บททั้งหมดของ THE OUTCAST’S ALPHA MATE: LOVE AND REDEMPTION: บทที่ 141 - บทที่ 150

Marian found herself, and Dinka, on the ground, unable to move.As Dinka’s eyes closed, Marian moved into Brock’s mind.He had been bitten on the shoulder by the attacking wolf and had swiped at his attacker’s throat, cutting the Bloodrayne Guard deep.Even distracted as Brock had been by the unexpected movements from Bloodrayne, he had been able to push Dinka out of the way of most of whatever had been thrown at her, while still dodging the direct attack.Brock was taking her father’s blood after all, and after his injuries last time, just days ago, from her rabid wolf, he had taken a lot.No one in the allied force was stronger than Brock.The injured Bloodrayne wolf staggered back and fell to the ground. He shifted to human form, and his body curled into a near fetal position, spasming as the shifter drew his last breath.Marian, through Brock’s eyes, stared.Brock snarled at Tobias as his wolf

Throughout the march, various shifters submitted or made oral reports to Alpha Dax – those who had been part of the battle, and those who were coming from other packs to help the returning warriors.As the reports came in, Dax took stock of what had happened to his almost forty Lightmoon warriors and their over one hundred and fifty allies, thirty of whom had come from Whitehall itself – the Alpha King’s pack.As Dax put things together, sorting out what needed to reach the Alpha King’s ear versus what he KNEW would reach, whether or not he wanted it to, he paced faster, his mind working.The Alpha King’s spies are true, Dax reflected, his brow furrowed.They are everywhere, well hidden.I can’t stop them, bribe them, or kill them.Some don’t even know they’re spies. They just ‘talk’ with others, and those others take the information u

“What did he say?”“Nothing, King Alpha,” Finn remarked formally.They were at the pack hospital.“Hmmm…” the Alpha King droned, then commented to the spellcaster before him, “What will be done about this bleeding?”“We have applied all the herbs, King Alpha. Nothing is working,” a frazzled spellcaster from Whitehall replied to his leader and pack Alpha.“Bring their pack doctor back in,” the King ordered.The three Whitehall shifters were in a large hospital room where only one patient lay on a stretcher.Reyland had been rushed into the pack hospital at half past midnight. Byron had already been prepared for them as Jackson had used runes to contact guards who had then relayed the message to the pack doctor.Lightmoon still had the magic preventing links over any significant distance, but had set up channels for communicating in any emergencies.

As Marian measured her breathing, calling up every meditation technique she had learned from her fathers – Corien and Gravan – she kept her face clear of any unnecessary twitches and micromovements.Something felt off about the shifter who could only be the Alpha King.He was strong. Too strong. It was unnerving.He could take the Alpha of Bloodrayne by himself if he wanted to. Marian was certain of this.Yet, he had not.Instead, here he was, on their land, mere hours away from Bloodrayne, doing nothing.Here he was, as cool as could be, watching Dorien, and everyone else, after keeping them out of their own land for almost a full hour.Marian refocused her attention on the scene before her. Stopping her mind, cleansing her aura.Dorien pulled a chair beside Reyland’s bed.“No, Noble heir, wait, let me bring a cot –” Byron said hurriedly.“No. This is fine,” Dorien

“How many would know what you discovered of the things that happened on the battlefield, and still keep their words in their heart?” Byron continued steadily, gazing knowingly at Marian.“Doctor,” Marian breathed, her eyes filling again as she kept her gaze on Reyland.“You know what the Noble heir has done, but you say nothing,” Byron continued evenly.“Doc–” Marian stuttered, shaking her head slowly.“I know what he has done. Jackson has told me of it. And from your aura earlier, it was clear what you wanted to do. And I know you, princess, you would not want his head all of a sudden, and for no reason,” Byron explained calmly before Marian could ask.Marian’s eyes widened as she finally faced the old doctor.She glanced around the closed room.From where she stood, her back was to the door.“No one can hear us. Rest assured,” Byron commented