The Mysterious Alpha のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

Craig’s POVThe Annual Gathering was just five days away, and everything felt overwhelming, apart from the time when I was thrown out by Clayton and had no idea what I was supposed to do. This was the second time I felt like I had a lot to do. Everyone had received a personal invitation from Clayton except me, but that was the least of the problems, as I had my own sources for getting an invitation. What bothered my mind most was the relationship between Clayton and Ron. For one, I had expected it to be a total disaster, but according to Fred, they were still communicating in a civil manner. Second, he had met Freda and also the lady she had been with. She warned her against the lady, but Freda seemed adamant about the lady. Oman sat in front of me. Ever since he had taken on the task of documenting every piece of information sent to us from the spies, he was more or less like my personal assistant.“How many Silver Blood members have you successfully rescued?”Oman opened the boo

One Hundred and FourFreda’s POVI felt different, and I was certain I surely smelled nicer. I finally took my bath and changed into another dress. Ava also bathed and collected one of my dresses. Stephen performed another one of his magic hand tricks and prepared another delicious meal. We all sat on the couch and ate the meal to our satisfaction. After the meal, we sat around the table. The room was small, and we could all see each other very clearly. My heart beat in anticipation as I watched Stephen waiting for whatever task he was willing to assign to us.The decision settled heavily in my chest.I had come to the Moon Blood Pack to prove that I wasn't weak. To prove I deserved to stand beside Craig.Walking away from the Alpha's house felt too much like giving up.But perhaps wars weren't won by stubbornness alone.He was back with the file in his hand, and this time he placed it on the table in front of us. Before he could say any other word, Ava raised her hand. “Can I pleas

One Hundred and SixFreda’s POVXiva stood up, dusting his pants as if they were dirty, before going to open the door. Somehow, my palm felt sweaty, and I held onto Ava. She also did. Phina looked at our joined hands and puckered her lips together. But all I did was give her a tight smile. The first man to walk in was young. He looked to be in his twenties, and I wondered if it was a mistake or if he had stepped into the wrong room. Everyone I was expecting should be around Stephen and Xiva's age, but the more people stepped in, the more I realised there were more young people here than old. My heart raced as they came in and stopped in front of us. Their eyes moved between Ava and I as if they were silently judging us. I didn’t mind, because I was silently judging them. These are the people who were willing to risk everything to go against Clayton. When Xiva shut the door, I could tell that the last person they were expecting had come in. A glance at the people told me they wer

One Hundred and Eight.Freda’s POVZero stared at his hand and let out a shriek that turned all attention solemnly on him. My heart raced. It was hard to believe I had done that. I really did it. Then Zero screamed, falling on his knee. “How? How?” He turned his hand, searching for something. “It’s truly healed.” Then suddenly, he bowed down.Surprised, I parted my lips, but no words came out. As if they were on command, everyone started shouting and bowing down to me. Phina also bowed down. Xiva and Stephen were also down. The only one up and smiling at me was Ava. The smile on her face was so wide that it made me smile. With no idea how to react to such attention, I only ended up laughing. Words failed me, and my excitement skyrocketed. After a while, they started standing up. People moved closer, trying to see me. Phina was the one who broke the silence. “How did you do that, Freda? I had no idea you were a healer,” she sounded shocked and betrayed. I shrugged. “I didn’t se

Craig's POV It was exactly as we had predicted. The place was filled with a lot of people, and no one bothered to check who was who. It was as if they were secured by the security at the gate. I passed our invitation to one of the attendants, and soon we were ushered into a small room. The three of us were asked to manage the room as they had received more visitors than they were expecting, and there wasn't enough room for everyone. “Clayton must have spent a lot to host this?” Greg said, dropping his bag on the floor.“That is no news. Everyone knows the Moon Blood Pack is the wealthiest pack there is. Why would they bother about the little money they are about to spend?”Memories of the pictures I had received about how the members of the Moon Blood Pack were suffering flashed in my mind. My hand fisted in my thigh.“Can we not speak about that man?” I said, my tone coming out harsher than I intended. They shared a look. Then Greg frowned. “Sorry.”We fell into a comfortable sil