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Chapter 126
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Wanted By The Alpha And His Brothers Chapter 129
Lana's POVThe silence after Ronan’s declaration wasn’t peaceful; it was the pressurized quiet before an explosion. The pack dispersed with murmurs and backward glances, the air thick with anticipation and judgment. I was adrift in the current, but one anchor point held my focus: Finn.His avoidance, the guilt in his skittering gaze, the way he positioned himself as Ronan’s unwavering support while standing so close to Jessica… it was a portrait of dissonance. He was the loose thread in Gideon’s perfect tapestry. I had to pull it.I found him later that evening, not by chance. I waited near the armory, knowing he’d pass through on his way to consult with the quartermaster about “security preparations” for the full moon gathering, a busywork task Ronan would have given him.He rounded the corner and almost walked into me. He stopped short, a flash of alarm in his eyes before he masked it with bland politeness. “Lana. Do you need something?”“Clarity,” I said, keeping my voice low, non-
Wanted By The Alpha And His Brothers Chapter 128
Finn's POV (Special Chapter) I am the shadow to his sun. The echo to his roar. I am Finn Lancaster, the spare, the afterthought, the one who learned to move silently so as not to disturb the precious heir’s training. Ronan never had to learn silence. The world bent to make room for his voice. They think my resentment is petty. A younger brother’s jealousy. They don’t understand it’s a geometric truth. Every ounce of power, every scrap of admiration, every legacy that flows to him is a deficit I inherit. I am the living monument to what he is not: not the Alpha, not the savior, not the first choice. I am the contingency plan written in invisible ink. This? This conspiracy? It’s my first real piece of geometry. My equation. And Jessica… Jessica is my wild, beautiful, furious variable. I watch her now, asleep in the bed in the Blackthorn guest suite. In the pale moonlight, she looks like the girl I climbed trees with, not the strategist who schemed to marry my brother. Her hand rests
Wanted By The Alpha And His Brothers Chapter 127
Lana's POV The summons came not as a howl or a threat, but as a velvet-wrapped dagger. A formal, handwritten note delivered by a stone-faced Lancaster wolf to my room at Thornwood. It was on Ronan’s personal stationery, the Lancaster crest embossed at the top, but the script was unfamiliar, likely dictated to a clerk. Lana, Your presence is requested at Red Creek for a gathering of the inner circle. Recent events have created fractures. It is time for clarity and reconciliation before the pack. Please come. -R It was so unlike him. The cold formality. The passive phrasing. ‘Your presence is requested.’ Not ‘I need you.’ Not ‘Come home.’ This was the language of a Alpha conducting business, not a man speaking to his mate. The bond between us was a silent, frozen tundra, offering no clues. But it was an invitation back onto Lancaster land. Away from Gideon’s direct gaze. It felt like a test, or a trap. But it was also the only move on the board available to me. Gideon ‘graciously
Wanted By The Alpha And His Brothers Chapter 126
Ronan's POV It hit like a sledgehammer to the chest, then a live wire shoved down my throat. One moment I was in Gideon’s study, staring at a map of the northern territories, the taste of his expensive whiskey ash in my mouth. The next, my world was white-hot, silent agony. The mate bond was a constant, aching presence since the day I met her. It wasn't a pull or a plea. It was a detonation. A psychic scream of such raw, shattering force that my knees buckled. My vision bleached to nothing. A roar tore from me, not of anger, but of pure, uncomprehending pain, as if my soul was being flayed. My bones ached, my skin prickled with the urgent, violent need to shift, to rend, to answer this catastrophic distress call in the only way my wolf knew how—with teeth and fury. The air crackled around me. A vase on Gideon’s desk shattered, victim to the uncontrolled wave of energy that pulsed from me. “Ronan!” Finn’s voice, sharp with alarm, cut through the static. Strong hands grabbed me fr
Wanted By The Alpha And His Brothers Chapter 125
Lana's POV Thornwood became a silent, waiting sickroom. Jessica was installed in a suite adjacent to Gideon’s own rooms, and a somber quiet descended on the west wing. She slept for eighteen hours straight, a healer from Gideon’s personal staff monitoring her. The word ‘shock’ was whispered, but the looks exchanged between the staff spoke of deeper wounds. Ronan didn’t return to Red Creek. He took a room on the opposite side of the house, a clear, territorial statement. He was standing guard, but over what? Jessica? Or the truth of what happened to her? His presence was a constant, low-grade storm in the mansion’s atmosphere. I felt him everywhere, the bond a taut wire strung through the hallways, humming with his restless, unsleeping energy. I became a ghost, moving from my room to the library to the empty morning room, trying to be invisible. It was impossible. The bond was a radar. He always knew where I was. He cornered me in the conservatory on the second day. I was staring a
Wanted By The Alpha And His Brothers Chapter 124
Lana's POV A latent ability. Dormant power. The words echoed in the sterile, soundproofed space of Maison’s office, far more terrifying than any overt threat. They suggested I wasn't just caught between two worlds; I might be something neither world had prepared for. "I... I'm asking for a friend," I lied, the words brittle. "Someone in the pack. They've been having... strange episodes. I'm just trying to understand." It was a flimsy cover, but it was all I had. Maison didn't look convinced, but he didn't press. He was a man who understood the value of secrets and the danger of forcing them. He nodded slowly. "I know of one reference. A case file from my grandfather's time. A werewolf, not from any major pack, who could generate and control electrostatic energy. They called him a 'Fox' for how erratically and cleverly he used it. But it was a personal mutation, as far as we know. Not something tied to bonds or bloodlines. And it was destructive. Uncontrollable. He didn't live long.
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