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Alpha’s Claimed Mate CHAPTER 85: GOD-WOLF KILLER.
POV: Aiden. The clearing held its breath. The trees stood silent, skeletal arms brushing a violet sky. A crescent moon was rising, thin and sharp as a blade. Aiden stood at the edge of the ridge with the weapon slung across his back, feeling the cold of it seep through his coat. Enid crouched beside a broken log, whispering to the wind. Mr. Lark adjusted the long brass scope of his rifle, though they wouldn’t be using bullets tonight.“I can hear them,” Enid said, voice low. “Three. Maybe four. Not close, but they’re coming.” Her eyes flicked up to Aiden’s. “They smell the bait.”Aiden nodded. “Then we give them a reason to come closer.”The bait was blood. Not animal—something stranger. Something ancient. Aiden had carved it from old bone and soaked it in the thick dark of a creature they’d found deep in the northern waste. The Hollowpact had shown them how to awaken it. Not just blood, but memory. Not just memory, but hunger.The wolves came slow.First a flicker of movement in the
Alpha’s Claimed Mate CHAPTER 84: BETWEEN FATHERS.
POV: Vivianne. The café was tucked into a quiet Brooklyn side street, somewhere between old brownstones and gentrified wine bars. The kind of place no one paid attention to unless they were looking for it. Vivianne arrived five minutes early, as always, dressed in soft gray wool and sunglasses she didn’t need after sunset.She slid into the booth without ordering. She didn’t have to. The server recognized her from previous visits and brought her a black tea, unsweetened. She didn’t thank him.A few minutes later, a man stepped in. Late thirties, tall, sharp-jawed. His coat was too plain for his posture, and he didn’t bother scanning the room. He walked straight to her table and sat down.“Vivianne,” he said, voice low.“Micah.”Micah St. Clair hadn’t been seen at family events in years. No one spoke of why he left. But Vivianne knew. He was smart—too smart for the backroom power plays and never quite wolf enough for the old guard. Still, he had a presence. And more importantly, he ow
Alpha’s Claimed Mate CHAPTER 83: SHE IS LUNA.
POV: Asher and Ember. The air inside the Moon Room buzzed with the tension of old wounds and cautious hope. Stone walls bore scorch marks from the battle weeks prior, and makeshift banners covered them with the sigils of the united clans—wolf and human, bound in shared survival. Asher moved first, tall and quiet, every step a reminder of the authority he held as Alpha. But all eyes followed Ember as she entered beside him—calm, grounded, with that glint of clear purpose in her eyes.The long table was full: elders, warriors, former St. Clair allies now settled uneasily among the Raven’s Peak ranks, and village leaders from the surrounding hills. Some still bore bandages. Some still bore grief.Ember stood at the head of the table with Asher, fingers laced before her.“We are not here to argue over what was lost,” she began, her voice steady. “We are here to decide what will rise from it.”A murmur of assent ran through the room.Jonas, a grizzled pack elder, spoke up. “The east watch
Alpha’s Claimed Mate CHAPTER 82: GRANDMA'S ARMS.
POV: Dalia Wellessley. The air was damp in the stone-walled chamber beneath the manor, thick with mildew and the faint stench of blood. A single lightbulb swung from the ceiling, casting erratic shadows that twitched like ghosts on the walls. Dalia hung by her wrists from iron chains bolted into the ceiling, her arms numb, lips cracked, blood crusted beneath her nose. But it was not the pain that undid her—it was the sound of Aiden’s voice.He stood before her, suit pristine, hands clasped behind his back like a man addressing a class of schoolchildren rather than a prisoner. His smile was slight, carved with precision.“I thought you’d want to know,” he said smoothly, as if delivering a weather report. “Jayke bled out two nights ago. The bullet nicked the brachial artery. Poor thing didn’t stand a chance. Took him a while to die.”Dalia’s breath caught. Her head lolled forward at first, her matted hair veiling her expression. A quiet, broken sound slipped from her throat.“Liar,” sh
Alpha’s Claimed Mate CHAPTER 81: THE UNTOLD TALES.
