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CHAPTER 13: The Unopened Letter
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2026-09-30 22:08:28
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UNTIL THE LAST ALPHA BEGS CHAPTER 18: The Poison Beneath the Cure
POV: FreyaThe truth had been sitting around me for days like a bad smell I kept pretending not to notice.Veda’s careful pauses whenever the subject of my tonics came up. Sable’s expression the first time she looked at me, like she knew something she had no right to know.Eryx showing up out of nowhere and talking about guardian bloodlines like he was reading from a book I had somehow already started bleeding through.Rhydian, with that hollow, distant stare that made him look like he was standing beside me in body only. He had not really looked at me since the full moon ritual, and that had hurt in a way I could not quite explain without sounding pathetic.And then there was Zevren.His hands. His voice. The ancient words he had spoken while the moon sat above us like an open wound.Even now, days later, I could still feel the ghost-pressure of his fingers on my skin, as if my body had memorized the touch and refused to forget it. I would be standing still and suddenly my side would
UNTIL THE LAST ALPHA BEGS CHAPTER 17: The Mark in the Stone
POV: Eryx They caught me three corridors from the cellar wing.Zevren’s guards moved like men already certain how much force was necessary.The first one had a scar through his chin. The second smelled like wet leather and smoke. Between them, they pinned my shoulders hard enough to make my collarbone complain.I tilted my head toward the corridor ahead. Blank walls. Iron sconces. Darkness stretching toward the western stairwell.They started dragging me forward.I let my weight go loose for half a step, testing the hold, then set my feet just enough to keep from being hauled like grain. I had already spent too long in that cellar with my mind split open over Freya’s file, her mother’s letters, and the ugly architecture of Zevren’s cruelty.The corridor ended in a shadowed bend, and then she appeared.Nerissa stepped out of a servant’s doorway like she had been waiting for the exact second the world became unbearable. Her red hair was dulled by the dark, pulled back so tightly it mad
UNTIL THE LAST ALPHA BEGS CHAPTER 16: The Letters in the Wall
POV: EryxThey put me in the western wing on the third floor. It’s a nice room if you like cedar paneling and the smell of expensive beeswax polish covering up the scent of old damp.There are two guards stationed right outside the door. I can hear the larger one shifting his weight every four minutes—his left boot has a loose heel that clicks against the stone floorboards.Every twenty minutes, another one walks past the narrow window down in the courtyard, his head tilted up just enough to check the glass.It’s a standard box.Zevren thinks he’s being subtle, keeping me close where he can watch my breath fog up the windowpane, trying to figure out how much Oren told me before I left the peaks.He’s weighing me on a scale in his head. Am I useful or am I just a nuisance he can dump in the river lines with a stone tied to my ankles?It’s a tedious game. I’ve played three variations of it with four different Alphas since I turned twenty, and they all use the same script. They think the
UNTIL THE LAST ALPHA BEGS CHAPTER 15: Echoes from the Mountains
POV: FreyaThe chill of the night air did nothing to stop the burning beneath my skin. Every step away from the field felt like pulling a rusted needle through my veins.Zevren’s touch still clung to me, a presence in my mind that made me want to claw my own thoughts out.I didn't go back toward the main barracks. If I saw Rhydian right now, or the pity he was trying so hard to hide, I’d shatter completely.Instead, I cut behind the low stone wall at the very edge of the eastern boundary, where the garden dissolved into wild, untamed briars and steep mountain drops. The shadows were deep here, thick enough to hide a ghost.Except the shadow in front of me was breathing.My wolf froze, dropping low and flat against the grounds of my mind.A man was leaning against the rough stone of the perimeter wall hidden from the torchlight of the path. He was tall, his frame lean and wiry like a wolf accustomed to hunting on steep terrain.His dark hair was pulled back tightly, exposing a sharp ja
UNTIL THE LAST ALPHA BEGS CHAPTER 14: The Full Moon's Price
POV: FreyaThe gardens felt empty now, even with the guards stationed every ten paces along the walls.Rhydian had been distant ever since the day the fountain shattered. He didn't stand under the archway anymore; he stayed out near the perimeter line, his posture stiff and his eyes looking right past me whenever our paths crossed. He wouldn't even look at my face.I told myself it didn't matter. I had much larger concerns to worry about, but the sudden absence of his easy conversation left this quiet, irritating space in my days that I hadn't realized he’d filled.“You're distracted, girl,” Sable rasped, her voice cutting through the damp afternoon air as I finished another breathing cycle. “The mind must be completely clear if you want to hold the floorboards down.”“I'm fine,” I muttered, my hand automatically dropping down to brush against my belly.“You are lying,” Sable said, her eyes narrowing as she stepped closer, the smell of smoke drifting off her skirts. “The ancient thing
UNTIL THE LAST ALPHA BEGS CHAPTER 13: The Unopened Letter
POV: RhydianThe cold didn't wake me, the sudden silence of the barracks did.My tracker senses snapped online a second before my eyes even opened. The ambient sounds of the night had completely cut out. The room felt vacuum-sealed.I looked up through the dark, my breath catching hard against the tight linen bandages around my chest.Zevren was standing right at the foot of my cot.He didn't have a weapon drawn, and his posture was just casual, one hand shoved into the pocket of his coat, but his eyes caught the thin sliver of moonlight hitting the floorboards, holding absolutely zero warmth.He looked like an apex predator deciding whether a carcass was worth the effort of dragging away.“You're awake,” Zevren said, his voice dropping into that smooth, low baritone that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. “Good. We need to talk about your performance in the garden today, Rhydian.”I tried to shift my weight to sit up, but the movement sent a spark straight through my bro
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