All Chapters of Alpha's Eclipse: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The first wolf lunged with a snarl, its teeth bared, but before Lira could react, Caius was there. With a growl that shook the very air, he shoved her aside and met the creature head-on. His powerful hands locked around its neck, snapping it with a brutal twist. The wolf crumpled to the ground, its body limp.Chaos erupted around them.Dain fought with a primal ferocity, his blade cutting through the air with deadly precision. Each strike was clean and swift, but for every wolf he felled, another seemed to rise in its place. Blood sprayed the ground, staining the earth as the battle raged on. Tobias, ever calm and calculating, moved beside Dain, his movements sharp and exact. But even he could see it—despite their best efforts, they were outnumbered. The wolves kept coming, too many, too fast.Lira's heart thundered in her chest as she dodged another wolf that lunged at her. Her body was still recovering from the ritual, but instinct drove her, her legs moving on their own, propelled

After four days of exhausting travel, the sight of Grimhowl’s towering gates brought a wave ofrelief to the weary group. The icy northern winds howled through the snow-covered trees, bitingat their skin as Lira tightened her cloak around her shoulders. The journey had taken a toll on allof them, especially the injured warriors who had been carried in makeshift stretchers, but themoment the first structures of Grimhowl came into view, Caius let out a deep breath andmind-linked his Beta.'Elias, we’re almost at the borders. Open the gates.'A few moments later, movement stirred in the distance. The massive steel gates creaked open,the sound echoing in the still night air. A group of warriors rushed forward to meet them. At thecenter was Elias, his strong frame standing firm against the wind. His sharp, calculating eyesscanned the group, lingering on the injured wolves being carried.Behind him, dozens of pack members had gathered, their faces a mixture of curiosity andconcern. T

Lira wandered through Grimhowl, taking in its vastness with a quiet awe. The snow-coveredground beneath her boots crunched as she walked, the cold northern air biting at her cheeks. Itwas so different from Valenwood, where the forest had felt alive with magic—where the verytrees seemed to whisper secrets. Here, everything was built on strength, from the toweringstone walls of the Alpha’s mansion to the well-maintained roads and grand structures that dottedthe landscape. There was power in the air, a raw, unyielding force that felt almost tangible.She couldn’t help but admire it. Grimhowl was a fortress, built to withstand anything. But as shecontinued through the compound, her thoughts inevitably returned to the danger that loomedahead. Malakar’s forces were growing stronger, and no amount of strength or fortitude would beenough to fight them unless they figured out how to harness their own power. And that, shethought, was something she wasn’t sure they could do.Her footste

Morgana led Lira through the winding corridors of Grimhowl’s grand estate, finally stopping at asecluded chamber tucked away from the bustling heart of the pack’s fortress. The room was small, its atmosphere thick with the scent of herbs, dried flowers, and the faint must of oldparchment. Candles flickered in the corners, casting long shadows against the stone walls,which were lined with ancient tomes—some so worn that the titles had faded to nothing morethan ghostly traces.The witch gestured to a high-backed chair, its fabric rich and deep in color, and Lira hesitatedonly for a moment before sitting across from her. The air was heavy with unspoken secrets, andLira could feel the weight of them pressing down on her.Morgana leaned back in her seat, folding her hands in front of her. Her eyes seemed to darkenas she began to speak, her voice low and steady, as though every word carried the weight ofcenturies.“I am older than most beings you’ve ever met, Lira. I have lived for

The frozen winds of Grimhowl howled across the vast training grounds, biting at Lira’s exposed skin. Yet she stood firm, her body steady despite the numbing chill, her eyes narrowed in concentration. In her palm, a small flame flickered, its golden light casting a warm glow against her pale skin. The fire was a reflection of the power stirring within her, a force she was still learning to control.“Good,” Morgana’s voice cut through the cold, low, and almost predatory as she circled Lira.“Now, expand it.”Lira inhaled deeply, focusing on the warmth in her core. The flicker of the flame responded, stretching and twisting, growing larger as she fed it more of her energy. The fire danced wildly for a moment, the air around it shimmering with heat, but Lira kept her focus, forcing the fire into control. Slowly, the flame took shape, curling into an orb of bright golden light that hovered just above her palm.Morgana stopped her pacing, her sharp eyes gleaming with approval. “Better. Now,