Todos los capítulos de The Alpha With The Kiss Of Death: Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

Reagan sat on a stool beside Reyana's bed, watching over her. From the day he met her, he felt a certain warmth towards her.He felt the need to protect her. Watch over her. He couldn't tell why.Klara had made them both promise not to tell a single soul about what they had just witnessed on Reyana, and they made the promise.She had also assured them that she'd look for answers about what was truly happening. Reagan was okay with not telling anyone, and since Ria was Reyana's best friend, they were sure she'd keep her mouth shut.Klara had gone out to attend the council meeting Randall had called for. Reagan couldn't bring himself to leave Reyana just yet.After almost an eternity of staring at Reyana and making sure she was sound asleep, his gaze drifted toward Ria, who also sat on the other bed, keeping her gaze on Reyana, too."How are you doing?" He asked just before he could stop himself.Ria slowly peeled her gaze from Reyana's sleeping frame, focusing her soft gaze on Reagan,

Klara paced her inner chamber, anger evaporating from every pore on her skin. She had tolerated Visha enough, but today... Today, Visha, that viper, had finally pushed her too far, spewing venomous accusations in front of the entire pack.Alpha Randall, bless his oblivious heart, had adjourned the meeting earlier. The turn of events had taken even him by surprise.Alpha Randall knew Klara too well, and he knew there was no way in hell she could be a traitor. He knew Visha had overstepped her boundaries, too, but of course, he was too in love to scold her.Klara had walked out of the hall in hurt and humiliation. Visha had ridiculed her in the presence of everyone.Shame, a bitter pill on her tongue, burned alongside the sting of betrayal. Hot tears welled in her eyes, threatening to spill over, but she held back. Visha would never be the reason she'd shed a tear.A sharp knock on the oak door startled her from her maelstrom of emotions."Who is it?" She called out, her voice rough wit

"Visha is the chosen one."Klara's gaze narrowed down on him. Randall had always thought Visha was the chosen one. It was nothing new to them. But this time... It was different... His words carried more certainty than contemplation. It made her panic."You've always thought so," She replied, hoping that it was still a thought to him.A flicker of satisfaction crossed Randall's features. "I am certain of it now," he said, a hint of triumph coloring his voice. "She told me about her awakening. She described everything, how she used her newfound power to save the pack."Klara felt the blood drain from her face. The air grew thin, stealing the very breath from her lungs. Had she been mistaken? Had her own mind conjured the image of the Crescent Moon shimmering on Reyana's skin? She had almost began to doubt all that she had witnessed that day.Panic clawed at her throat. She was certain, absolutely certain, of what she'd witnessed that day. But Visha… what game was she playing? This went

A flicker of relief danced across Reagan's face, "Thank you," he murmured, "Now, tell me everything." A sweet, assuring smile formed on his lips.Her voice, hoarse from exhaustion and unspoken fear, poured out the events of the early hours. She expressed her worry about Reyana's state of unconsciousness."I am trying to be brave and to stay positive, Reagan, but I am afraid. She's been in this state for four days now. What if she doesn't come out of it?" A single tear traced a path down her cheek, but she quickly brushed it away."You have to stay positive. Reyana will be fine. She is a fighter, and she'll pull through this. I have no doubt." His words held encouragement."Together, we can help her," he continued, his gaze meeting hers, "Let's find the herbs you need for that potion. We'll do everything in our power to wake her."A flicker of gratitude sparked in Klara's eyes. His words and support were like a lifeline in the sea of her anxieties."About the glow and scar we saw... Ha

A cold wind whipped through the clearing, tugging at Klara's cloak. A chill settled deep within her as Reagan finished his tale. "Are you certain about this?" Klara croaked when she finally found her voice after listening to the first prophecy about the Dark-eyed wolf, The revelation drained the color from her face, leaving her weak and trembling. "Yes, I am." Reagan replied, "My father told me everything... Everything no one else knew. Alpha Ranok, Randall's father, had confided in my father, his Beta. He said this was a long-hidden prophesy given to the Blood Moon Pack over 300 years ago." Klara felt her legs turning jelly as they couldn't carry her weight anymore. She slumped onto a moss-covered rock just beside her, listening to Reagan's tale. "When the Blood Moon pack had captured Shota for their own selfish benefit, she told them of the prophecy about the chosen one. She pleaded with them to release her, to let her bring the prophecy to the Halls of Prophecies, where all co