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Chapter 117 Watching Rowan Command
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TOO LATE TO CLAIM ME,ALPHA Chapter 120 The Battle Is Far from Over
The Battle Is Far from Over, featuring the grim news of Selena's army, Rowan's resolve, and Aurora's preparation for the final conflict.The quiet evening air inside the war room felt heavy enough to choke on. Map scrolls lay scattered across the long oak table, held down by heavy stone daggers and ink pots. I stood by the grand window, watching pine needles sway in the cool breeze outside. My neck prickled with a low, persistent hum. The silver crescent mark wasn't flaming like it did during combat, but it pulsed with a steady, watchful heat under my skin.Heavy boots slammed against the wooden floorboards outside the doorway.A scout burst inside, breathless and drenched in sweat. His leather armor was splattered with dark mud from the lowlands. He collapsed to one knee, clutching his side as his chest heaved."Report," Rowan ordered, stepping away from the map table. His tall frame cast a long, sharp shadow across the room."They are marching on the Citadel, Alpha," the scout repor
TOO LATE TO CLAIM ME,ALPHA Chapter 119 Selena’s Shadowy Allies
While we celebrated our recent victory down by the riverbank, a much darker poison was moving through the northern woods.Selena slipped through the broken rear gates of the Citadel like a rat running from a burning barn. Mud caked the hem of her silk gown. Her hair, usually slicked back in neat golden coils, hung in greasy, tangled knots around her face. She knew the King was done for. The Ashford forces were sweeping through the lower courtyard, and it was only a matter of hours before the gates fell completely.She wasn't going to stick around to face Rowan's judgment."Idiots," she muttered, ducking under a fallen pine branch as she rushed into the icy grey mist of the northern wastes. "All of them, useless."She walked for miles, past the safe borders of our territory, where the trees grew crooked and the dirt turned to black ash. The cold up here bites straight to the bone. It reminded me of those bitter winter mornings in the outer villages, though I doubt Selena had ever spent
TOO LATE TO CLAIM ME,ALPHA Chapter 118 The Contrast Deepens
The air outside the council hall was freezing, carrying the sharp scent of pine needles and damp earth. Smoke drifted lazily from the iron braziers lining the stone courtyard, flickering against the dark timber beams of the fortress. Behind us, the heavy oak doors had finally closed on the tribunal. Camille and Thomas were gone, marched toward the northern border under heavy guard, banished forever from the Ashford pack lands. Their frantic excuses and bitter curses still echoed faintly in my head, but the silence settling over the courtyard felt far heavier.I leaned back against the smooth stone railing, letting the chilly wind sting my cheeks. My hands were sore from clenching my fists all afternoon, and every muscle in my neck throbbed.Word had reached us only hours ago about Kael’s latest move near the eastern border skirmishes. He had thrown himself directly into harm’s way to intercept a rogue assault team heading toward our supply lines. The news had sent a ripple through the
TOO LATE TO CLAIM ME,ALPHA Chapter 117 Watching Rowan Command
I pushed aside the heavy canvas flap of the medical tent. The sharp smell of crushed medicine leaves, bitter ash, and damp cloth followed me out into the crisp evening air. My shoulder ached from holding bandages all afternoon, but the quiet hum of the main camp drew my eyes straight toward the central bonfire.Rowan stood near the map table, surrounded by three pack elders.Dark shadows hung under his eyes. His jaw looked tight, lined with dry dust and exhaustion from three straight days of organizing defenses against Kael’s hidden spies. Yet his spine remained straight as an iron post. His shoulders were set, broad and steady against the cold night wind. When he pointed to a river marker on the stretched animal hide map, his voice carried across the dirt square. Clear, quiet, and low.He didn't yell. He didn't slam his fist on the wood to demand attention.Elder Vance tried to interrupt him, waving a thin hand in panic about border patrols. Rowan paused. He listened to the old man w
TOO LATE TO CLAIM ME,ALPHA Chapter 116 Healing Tents and Heavy Silence
The flap of the canvas tent heavy in my hand felt rough as I pushed it aside. Inside, the sharp tang of cheap rubbing alcohol hit my nose first, mixing with the metallic reek of dried blood and damp canvas. Row after row of low cots filled the space. The soft groans of injured pack members drifted through the warm air, but the far corner was dead quiet.I walked down the narrow aisle, my leather boots making a dull thud against the packed dirt floor. My knees felt shaky. The battle was over, and the dust had settled, but my head was still spinning. Rowan had stood up for me when the spies tried to pin those leaked secrets on my head. He didn't blink twice. He believed in me. We had hunted down the real snakes in our grass, turning up the paper trail that led straight to Camille and Thomas.Now those two were gone, banished into the dark wild woods without supplies or pack protection. But Kael was still here.He lay on a small cot under a thin gray blanket. His skin looked ash-white ag
TOO LATE TO CLAIM ME,ALPHA Chapter 115 The Temporary Truce
The valley smelled of iron, crushed pine needles, and stale woodsmoke. Night had fallen hard over the valley floor, turning the surrounding ridges into jagged shadows against a bruised, purple sky. We pitched a temporary camp near the riverbank. Canvas tents stood in crooked rows, glowing like flickering yellow lanterns in the dark.I leaned against a wooden support post outside the main medical tent, my arms crossed tightly over my chest. My knuckles were still scraped red, and my muscles throbbed from the day’s violence. Inside, the muffled groans of injured fighters cut through the chill air. Our pack healers were moving fast between the cots, tearing strips of clean linen and sloshing bitter herbal wash into washbasins.Nobody was picking fights right now. The sheer bloody mess of the afternoon had stripped away everyone's appetite for hatred. Rowan had given the order early on to tend to everyone, including the wounded Crescent Moon soldiers we had dragged out of the dirt.A heav
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