Lahat ng Kabanata ng Marked By Fate: The Alpha Who Loved Me: Kabanata 191 - Kabanata 200

Liam’s POVThe elders exchanged looks. Commander Reid’s fists clenched at his sides.“She said not to follow her,” I continued, my voice getting rougher with each word. “She said she had to go—because she wanted to protect me. Protect us. But she’s walking into death.”Aron sighed heavily, rubbing his forehead. “Alpha… Blackclaw is crawling with rogues. Alpha Jacob is unpredictable. You know what kind of man he is. If we send warriors there, it could start a war.”My wolf snarled inside me, and I slammed my hand down on the table so hard that the wood cracked. “She is my mate!” I shouted, my voice echoing in the room. “She’s your Luna! She went into danger for us, for this pack, and you’re telling me to sit here and do nothing?”The elders fell silent. The sound of my breathing filled the room. Johnson placed a firm hand on my shoulder, grounding me slightly. “Alpha,” he said in a calm but steady voice, “we’ll find her. We’ll bring her home. But we have to do it smart. We can’t rush i

Kat’s POVThe air in Blackclaw felt heavy, thick with smoke and fear. Every corner smelled of damp and blood. The buildings were half broken, their windows shattered, their walls covered with dark stains. I kept my head down and moved through the shadows, sticking close to the sides of the ruined houses. My heart thumped fast in my chest, and every sound — every footstep, every distant growl — made me jump.I tried to look calm, to breathe steady, but it wasn’t easy. The streets were almost empty, except for a few wolves that walked by with dull eyes and torn clothes. I didn’t know if they were pack members or rogues pretending to be. I just knew I couldn’t be caught.As I passed a narrow alley between two half-burned houses, a hand shot out of the darkness and grabbed me. I gasped as someone yanked me hard into the alley. My back hit the wall, and before I could think, my wolf took over. I twisted his arm, spun around, and slammed him against the wall instead. The person grunted in p

Kat’s POVThe cave fell quiet like a held breath. I could see the picture in my mind and it made bile rise in my throat. The elders had to turn away, blinking fast like they didn’t want to remember. A child in the corner started to whimper softly and someone covered the boy’s mouth with a rough hand.Conrad’s voice broke then, low and small. “I was there, hiding,” he said. “I watched them do it. They laughed. They wanted to scare the rest of us. My mother… she tried to stop them. They took her away.”Heat rolled through me — hot and bright and terrible. My hands wanted to smash something. My wolf wanted to howl until the sky answered. I thought of Liam’s face when he read my letter. I thought of my mother, handcuffed by rogues or worse, waiting for help that hadn’t come.Conrad’s eyes found mine then, and he said something that made my insides freeze but also made me feel less alone. “I will make him pay,” he said, and there was cold steel in his words. “Not for me. For my father. For

Kat’s POVWe crouched in the dark, waiting for the tiny window in the guards’ rhythm. The whole world seemed to hold its breath with us. The sound of the patrol’s boots passed slow and then faded. Ten minutes. Nine. Eight. My heart hammered.Conrad put his lips to my ear and whispered, “In and out. No hero moves. Promise me.”“I promise,” I whispered back, but the promise burned like coals in my chest. The door at the end of the hall was iron and old. Beyond it maybe was my mother. Beyond it maybe was horror. The plan felt thin and small and perfect and terrible.Bram’s hand was on the lock. His fingers trembled slightly, his knuckles pale as he held the old, rusted key. The sound of our shallow breaths filled the air. Everyone stood so still that I could hear the faint crackle of the torches along the stone walls. Bram looked at me and gave a small nod before slipping the key into the lock.The metal creaked, the sound sharp in the heavy silence. Then, with a soft click, the lock gav

Kat’s POVA wall of stones and dirt covered the entrance completely. The tunnel had been blocked—collapsed on purpose. It looked fresh, like someone had done it recently.My stomach dropped. “No, no, no…” I whispered, running forward and touching the wall. My fingers brushed over the rough stones, dust falling on my hands. I pushed, then hit the wall hard, hoping maybe it would give. But it didn’t. It was solid. Completely sealed.“Damn it!” I shouted, hitting it again, harder this time. My voice echoed through the tunnel. Panic and frustration rose inside me like fire.Conrad came beside me, his face pale. “They must’ve found it,” he said quietly. “Someone must’ve seen us use it before.”I turned around, looking at Anna and Mom. Anna was holding her tight, her face filled with worry. Mom looked exhausted, her head resting on Anna’s shoulder, her eyes half-closed.I clenched my fists, my jaw tight. The air around us felt heavier now. “We can’t go back,” I said through gritted teeth.