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The Alpha's Mute Mate Chapter 164
Killian POVCrowns shine brightest before the storm—and mine feels heavier with every shadow Selene casts. The weight of leadership has never felt more crushing than it does in this moment, watching my mate kneel beside the collapsed seer-child while the pack looks on with a mixture of terror and fascination. The little girl's mother clutches her unconscious daughter with desperate hands, tears streaming down her face as she rocks back and forth in a primal rhythm of grief and fear. Selene's silver aura pulses around them both, protective and gentle, but I can see the strain in her shoulders, the way her power wavers like a candle flame in the wind. The prophecy still echoes in my mind—"The Luna of silence shall break the world in two"—each word a dagger twisting deeper into my chest.I've fought battles that would break lesser men, stared down enemies that would make warriors flee, but nothing has ever terrified me more than the possibility that loving Selene might damn us all. T
The Alpha's Mute Mate Chapter 163
I never wanted a crown—I only wanted a place to belong. But if the crown is what it takes to protect what's mine, then let them place it on my head. The weight of responsibility settles over me like moonlight through dark clouds, both beautiful and haunting.Standing here now, watching the Blackwood Pack transform their sacred grounds into something from a dream, I feel the truth of those words burning in my chest. Flowers cascade from every tree branch, their petals glowing silver in the moonlight as if touched by magic itself. Lanterns hang like captured stars, casting dancing shadows that make the whole world seem alive with possibility. The bonfires roar with primal energy, their flames reaching toward the heavens as if trying to carry our joy to the moon goddess herself. Children run between the adults, their laughter pure and untainted by the darkness we've all survived. Warriors who once looked at me with suspicion now bow their heads in genuine respect, their eyes reflect
The Alpha's Mute Mate Chapter 162
The light fades, but the echoes remain. Not all battles end when the enemy falls—some begin when the silence settles.I stand in what was once sacred ground, now nothing more than a ring of ash and shattered stone.My legs tremble beneath me, threatening to give way as the last vestiges of power drain from my body like water through cracked earth. The air still hums with residual energy, making my skin crawl with phantom electricity. Every breath tastes of sulfur and burnt moonlight, a combination that shouldn't exist yet fills my lungs with each labored inhale. The scorched earth beneath my feet tells the story of what transpired here—deep gouges where claws met stone, crystallized patches where my power had reached its peak, and in the center of it all, the faint outline of a ritual circle that had been lost to time.My arms ache, not from exertion but from something deeper, something that feels like my very bones are being rewritten. The markings that had appeared during the rit
The Alpha's Mute Mate Chapter 161
The transformation that overcomes Lydia as the ceremonial preparations conclude is unlike anything I've ever witnessed in my life, a metamorphosis that defies every law of werewolf physiology I've been taught. Instead of the familiar shift from human to wolf form that every pack member learns to control, her change is something far more sinister and unnatural. Her human shape dissolves into shadow and mist before reforming into a wolf that seems to be made of living darkness, its fur so black it appears to absorb light rather than reflect it. But it's the eyes that truly mark her as something other than natural—they burn with white fire that seems to pierce through the blood moon's crimson glow, and when she moves, she leaves traces of shadow that linger in the air like smoke. The crowd recoils instinctively from this possessed creature, recognizing on a primal level that they are witnessing something that should not exist in the natural order. Rasha's reaction is immediate and v
The Alpha's Mute Mate Chapter 160
The power coursing through me is intoxicating and terrifying in equal measure, like drinking liquid starlight while standing in the heart of a wildfire. My consciousness expands beyond the boundaries of my physical form, and suddenly I can feel every member of the pack as if they were extensions of my own body, their fears and hopes and dreams flowing into me like tributaries feeding a great river. The bloodstone that Maya and the Elder Seamstress prepared to drain my power begins to crack under the pressure of trying to contain forces beyond its capacity, spider web fractures appearing across its surface as it glows with increasingly unstable light. Rasha's hand moves to her challenge dagger, but she freezes as my silver gaze fixed on her, and I see in her eyes the dawning realization that whatever she had planned to challenge no longer exists. The woman kneeling before the altar stone is no longer the uncertain girl she once knew, but something far more ancient and powerful than
The Alpha's Mute Mate Chapter 159
I wake not to silence, but to a symphony of whispers that seem to seep through the very stones of my chamber walls. My body still pulses with the afterglow of last night's awakening, silver markings tracing patterns across my skin like living tattoos that shift and breathe with each heartbeat. The whispers aren't words—they're something far more primal, a language of growls and ancient hunger that makes my bones ache with recognition. I press my palms against the cold stone, and the sensation nearly overwhelms me; the walls feel alive, pulsing with a heartbeat that matches my own. Something ancient has been disturbed by my transformation, something that has been sleeping within the very foundation of our packhouse for generations. The whispers grow louder, more insistent, and I realize they're not coming from outside—they're rising from deep within the earth itself, as if the ground beneath our feet holds memories of blood and betrayal that my awakening has stirred to life.Each
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