All Chapters of Destiny’s Bite; The Alpha’s Heir: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Chapter Twenty one

ELARA POVThe forest changes the moment I cross the threshold. The trees are taller here, ancient, thick-trunked, their canopies casting a blue-green haze over the mossy ground. The scent in the air shifts, too. Cleaner. Wilder. Magic hums beneath the soil like a current I can’t see but feel deep in my bones. Predator Pack. The air itself carries weight, not with fear, but with power. My pulse races as I step deeper into the woods. I should be afraid. But I’m not. Not anymore. I walk further into the trees, until I see him again. The golden-eyed stranger.He steps from behind a tree, tall and broad shouldered, his movements fluid and quiet. His hair is tousled, dark, just a shade lighter than Zane’s, but his energy is… calmer, more controlled and somehow ancient.Thanks to our genes you can hardly tell the age of werewolves and something tells me he is older than he lets on “Welcome,” he says, voice deep but gentle. I stop a few paces from him “Who are you?” I lift a brow at hi

Last Updated : 2025-06-20

Chapter Twenty Two

ELARA POV I wake before dawn, for a moment, I forget where I am.The scent of burning pine. Soft fur blankets. No scent of mold or dirt. No leaking roof. No cold, stone cell disguised as a bedroom.“Not Moonstone pack.Not Ridge pack.Predator pack”The realization settles over me slowly it’s comforting and also terrifying. I sit up and place my hand on my stomach. The baby stirs lightly beneath my skin. “You’re safe,” I whisper, though I’m not sure who I’m trying to convince, him or me. The fire has gone out, but the room is still warm, magic lingers here, I can feel it, like something in the walls breathes when I do.Amber said they would give me a few days to adjust before starting training, but I don’t want days. I don’t want to sit here and rest. I’ve been resting my entire life, It’s time to move. When I step into the hallway, Elias is already there. Leaning casually against the stone archway like he never left. “Couldn’t sleep either?” he asks. “I could,” I admit. “But

Last Updated : 2025-06-20

Chapter Twenty Three

ELARA POV The sacred grove is nothing like I imagined. It isn’t made of golden trees or shimmering waters. It’s quiet. Still. Carved from shadow and stone, ringed with ancient carvings that lean inward like they’re listening. Amber walks ahead of me in silence. The wind tangles in her long hair, catching on the silver clasps that line her braids. We reach the center of the grove, where a massive white stone juts from the ground. At its base, symbols glow faintly pulsing in a rhythm that feels disturbingly familiar. “Your mother came here before she left,” Amber says. “It’s like she knew she was walking into danger like she wasn’t sure if she’d return.” She kneels beside the stone and presses her palm to the symbols. They shimmer. “She left this for you. Only blood of her line can open it.” I take a step forward, hesitant. “What is it?” I whisper. “A memory,” she says. “A message. Perhaps more.” I crouch beside her and raise my hand. It trembles, then I press it to the stone

Last Updated : 2025-06-21

Chapter Twenty Four

ELARA POV The training grounds at Predator Pack are carved into the mountainside, where the trees thin and the air runs sharp with wind and raw energy. I stand at the edge of the arena, barefoot, sweat already lining my palms. The stone beneath my feet is cold, jagged, and real. Unlike Moonstone’s fake polished floors and Ridge’s soft mats, this place doesn’t coddle. It tests you.Elias stands across from me, calm and still as ever. The wind pulls at his dark coat, his golden eyes fixed on me like he’s already seen what’s about to happen. “Today,” he says, “we call the wolf.” I swallow. Hard. Hyrax stirs in the back of my mind. “I’m ready,”she whispers. “Are you?” My stomach clenches and I know it is not the baby. “You said I’m different,” I murmur, eyes on the dirt. “You are,” Elias says. “Your mother was a white wolf. One of the last. You carry her blood and her spirit. When you shift, it won’t be like the others.” I look up. “Then what will it be like?” Elias’s gaze da

Last Updated : 2025-06-21

Chapter Twenty Five

ELARA POV I don’t tell anyone about the dream. About my mother. The field. The glowing dagger. Not because I don’t trust them… but because I don’t trust myself with what it might mean. Instead, I throw myself into training. Every day begins before dawn with Elias on the cliffs hand-to-hand combat, then weapons. Staff. Sword. Knife. He makes me use the moon-bone dagger sparingly. Only when he sees my control is unwavering. “She didn’t leave this to stay sheathed,” he reminds me. “But it will do more than cut flesh. If you draw it in anger, it might never stop bleeding.” A part of me believes him. There’s something alive in the blade. Something ancient. Restless, It hums when I hold it too long, like it’s waiting for something or someone. After combat, I shift. Every. Single. Day. Hyrax is stronger now. Her thoughts clearer. Our movements more fluid.But the power is heavier than I imagined.I’m not just fast, I’m unnatural, when I run, the trees blur when I leap, I land yard

