All Chapters of Iron Fangs MC The Alpha's Mate Dilemma : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

The Double Game Helena Grimm stood alone in the ruins of the mining facility two hours after the rogues had dispersed, waiting in the shadows for the contact she'd arranged through carefully encrypted channels. The moonlight filtering through broken windows cast everything in stark black and white, fitting for a woman who had spent the last six months walking the line between truth and deception. The sound of approaching footsteps made her turn toward the entrance, where a figure emerged from the darkness with the careful movements of someone expecting potential violence. Matthew's scent reached her before she could make out his features—Alpha authority mixed with exhaustion and the kind of grim determination that came from protecting a pack under siege. "Alpha Grimm," Matthew said quietly, stopping just inside the shelter of the collapsed roof. "Your message was... unexpected." "I imagine it was," Helena replied, stepping into a shaft of moonlight so he could see her clearly. "Co

The Scope of War The great hall had been reconfigured for a full pack assembly, every seat filled with the grim faces of wolves who had endured too many attacks and lost too many friends to still believe in simple solutions. Matthew stood at the podium where Lisa had once faced down hostile Alphas, but tonight his audience was family—worried, angry, determined family who deserved to know exactly what they were up against. Lisa sat in the front row with Luna Rose sleeping peacefully in her carrier, Ethan's protective presence a constant at her side. Her wounds from the highway ambush had healed well enough for her to attend this mandatory briefing, though Matthew could see the lingering tension in her shoulders, the way she unconsciously positioned herself between Luna Rose and any potential threat. "Before we begin," Matthew said, his Alpha authority filling every corner of the hall, "I want to make something clear. What I'm about to share with you is classified intelligence that

Sacred Ground Defiled The first explosion ripped through the eastern section of the amphitheater, sending ancient stone flying like shrapnel as families scrambled for cover. Lisa threw herself over Luna Rose's carrier, her body forming a protective shield as debris rained down around them. The baby's terrified screams cut through the chaos, but the sound meant she was alive, unharmed, breathing. "Move! Everyone move!" Ethan's voice cut through the pandemonium as he hauled Lisa and Luna Rose toward the reinforced positions that had been prepared for exactly this scenario. All around them, pack security forces were engaging hostile targets while families fled toward designated safe zones. A second explosion, closer this time, sent a shockwave through the amphitheater that knocked several people to their knees. Lisa saw Alpha Morrison go down hard, blood streaming from a head wound where flying stone had caught him. His wife Elena was beside him immediately, her medical training taki

From the Shadows Lisa was in the medical bay attempting to channel healing energy into Tommy Morrison when the alarms began sounding—not the pack's internal warning system, but something else entirely. The piercing wail of emergency sirens that belonged to human authorities, growing closer by the second. "What the hell?" Marcus's voice crackled through the intercom as the sound of helicopters began drowning out everything else. "We've got federal agents surrounding the territory. Full tactical deployment." Lisa looked up from Tommy's bedside, her heart sinking as she realized what was happening. All the supernatural violence, all the attacks and explosions and coordinated assaults—someone in the human government had been paying attention. And now they were responding with the kind of force that could destroy everything the packs had built over generations. "Dr. Martinez," she said urgently, "I need to get Luna Rose to safety. Can you—" "I've got Tommy," Dr. Martinez assured her,

In the Eye of the Storm Lisa sat motionless in their bedroom, still wearing clothes stained with the blood of the men she'd killed, while Luna Rose nursed peacefully in her arms. The contrast was stark—her daughter's innocent contentment against her mother's thousand-yard stare, the gentle domesticity of feeding time overlaid with the scent of violence that still clung to Lisa's skin and hair. Ethan settled beside them on the bed, his arm encircling both his girls while his enhanced senses cataloged the mixture of emotions radiating from his mate. Relief that the children were safe. Satisfaction at having eliminated threats to innocents. But underneath it all, a bone-deep weariness that spoke to someone who was tired of being strong, tired of fighting, tired of constantly standing between danger and everything she loved. "The federal agents are still here," he said quietly, not wanting to disturb Luna Rose but needing Lisa to understand the ongoing situation. "Walsh is setting u