All Chapters of Mated To The Enemy Alpha: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Nathaniel’s POVI stood in front of the wooden dresser, pulling out the clothes I would need. A dark shirt, plain trousers, my old boots. I placed them one by one on the bed, trying to stay focused. My sword was already cleaned and resting against the wall. My travel bag was half full. I had packed it the night before, but I wasn’t done.I had waited long enough.Alexander was still out there and his silence had started to unsettle me. He was too quiet.I didn’t trust the silence.Behind me, I could hear Phoebe’s slow breathing. She was sitting in the chair near the window. She hadn’t spoken much since I started packing again. She just watched. I could feel her eyes on me as I folded another shirt and placed it in the bag.“You’re really going,” she said at last.I didn’t turn to look at her. “Yes.”She stood up slowly. I heard her footsteps before I saw her. She came to stand beside the bed, just watching me as I pulled the laces tight on the pack.“You don’t even know where he is,”

Duncan’s POVAlexander was coming to the Glassfur pack. Since I started to have the altercations with his pack over Phoebe, there wasn't a time I hadn't thought of doing nasty things to one of them to send a message to Nathaniel. But from what I had learned, it was pointless to try to use him to get to Nathaniel. He didn't care about the brother, and he was a rebel. Alexander was simply chasing his own interests while his brother chased his own interests. But outright rebellion was what I had not seen coming. How could Phoebe be in the midst of such chaos? How could she claim to be happy in a pack where the brothers were at war and probably didn't give a shit about whatever was happening with her?Granted, she was fierce and could help herself through the chaos, but wasn't there more peace here for her?Here, she would be in the councils and discuss how to run the pack with me. She would have a voice here and her opinions would be heard. What if she wasn't even given that opportuni

Nathaniel’s POVThe sun had already started going down when we finally reached the gates of the Star-Rain Pack. The air was cool, and the sky was streaked with orange and pale gold. I had sent word ahead that I would be arriving, but I didn’t expect the gates to be wide open and a small group waiting right at the entrance.Alpha Winston stood in the center. His back was straight, and his eyes were sharp, even though he looked to be around my father’s age. His hair was more white than gray, and his beard was trimmed neatly. Beside him stood a few of his elders and warriors, all dressed in formal clothing. They made a line behind their alpha, their heads slightly bowed as we approached.I brought my horse to a stop and dismounted. Winston stepped forward and gave me a firm handshake, both his hands gripping mine.“Alpha Nathaniel,” he said with a smile, “your visit honors us more than you know.”“Thank you,” I replied, keeping my voice steady. “It means a lot to be received so openly.”

Nathaniel's POVMy mind would not stop going back to Phoebe back in our pack. I was here, far away from the Moonhowl pack where I could use a car or even use a phone. These parts were interior and it left me without speaking with my Luna. It was unsettling. I didn't like the order of things. “I trust her to be able to hold the pack and make sure everything runs smoothly, but I have to be able to communicate with her,” I told myself severally. Sean, my wolf, was on the same page with me.“She is handling the pack well, they don't see her as the Alpha, but they know better than to openly rebel against the Luna. Besides, she is not giving them a reason to.” I sighed and leaned back into the chair I was sitting on. There was a lot to do in such a small time and I didn't send anyone to have things done this time. It was late into the night when I finally finished reviewing my notes. I sat at the small desk in the guest room Alpha Winston had given me. The lamp beside me cast a soft ligh

Nathaniel's POVThe morning air was crisp as I led our small group away from Star-Rain territory. The sun had just begun its ascent, casting a soft glow over the landscape. The rhythmic clatter of hooves against the dirt path was the only sound accompanying us. My guards rode in disciplined silence behind me, their presence a constant reminder of the responsibilities I bore. I longed for Phoebe's presence even as I moved with my company.As the familiar surroundings of Star-Rain faded into the distance, my thoughts turned inward. I found myself replaying the events of the previous evening, dissecting every word and gesture from Alpha Winston. His warm welcome, the carefully prepared dinner, and the subsequent conversation all seemed straightforward on the surface. Yet, I couldn't shake the feeling that there were undercurrents I hadn't fully grasped.Winston's desire for closer ties with Moonhowl was evident. He spoke of alliances and mutual benefits, his words laced with a sincerity