Are you sure?” Aiden asked, not even glancing back.“We’ve run it through four tests. It doesn’t just injure—it disables the shift entirely. Like flipping a breaker in their DNA.”Aiden’s eyes glinted with something that wasn’t triumph—more like grim satisfaction. “Perfect.”He lifted the device and strapped it to his forearm, the mechanism snapping into place beneath his sleeve.“How many know about t
Alpha’s Claimed Mate CHAPTER 95: NOT FEAR, BUT PREPARATION.
Pov: Asher. The Moon Room – Raven’s Peak. The overhead lights in the Moon Room cast a clean, soft glow over the wide table at the center, scattered with open laptops, maps, and half-drunk mugs of coffee. The large windows were shut tight against the early evening chill, the sky outside just beginning to darken.Asher stood at the head of the table, sleeves rolled up, expression serious. Around him, the council filtered in—Vivianne in a dark blazer, leaning on her tablet; Augustus in a battered hoodie, arms folded, jaw tense; Mira with her laptop open and fingers poised over the keys.Ember sat close, silent but watchful, her phone buzzing faintly with incoming updates from the lookout teams.Asher cleared his throat, and the quiet in the room clicked into place.“I’ll get straight to it,” he began. “We’ve confirmed sightings of Aiden’s people near Hollow Ridge. Drone footage, heat signatures. They’re close—and they’re moving with purpose.”A low ripple of reaction moved around the t
Alpha’s Claimed Mate CHAPTER 94: TWO SIDES.
Pov: Vivianne. The diner was almost empty—just a kid mopping near the back, earbuds in, and an old man nursing coffee at the window. Rain streaked the glass in soft lines, and the neon OPEN sign buzzed faintly overhead.Vivianne sat in a corner booth, hoodie up, one hand wrapped around a mug that had long gone cold. Across from her, Enid slid into the seat, still wearing her leather jacket, drops of rain clinging to the collar.“You’re late,” Vivianne said, not looking up.“You’re paranoid,” Enid replied, tossing her phone face-down on the table. “Good. That means you’re paying attention.”They sat in silence for a few seconds. The hum of traffic outside was distant, a low reminder of the world still turning.Enid leaned in. “Aiden’s moving soon.”Vivianne’s gaze lifted.“We’ve finished the weapon. Took what we needed from the ridge before Asher brought it down. Whatever that place had—it’s in our hands now. Contained. Portable. It works.”Vivianne didn’t flinch, but her fingers tigh
Alpha’s Claimed Mate CHAPTER 93: ASH AND AMBITION.
FLASHBACK: Pov: Asher. The charges had barely stopped echoing when the ridge retaliated.A sound like metal grinding beneath the earth split the air, followed by a low moan that felt sentient. The land cracked where Asher had set the explosives, coughing up dust and ash. Lupa was the first to move, her form shifting mid-run into something wolfish and fast. Maren followed, her blades already drawn. Silas brought up the rear, chanting under his breath, trying to keep the wards stable.Then came the skeletons—half-buried at first, then bursting free from the fractured soil. Bones clad in scraps of fur and rusted iron, the remnants of werewolves long dead, twisted into grotesque shapes. Their sockets burned with cold light.“Hold the line!” Lupa shouted, lunging into the fray. Her claws shredded the first wave, but more came—silent, tireless, ancient.Silas stood his ground at the ridge’s mouth, runes glowing faint on his forearms. “These aren’t just bones,” he muttered, “they remember—
Alpha’s Claimed Mate CHAPTER 92: ALPHA'S DILEMMA.
POV: Asher. They reached the edge of the deadland just after nightfall, when the wind was low and the sky a dull slate. The trees thinned until they disappeared entirely, giving way to cracked soil and tangled black veins that no longer pulsed. The ridge loomed ahead, jagged and unnatural, its magic faded like an old scar.Asher raised a hand. “We do this quickly. Charges at the root clusters. No second passes.”Lupa scanned the ground, eyes silver in the low light. “It’s quiet.”“Too quiet,” Maren muttered, unspooling the wire. “I don’t trust it.”Silas crouched beside a crooked root, its bark flaking like ash. He pressed two fingers to it—no warmth, no pulse, no resistance. “It’s hollow. Empty.”“Good,” Asher said. “It means we’re close.”They fanned out across the base of the ridge, moving in practiced silence. Where once the land thrummed beneath their boots, now there was only stillness—dead and dry. The roots were brittle, breaking under even light pressure. What had once resis
Alpha’s Claimed Mate CHAPTER 91: ASHES AND EMBERS.
POV: Ember. The sky wept the morning of Dalia’s funeral.Thin sheets of rain rolled over the stones and down the black coats of the mourners gathered in Raven’s Peak’s high glade—an ancient place, older than names, where the mountain kept its secrets and its dead. The earth had been opened in the clearing near the old ash tree, where the roots once whispered to the oldest bloodlines of their kind.Ember stood at the edge of the grave, her fingers clenched around a bundle of wildflowers—yarrow, sage, and marigold. Her sister would have hated the rain. She would have made a joke about mud and ruined boots, teased Ember for getting too serious. But Dalia wasn’t here to laugh anymore. Only the cold wind and the solemn circle of the Pack, heads bowed in silence.Ember stepped forward.“I don’t have enough words,” she said, her voice steady though the grief was a tight, burning knot in her chest. “Dalia never asked for a place in history. She just wanted to protect what mattered. She made
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