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Chapter 40: Wolves in Silk and Shadows
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The Alpha’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 70: Confused Alpha
(Rowan’s POV)The air between them felt like electric, it was sharp enough to cut skin.Calla stood there with her chin up, her cold eyes, and her body that was stiff like ice. She looked as if she owned the room, like she had never been anywhere she did not belong. Elira was the opposite. She was pure fire. She stared at Calla with her angry look las if she wanted to burn a hole through her. Her hands were placed by her sides, and I could see how her chest was moving up and down with each mad breath."I should have known," Elira said, her voice was quiet but filled with anger that meant trouble. "You always show up where you do not belong."Calla did not even blink. "And you always think that you own things that were never your own."Those words were deep and it hit like a punch. I saw how Elira went stiff. But there was something else too. Pain. Real pain hiding under all that anger.My jaw muscle jumped. I had seen fights before. Pack fights, land fights, personal stuff. But this w
The Alpha’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 69: Smirk at Them
(Calla's POV)That silence that descended on the big hall when Rowan rose was stifling. It wasn't calm quietness of reflection or expectant stillness before happiness, it was stifling, heavy quietness before storms, the sort that left even the most battle-hardened wolves fidgeting in their seats and questioning whether they should make a run for it.I sat still and rigid, back straight as a knife and chin uplifted with the sort of pride I'd learned in decades of surviving courts a good deal more lethal than this one. My fingers traced slow over the darkness blue of my dress, silk worth more than most made in a month and which I'd consciously picked for this moment, for this discovery. Every detail had been considered, from the cut that highlighted me without being risqué, to the colour that would look best with my silver hair when the time finally came to reveal it.Asher's small hand rested in mine, his thumb rubbing back and forth across my palm with the kind of easy tranquillity t
The Alpha’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 68: The Mask Drops
(Rowan's POV)The hall never felt so claustrophobic. So. confining.Not because of the crowd, though there were plenty tonight, jammed into every available corner like vultures about carrion. The council had raised the bar with the amount present, calling out members I hadn't seen since winter, all of them bursting with hope to witness whatever show they had been sold. Not because of their skeptical eye either, their perpetual guessing lingering around like the evening-time sss of the snakes, tainting the air between us with poison.She was why.Sat to my right, stiff, immobile, an image of danger and beauty distilled into one perfect, destructive package.Calla.Her name passed through my head on a storm I couldn't lose, couldn't avoid, couldn't resist. Her mask, delicate silver filigree shining like starlight trapped within", glowed muted in the golden illumination pouring from the crystal chandeliers above.It concealed what I had already committed to memory in covert glances and
The Alpha’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 67: Masks and Moves
(Calla’s POV)The silence in the corridor felt like a prelude to a war drum. The soft rustle of silk, the click of boots, the distant echo of guards clearing the way—we were walking into a room where the game was finally tilting back in my favor.Knox led the way with that Alpha stride of his. His posture was composed, firm, but I could feel the tension simmering just beneath the surface. I walked behind him with Asher beside me—his little hand clutching mine tightly, his tiny jaw squared in that familiar way that reminded me he was Rowan’s son in every way that mattered.Behind us trailed the two maids I’d allowed to dress me up in the guest wing. Freya had insisted I at least appear like I was someone of importance, and after everything, I supposed she was right. Behind them came the guards, positioned like shadows, ever watchful.I felt their gazes, those curious, confused, cautious stares.Good.Let them wonder.Let them squirm.Let them try to guess who the masked woman walking b
The Alpha’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 66: One Step Closer
(Calla's POV)The sun shining through the sheer curtains left gold trails of soft light on the wooden floor. I braced my back against the edge of the bed, letting the hum of activity around me fade into the distance.Maids were swarming, opening my armoire, producing my gown, warming curling tongs, arguing over earrings, inflating sleeves. One would have thought I was being crowned Queen, not being offered as a guest to a hostile pack.And just what I intended for them to think."Miss Calla, your hair is something else," one of them breathed softly to another, fingers running the length of my silver hair."Like moonlight," another sighed.I smiled weakly and said nothing. Let them wonder. Let them treat me like royalty. It's the final calm they shall ever know before the tempest that I bear rushes against their spotless walls.I was deaf to irony, not realizing that I was being spoiled by servants who were unknowingly preparing me for war. Their gentle pats and gentle words of endearm
The Alpha’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 65: The Day Before
(Calla’s POV)They think that I am the stranger. A visitor. A nothing woman with a dubious past and a bastard son clinging to her arm.They have no idea who just crossed into their world.They will soon enough.This day was not the same. The wind carried the smell of war, and I was the storm that they themselves did not know they had awakened.The atmosphere itself hummed with anticipation, as if the buildings themselves of this complex could feel what was coming. Even the servants cowered around me differently, forced, as though they were being pursued by something they could not quite define.I leaned against the window, watching early morning mist roll over the pine trees. The horizon was still, falsely peaceful. I curled my fingers around the edge of the glass and for a moment, I allowed myself to remember another such morning. Five years ago, when I had been at another window in this castle, just married and hopeful, trusting promises that dissolved like ash in my hand.The memo
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