Semua Bab Bound to Alpha Salvatore : Bab 161 - Bab 163

Third Person’s PerspectivePeace had finally returned to Brimstone Pack. The land was quiet again. The air smelled of fresh grass and wet soil. Children played. Women laughed. Men fixed broken walls and cleaned the bloodstains that were still drying on the corners of the stone paths.Salvatore stood in the middle of it all. His eyes watched everything. His people smiled at him. They looked at him with respect again. But inside, he was still heavy. Not everything was fine. Not yet.There was one last thing he needed to do.He turned around and started walking toward the cells. They were dark and cold, built deep below the packhouse. Two guards opened the gates when they saw him coming. They didn’t speak. They just stepped aside.Salvatore walked in slowly. His boots made a soft sound on the floor. The hallway was long and quiet. Cold wind touched his face. The lights were dim. He passed the cells one by one, until he stopped in front of the last one.Ares was sitting on the floor. His

The FinaleElena’s Point of ViewEighteen years had passed.It still felt like yesterday when I first held Amelia in my arms, her small body wrapped in soft cloth, her eyes blinking at the world for the first time. Now she was standing in the middle of the Brimstone courtyard, surrounded by lights, music, and laughter. Today was her 18th birthday.The whole pack had gathered for her. Everyone was dressed nicely. Colorful lanterns hung from trees. Long tables were filled with food, roasted meat, fresh bread, bowls of soup, and sweet cakes with berries. Children ran between chairs. Women clapped their hands and sang. Men laughed loudly, raising their drinks.“She looks so grown up,” I whispered to Salvatore, who was sitting beside me.“She is,” he replied, smiling. “Too grown.”Amelia wore a long blue dress. Her hair was braided with small white flowers. She moved through the crowd, greeting everyone. She laughed, hugged the old women, and danced with the younger ones. The whole pack lo