All Chapters of Dumped My Unloyal Alpha: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

LOOK AT NORTH SKY WHEN THE FULL MOON PHASE.“What kind of message is this? Sounds creepy,” Malcolm whispered, his eyes scanning the words over and over as if a secret meaning would suddenly pop out.“Yeah, definitely creepy,” I agreed, a chill settling in my chest. “But yesterday was the peak of the full moon, Malcolm. If this was a warning or a sign, why would she send it now? The phase is already passing.”I looked out the kitchen window toward the north, where the jagged peaks of the mountains met the horizon. During the day, it looked peaceful, but I remembered the eerie, silver-root fog from my vision.“Maybe she doesn't mean the calendar moon,” Malcolm suggested, his voice tight. He set his coffee aside, the steam rising unheeded. “Maybe she means the 'Moon Phase' of the ritual. If the Puppet Master is using the baby as an anchor, he might be creating his own 'moon' a spiritual peak that doesn't follow the sky.”He gripped the edge of the counter, his knuckles turning whi

The roar didn't come from me. It came from the doorway, a thunderous burst of fury that drowned out the storm outside.The heavy oak doors didn't just open they were blown off their hinges. Malcolm stood there, his eyes glowing a lethal, incandescent gold that I had never seen before.He was drenched from the rain, his chest heaving, and the Silver Vow was out of its sheath, humming with a frequency that made the very air vibrate.He didn't wait. He moved like a blur of silver and muscle, crossing the room in a fraction of a second. Enrique barely had time to widen his hollow eyes before Malcolm’s shoulder slammed into him, throwing the Puppet Master back across the stone floor.“You lay a finger on my wife or my people again,” Malcolm growled, his voice a low, guttural vibration that shook the foundations of the house, “and I won't just kill you. I will erase every trace that you ever existed from the history of this world.”Enrique slid to a stop, his tattered robes flutterin

"What the hell is this rat trying to pull? Has he completely lost his mind?" Malcolm snarled, his voice rising in a fresh wave of fury. "After everything he's done to my Luna, he still has the nerve to demand an audience? He’s in no position to be giving orders."Mom let out a long, weary sigh, her eyes fixed on him with a heavy gaze. "I think you should go down there, Malcolm. Whatever he’s holding onto... he’s dead serious about it.""And you think I’m not just as serious about ending him, Beta Imogen?" Malcolm shot back, his sarcasm cutting through the air like a blade."Malcolm," Mom said, her voice dropping an octave. She didn't sound threatening, but she spoke with the commanding weight of an Elder that demanded respect. "I am speaking to you as your Elder, not just your subordinate. This isn't about his ego anymore. It’s about the truth behind what he’s done to your bloodline."The room went cold. Malcolm looked at me, then back at my mother, his jaw working as he fought th

“Don't you even try to play me,” Malcolm grumbled, his voice vibrating with a low, dangerous heat. His knuckles were white where he gripped the bars, the silver-lined metal literally smoking against his skin, but he didn't let go. “You’ve spent years weaving lies. Why should I believe the 'anchor' is in the vault?”Enrique didn't even flinch at the threat. He just tilted his head to the side with a sickeningly slow, bird-like motion, his eyes fixed on the blood dripping from my palm onto the floor.“Does it look like I'm playing, Alpha?” Enrique whispered. “Look at your wife. Her life force is tethered to a man who has nothing left to lose. So, you tell me, do you want to keep arguing about my honesty, or do you want to watch your Luna and your pup die right here in the dirt?”The air in the room felt like it had been sucked out. I could feel the baby's heart racing in my chest, a frantic, double-time beat that mirrored the throbbing pain in my hand.“Malcolm…” I managed to gasp,

“Both of you, stop! Stop being so goddamn selfish! Let. Him. Go. Now. He's connected to me to our baby and every blow you land on him tears through me too. I can't—" I gasped, clutching my stomach as another wave of pain rippled through me. “I can't keep pretending your secrets are worth more than my child's life, I'm done watching you circle each other, protecting your own legacy, while the truth rots beneath your feet.”Mom's face crumpled like paper, her eyes wide with hurt that cut deeper than any blade.“Why did you shout at me?” she repeated, her voice climbing into that wounded register that always made my chest ache. “I was defending you, sweetie! I was protecting our family! Everything I've done, everything… has been to keep you and entire pack safe!”She pressed a hand to her chest, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps.“Do you have any idea what it cost me to keep those secrets? To smile at pack gatherings while knowing what was locked away in that vault? To hold y