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Chapter Twenty Six

ELARA POVZane’s voice lingers in my head longer than I want it to. Every time I try to shake him off, his words settle like fog in the back of my mind. I throw myself into training to push it away.Amber has us running combat drills from dawn until sunset. My limbs ache, my palms are blistered, and still, I stay on the field, repeating the same forms over and over.I’m not doing this to prove anything.I’m doing it to forget.To stop feeling like I’m somehow still tethered to him, no matter how far I run.“You’re too tense,” Amber says quietly, sitting beside me during morning meditation. Her posture is perfect, her eyes half-lidded.I don’t look at her. “I’m fine.”“You’re distracted.” She hums“I said I’m fine.” I snap back at her She hums. “You’re still tied to him Elara.”I exhale through my nose. “I know.”Her tone stays light. “Still want him to reject you?”The answer sits in my throat like a stone. “Yes.”Amber doesn’t press untill I add, softer this time, “No.”She opens on

Last Updated : 2025-07-02

Chapter Twenty Seven

ELARA POVThe howl fades into the night air, now loud enough for everyone to hear.Zane.How he managed to get so close without tripping the outer wards, I have no idea. Maybe he made a deal. Maybe he forced someone’s hand. But I know one thing with absolute certainty, he’s here.And it makes my heart pound in ways that it shouldn’t I find Elias first, standing alone at the top of the northern wall. His posture is tense, his arms crossed tightly over his chest as he stares into the shadows beyond the treeline.“You heard it,” I say as I step up beside him.He doesn’t look at me, but he nods. “He’s just beyond the wards. Not moving. Waiting.”“Let him in.” I turn to him slightly Now he does look at me, eyebrows raised. “You’re sure?”“No,” I admit, wrapping my arms around myself. “But I need to know what he wants.”Elias studies me for a beat. Then he turns and signals the guards below. “Ten minutes. If you’re not back, I’m coming after you.”I give him a nod, even though my heartbe

Last Updated : 2025-07-02

Chapter Twenty Eight

ELARA POV The council chamber of Predator Pack is built into the mountain itself. At the head of the room, Declan sits in his carved stone seat. Amber and Elias flank him on either side, their faces unreadable. They look like statues carved from the mountain itself, firm, immovable, and silently dangerous. And standing at the center of it all… is Zane. Unarmed. Unflinching. Completely exposed. But he isn’t alone. Dozens of warriors line the edges of the chamber, eyes locked on him. Every person in this room is alert, waiting for a single wrong breath. He isn’t trusted here. Not yet. Maybe not ever. He’s Moonstone. A son of the Alpha who kidnapped their daughter. The former promised mate of Grace Nightshade. And now? He’s my mate. The father of the child growing inside me. I stand off to the side, arms crossed tightly over my chest, willing my face to remain unreadable. But the bond on my neck betrays me. It hums with awareness, reacting to him, like a fire refusing to die. D

Last Updated : 2025-07-03

Chapter Twenty Nine

ELARA POVPredator Territory — Just Past MidnightI find Zane in the training ring again.After the warning from Skull, everything has been quietToo quiet.The cold mountain wind whips through the trees, carrying the metallic scent of blood, the smoke from the outer guard posts… and him. He’s shirtless, again. Not because he’s training. Not because he’s reckless.Because he’s angry.His fists slam into the wooden post in brutal rhythm, each strike echoing across the quiet grounds. His knuckles are already split, blood staining the old tree.He doesn’t stop. Doesn’t flinch. He just keeps hitting like it’s the only thing tethering him to the ground.But I see the tension in his shoulders. The rage beneath the surface. The pain he’s not saying aloud.And I feel it, burning in my neck.That damned mark reacting to him like it always does. A tug beneath the skin, subtle but insistent.“Zane,” I say as I step into the ring.He doesn’t look at me right away. His fists still. His back rises

Last Updated : 2025-07-04

Chapter Thirty

ELARA POVPredator Territory Later That NightSleep doesn’t come.Not because of nightmares. Not because of unease.But because for the first time in weeks, I don’t want to forget the way tonight felt.The quietness in the ring. The way his voice broke when he said he missed us. The look in his eyes when he realized I wasn’t turning away.The way his hand hovered near my cheek like I was something sacred. Something lost and found all at once.I’m still wrapped in the weight of it when a soft knock lands at my door.Three taps.Light and careful but I already know it’s him.I sit up slowly. My fingers tighten on the edge of the blanket.I don’t owe him anything. Not tonight. Not anymore.But still… I open the door.Zane stands there, holding a mug in both hands. His shirt is clean, though wrinkled and loose like he grabbed it in a rush. There’s a faint line creased along his cheek from the couch cushion. He hasn’t slept either.“I figured…” he starts, his voice low. “If you’re awake, y

Last Updated : 2025-07-05

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