บททั้งหมดของ Blind Alpha And His Unwanted Mate: บทที่ 291 - บทที่ 300

JakeAnastasia’s sitting to my right, her back straight, arms relaxed but ready. Her eyes scan the room like she’s reading every thought before it’s even spoken. There’s not a single trace of previous emotions.. the raw and painful emotions that she shared with me. She has locked them away. Because the person sitting next to me is a strong and powerful leader, a hunter who will not back down from any challenge.And yeah, I should probably be paying more attention to the conversation going on, but all I can really think about is her. Not just how calm and sharp she looks, not just how every word that leaves her mouth has people sitting up straighter. It’s that mark. On her neck. My mark.Still pink around the edges, healing slowly, like it wants to be seen a while longer. It catches the light when she moves, glowing just a little. Faint, pulsing like it’s alive, syncing with the one I wear on my body, my protector mark. This mark not just says she is mine, but also that she is a protec

Anastasia"Long time, Irwin, huh?" I say, and there’s a cold smirk playing on my lips as Irwin opens the door.Behind me, I hear the soft thud of paws. That’s Alexei shifting into his wolf, right on cue. He’s not happy about this, I know that. I told him I wanted to talk to Irwin alone, just me. Not because I didn’t want backup, but because I needed to look Irwin in the eye without anyone else in the middle. But Alexei wasn’t thrilled about me stepping outside the territory on my own. I don’t blame him.He tried to argue at first, kept saying it’s risky, because things are unpredictable out here. But I promised I’d call if anything felt off. Told him to stay close. He finally gave in, shifted, and now he’s watching from somewhere nearby. In wolf form, he’s faster anyway. If something goes down, he’ll be here within a blink on an eye."Never knew you could heal so fast, especially after how Pete delivered you back," he jokes, sounding surprised and I also find a hint of sarcasm. "Just

AnastasiaI step out of the cottage, my mind already processing all the new findings, and the moment I put some distance between me and the door, I hear the soft shuffle behind me.“Do you trust him?” Alexei falls in step beside me. He’s back in his human form now, hair still damp from the shift, shirtless but wearing shorts. “No,” I say without missing a beat. I don’t even look at him, just keep walking, eyes ahead.I know he heard every word. With how sharp werewolf hearing is, I’d be more surprised if he hadn’t. He doesn’t apologize, though. None of them ever do. That’s just how it works around here.“But he’s one of the hunters who had access to the artillery,” I say, slowing my pace as we enter the pack’s territory. "He is quite skillful when it comes to weapons."I stop and turn toward him, catching his gaze. “I’m going to use him to find out what we’re really up against. And he’s going to help us train for it.”“What if he doesn’t?” Alexei asks, voice lower now, more serious.

AnastasiaI lead Irvin across the field where the guys are already warming up. The sun's barely up, dew still clings to the grass, and yet these wolves move like they’ve had three cups of coffee already. Irvin walks beside me, hands in his pockets, quiet like usual, but I can tell he’s curious. He keeps glancing at the wolves like he’s trying to figure them out. Probably is. That’s fine. They’re trying to figure him out too.“Alright,” I call out as we stop in front of the group. The wolves pause, forming a loose half-circle. "This Irvin. He is a hunter just like me. But he’s not here to fight us. He’s here to help us.”There are a few raised brows, a few skeptical gazes, but no one says a word.I glance at Irvin. “He knows their weapons, their setups, their signals. What kind of ambush might they plan? Where might they hide their traps? Today, he’s gonna walk you through it all. Show you what they use, how they move, how they think.” I turn my face back to them, "He is going to trai

AnastasiaThere’s still this nagging thing in the back of my mind that doesn’t sit right. Something I haven’t been able to shake off. Irvin never came back. Never even tried. And sure, now I know Ralph tried to kill him, which makes it clear Pete had a hand in it too. But then why was he keeping tabs on the hunters if he was trying to disappear?“You never wanted anyone to find out you’re alive,” I say, watching him from the side as I sit on the bench. “You wanted Pete to believe you’re gone for good. But then why were you spying on them?”He sits next to me and lets out a slow breath. “Because Mara’s still there.”He doesn’t even hesitate, like it’s the most obvious answer in the world.“We can’t just leave and pretend they won’t come after us. If they know someone’s trying to escape, they’ll hunt them down. Pete probably thinks I’m dead, so I’m not a priority anymore. But she’s still in it. Still part of their twisted little group. If she tries to leave, they’ll come for her.”His j