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Chapter One Hundred Twenty Seven

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* Alpha Archer *

I felt the council chamber became smaller as I walked in. Stone walls pressed in, heavy with the weight of generations, of laws written by wolves in the West who had never imagined a future like mine. The western banners hung unmoving, their sigils carved with authority, but tonight they felt like chains.

My mother stood near the hearth, silver firelight catching in her blond hair. Luna Zeina, Queen by birth, strategist by instinct, and the only wolf alive who could look at me without flinching when the bond inside my chest pulled raw and aching.

My father remained near the window. I was reminded of his past which I've known since I was young, now that Regina is on almost the same path. He was a Rogue Alpha. Once exile. Once an enemy. Now Alpha-consort of the West, accepted by the realm because my mother had chosen him, and because he had bled for this land until even the council could no longer deny him.

He didn't wear a crown. He never had to. Power clung to him any
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  • The Silver Alpha   Chapter One Hundred Thirty Two

    * Regina *As I stood before the Wild Pack as their Alpha without my father, I felt my mother's presence since the day she came back to the Wild.She stood at the edge of the stone circle, wrapped in dark furs, silver threaded through her hair like frost. I lifted my chin and met her gaze. She inclined her head. In acknowledgment. That mattered more than any howl of loyalty.The pack gathered as the sun dipped low, their attention fixed on me. Not waiting for blood like the way they were with my father. But I could feel their fear even now, days after the Alpha King's visit, the way their shoulders tightened at distant scents, the way patrols doubled without orders.Alpha King Zed had not raised his voice. His arrival had sent ripples through the Wild Pack like prey scent in still water. Wolves who had lived as rogues all their lives bowed out of instinct, some even dropping to a knee. Old terror does not unlearn itself easily.After he left, the camp had been quiet in the wrong way.

  • The Silver Alpha   Chapter One Hundred Thirty One

    * Alpha Archer *When night came in the Wild Pack, it was not quiet.It breathed. I felt it as I moved beyond the clearing, branches shifting to make room, eyes following me from shadowed perches, wolves measuring my steps not with hostility, but with wary respect. This was Regina's land now. Her rule across the territory. Her teeth bared politely, but ready to protect her wolves.Danger lived here like a second skin, ever since her father ruled her. And yet, so did she.I circled the perimeter once out of instinct more than duty with my senses flaring. The scars of Malgori's reign still marked the forest, old blood in the soil, wards that had been broken and hastily reforged, patrol routes that spoke of hard-earned survival. This pack did not sleep easily. Neither did their Alpha.When I returned to the heart of the camp, a low fire burned near the stone ledge. Regina sat beside it with her cloak drawn tight, her profile etched in amber light. She was alone now, the pack giving her s

  • The Silver Alpha   Chapter One Hundred Thirty

    * Regina *I thought it would be just another day. But not until I saw him coming. The visit was not announced with horns or banners. I felt him first before I saw him.The Wilds shifted, not in alarm, but in recognition, wolves lifting their heads, the forest leaning inward as if it remembered his scent when he last came here. Power brushed against my senses, warm and familiar, threading straight through the bond I tried not to reach for when I was standing as Alpha.I rose from the stone ledge slowly with a smile playing on my lips.Elias stiffened. Rowan's head snapped toward the treeline. "Looks like we have company.""I know," I said.He stepped into the clearing like the land had parted for him. No crown on his head. No guard line before him. Just Alpha Archer, tall, battle-hardened, eyes the color of stormlit steel, fixed on me as if nothing else in this world had ever existed.The pack watched us. Every doubt they carried sharpened into attention. He stopped a respectful dista

  • The Silver Alpha   Chapter One Bundred Twenty Nine

    * Regina *Leadership is louder than battle. Something I have never dreamed of when I was just an omega. Yes I wanted to become stronger but to lead a pack of wolves was entirely different story. Yet here I am the Alpha of the Wild pack, Regina the daughter of Malgori.That was the first truth I learned after Malgori fell and the rogues chose a new name for themselves. Wild Pack, they called us, because freedom tasted better than survival ever had. Because no one wanted to kneel again. And I despised the word rogue after I killed my own Father.Yet freedom is unruly. It snaps its teeth at order. The Wild Pack did not resist me with blades. They resisted me with looks. With silence that stretched too long after my commands. With warriors who obeyed Elias but questioned me. With elders who spoke of tradition as if it were law etched into bone.They followed me because I had bled beside them. But they doubted me because I loved an Alpha King's heir, Alpha Archer of the West.I stood at t

  • The Silver Alpha   Chapter One Hundred Twenty Eight

    *Alpha Archer *The warning hadn't finished echoing through my bones when the chamber doors of the West opened.They did not creak. They did not announce him. They submitted to him.Alpha King Zed stepped inside the council chamber as if the West itself had inhaled and held its breath. Tall and powerful. Broad and Cloaked in iron-threaded black, his crown a circlet of ancient bone and gold that had never bent to another's will. His presence carried the weight of every Alpha oath ever sworn beneath the old moons.My uncle. Behind him, the western guards stiffened but did not bar his way. No one ever did.My mother straightened at once even though he is her brother. My father's posture shifted, subtle, instinctive, the way a former Alpha prepares for either diplomacy or violence.I did neither. I met Alpha King Zed's gaze head-on."So," he said calmly, his voice smooth as a blade drawn slowly from its sheath, "this is where the storm chose to root itself."His eyes flicked briefly to my

  • The Silver Alpha   Chapter One Hundred Twenty Seven

    * Alpha Archer *I felt the council chamber became smaller as I walked in. Stone walls pressed in, heavy with the weight of generations, of laws written by wolves in the West who had never imagined a future like mine. The western banners hung unmoving, their sigils carved with authority, but tonight they felt like chains.My mother stood near the hearth, silver firelight catching in her blond hair. Luna Zeina, Queen by birth, strategist by instinct, and the only wolf alive who could look at me without flinching when the bond inside my chest pulled raw and aching.My father remained near the window. I was reminded of his past which I've known since I was young, now that Regina is on almost the same path. He was a Rogue Alpha. Once exile. Once an enemy. Now Alpha-consort of the West, accepted by the realm because my mother had chosen him, and because he had bled for this land until even the council could no longer deny him.He didn't wear a crown. He never had to. Power clung to him any

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