POV: Asher at His Grandmother’s Door. The late afternoon sun spilled golden light across the porch as Asher stood at the weathered door, his hand hesitating in midair. He could hear the soft hum of gospel music through the screen—a familiar hymn his mother used to sing under her breath while folding laundry. The memory settled on his chest like a weight.He knocked, once, twice.The music stopped. A few seconds later, the door creaked open and his grandmother stood there, small and sharp-eyed, wrapped in a lavender cardigan despite the warmth. Her expression softened the moment she saw him.“Asher,” she said, a hint of surprise shading her voice. “You finally came.”He offered a quiet nod. “Can I come in?”“’Course, baby,” she said, stepping aside and waving him through. “You don’t have to knock on your own blood’s door.”Inside, the house smelled of cinnamon and old books. The living room was just as he remembered—lace doilies on the arms of the chairs, a portrait of Jesus over the
Alpha’s Claimed Mate CHAPTER 80: DEAL BREAKER.
**Flashback Scene – Parking Lot, One Day Ago.**The late afternoon sun hung low, casting long shadows across the nearly empty parking lot behind the community center. Dalia’s laugh echoed as she nudged Jayke’s arm, a paper cup of coffee in her other hand.“You always get the worst takes,” she teased, brushing her curls out of her eyes. “I mean, pineapple on pizza? Really?”Jayke grinned, reaching for her coffee. “Don’t knock it till you try it.”But the smile froze on his face as he caught a flicker of movement near the corner of the lot. A black SUV, engine still humming, sat idling by the far fence. Two men stepped out. One was tall, thick-shouldered, his face half-obscured by a baseball cap. The other moved with a precision that made Jayke’s stomach drop.“Dalia,” he murmured, stepping in front of her. “Get back inside. Now.”“What—?”The taller man moved fast. Too fast. Jayke barely registered the glint of metal before the first blow landed, hard against his ribs. He shoved Dalia
Alpha’s Claimed Mate CHAPTER 79: ALL OVER AGAIN.
POV: Asher. The wind outside stirred the tall pines around Raven’s Peak, and the golden light of late afternoon filtered through the windows of the big house, casting long shadows across the worn wooden floor. Asher stood by the hearth, the fire crackling softly behind him, his shoulders stiff, arms carefully folded tightly across his pup.He had been told someone was coming. Ember had hinted at it gently, like you might with a skittish animal. Someone from before. From that side of his family.He wasn’t sure what he expected. A stranger. A ghost, maybe. But when the door creaked open, he didn’t expect to see her—a small, wiry woman in a wool coat two sizes too big, with white curls flattened by the wind and eyes like his own. Sharp, storm-colored. Tired.She stood in the doorway, clutching the strap of an old canvas bag. For a moment, neither of them spoke.Then:“Hello, Asher.”Her voice was quiet but sure. It wasn’t the voice of someone asking for permission to be here. It was the
Alpha’s Claimed Mate CHAPTER 78: A HOWL IN THE NIGHT.
POV: Vivianne. The city lights glowed dimly through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting pale gold shadows across the sleek hardwood floor. Vivianne stood barefoot in the center of the living room, her hand gripping the edge of the marble kitchen island, the other cradling the underside of her belly. The contractions were coming faster now—each one a wave threatening to pull her under.She exhaled shakily, forehead pressed to the cool surface of the counter. The apartment was quiet, too quiet. She had turned off the music hours ago. The air smelled faintly of lavender and lemon cleaner—sterile, wrong somehow.“Julian,” she whispered into the silence. Her voice was hoarse, a thread pulled too tightly.A pain gripped her again, sharper this time, and she cried out, knees buckling slightly. She caught herself on the island, biting her lip. Her phone lay on the couch across the room, glowing softly with missed messages, none from him. She hadn’t expected them. Not anymore.But still, sh
Alpha’s Claimed Mate CHAPTER 77: SECRECY.
POV: Ember. The wind had changed. It always did after someone left Raven’s Peak—quiet at first, then restless. Ember stood by the studio window, arms folded, watching the dust settle in the lane long after the truck was gone. Her sister had hugged her tightly. Jayke hadn’t. They’d both said they’d call.Asher leaned in the doorway behind her, quiet as usual, though she could feel the weight of his presence like gravity.“You okay?” he asked.“I don’t know.” She turned from the window. “Feels like a knot I didn’t know I had just got pulled tighter.”He gave her a look—gentle, a little sad. Then gestured toward the laptop on the workbench. “You still didn’t check who bought the photo?”She shook her head. “I didn’t want to know. I thought if it stayed anonymous, I could pretend it was just… someone who liked it. Someone clean.”Asher crossed to the desk and pulled up the gallery’s sales logs. “We should look,” he said. “Whatever’s bothering you—it’s better than wondering.”She hesitate
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