All Chapters of Sold To The Feral Alpha: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

DARIUS' POV☆■■■☆■■■☆The second Callis muttered the word "trihybrid," something in my chest tightened. Like a wire had been pulled too tight inside me and was about to snap.I pulled her and Anastasia—the healer—into one of the old side chambers in the west wing, the kind barely anyone used anymore. The door groaned as I shut it behind us."Alright, talk. What the hell is a trihybrid?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.Callis glanced at Anastasia, then back at me. "It’s... complicated. But if what we’re seeing is true, Emmeline might be descended from Fellbloods."I blinked. "Fellbloods? That some kind of vampire clan?"Callis shook her head. "No. Werewolves. A rare, nearly extinct bloodline. Small stature, unusually fast, natural magic. Their blood was... dangerous. Not in a 'they’re evil' way—just powerful. Most thought they died out centuries ago."Anastasia stepped forward, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her cloak. "The symptoms line up. The accelerated fetal gr

DARIUS’ POV☆■■■☆■■■☆She looked me dead in the eye and said, “I swear to you, Darius, I didn’t leave this room.”And fuck me, I wanted to believe her. Hell, a big part of me did. But the ripped shirt hanging off her shoulder, the dried blood caked under her fingernails—none of that screamed, ‘I stayed in bed all night reading a goddamn book.’I noticed the dried blood under her nails weren't even hers. My heart sank. I didn't want to alarm her, but I needed answers. "Em, you really don't remember anything from last night?"She shook her head, confusion clouding her features. "No. I... I don't remember leaving the room."I nodded, trying to mask my concern. Maybe it was just a bad dream.But it wasn't. A search party had found a body near the north edge of the estate—one of our guards. His throat was torn open, no sign of struggle, no witnesses. Callis examined Emmeline and suggested that the baby might be influencing her behavior. She theorized that Emmeline's instincts were sh

DARIUS’ POV●●●●●●●●●●I brought in two new guards this morning—Weston and Aiden. They were handpicked from the south quadrant. The type trained not to ask questions, not to hesitate when I give an order. I didn’t tell Emmeline. She didn’t need to know. Not yet. But one of them would stand outside her door every second of every damn day. Even while she slept.I hated doing it. Felt like locking her up. But after what happened to that guard... fuck, I couldn’t take another risk.Because the truth is, I don’t think she meant to kill that man. I don’t. But she did. And that scares the shit out of me. Because if she can do that without knowing, without remembering, then what happens the next time someone pisses her off or tries to touch her or startles her in the hallway? What happens when the baby’s instincts kick in stronger than her own?My Emmeline. She wasn’t capable of that—at least, the woman I knew wasn’t. But reality didn’t care what I believed. The truth was, her hands had blood

DARIUS’S POV □■□■□■□■□■□ I woke to the soft tick of the wall clock—3:17 AM—when a guard’s knock jerked me from half-sleep. The moonlight painted the war room in pale silver; I didn’t bother to grab my sword. I knew trouble by the way his shoulders curved inward, the parchment he held trembling in his gloved hand. “Alpha,” he said, voice low, eyes darting. “Urgent. No sender name—just this.” He laid the envelope on the table and backed away. I cracked one eye. The seal was unmistakable: the Northern Highlands Council. My chest tightened. I peeled the wax away and unfolded the letter. The words jumped: > ‘A seer has spoken. The child growing in your Luna will ruin everything. Be warned, for this is not our way.’ The parchment blurred. I balled it in my fist until my knuckles screamed. My jaw locked, and I pressed my palm to my mouth—half to stop them, half to steady myself. “What the fuck?” I muttered under my breath. The guard swallowed. I pushed the crumpled paper at him. “Read

EMMELINE’S POV□■□■□■□■□■□■□■Later that afternoon, the moon goddess decided to test me further—or so it seemed.Darius and I were in the council chamber, just the two of us, when a guard entered holding a sealed letter."It’s from the Highlands, Alpha," the guard said.Darius looked at me, then back at the letter. He didn’t want me to see it. That much was obvious. But I was already standing."Give it here.""Emmeline—""I said, give it."The guard hesitated only a second before handing it over. I broke the wax seal with shaking fingers and pulled the parchment out.The words were polite. At least more than I had expected.‘The Northern Highlands Council humbly requests an audience with Luna Emmeline for clarity and spiritual assessment, in light of recent visions received by our seer. This request is made in the interest of peace, truth, and the protection of all packs.’I stared at it for a long moment. My blood ran cold.Visions? What visions? What the hell did they think was insi