Semua Bab THE PURE ALPHA : Bab 61 - Bab 70

The camp smelled of iron and fire. Tristan was standing alone in the central circle, he was sweating profusely. The darkness within him seemed to return and he was trying seriously to fight it. His breathing was heavy; he had to support himself with his sword as the force was so strong he could barely stand on his own.He saw shadows, and at the same time he was hearing voices telling him to burn everything down and run. The madness was returning, it was the voice of the first Alpha.At that point he realized that the curse had not ended, it was still there somewhere waiting to come out.He held tightly to the blade of his sword as he tried to steady himself. He had to fight this, there was no way he was letting this madness take over him again. Especially not now that they have been through a lot.He thought the curse had been broken, but it was clear to him now that the power was s there. Probably hidden or buried as he could feel the rage and hunger that came with it.Isabella had

Leandros arms were hurting him already by the time they got to the pack's stronghold. But he didn't dare put her down nor did he let anyone take her from him. His shirt was soaked with her blood. His eyes never left her face for a second. He was very afraid, he didn't want to lose her.They had lost Malik to this terrible evil battle, Ena though alive limped throughout their journey back to the camp. The death of Malik, a painful reminder of what they had been through. As they approached the pack grounds, every step felt heavier than the last. Seraphina was still breathing, but barely.That small, fragile breath was all that mattered now.The healer’s den was in sight. The scent of herbs and old wood filled the air as they crossed the threshold, and Isabella and Lydia were already there, waiting. Isabella's hands moved with purpose, sweeping through the door before Leandro even had a chance to speak, already reaching for Seraphina with the efficiency of someone who had done this too

The night was a dark and lonely one. Tristan was standing outside the chamber. He tested on the stone walls as he looked at his son sleeping. According to Seraphina, he was in a trance of Deep Sleep.He hated this kind of helplessness he was feeling now. Lyon had always been difficult to understand. If not for Seraphina who had been helping to guide him. This new silence of sleep was way too heavy for both Tristan and Isabella.No one knew what to do, even the wolves that were sworn to protect him were all helpless. As Tristan was Deep in thoughts, the air around him changed. He didn't need to guess as he already sensed the presence of the Moon Goddess Her voice was soft as always but firmer this time.“You’ve been waiting a long time, Tristan.”He couldn't respond. Her presence already signifies that whatever the child was going through was tied to his destiny. The Moon Goddess had always been revered by them for years. “You are here again?”Tristan asked her, his voice was tired f

The fires that surrounded the stronghold had never burned as bright as they did that night. But inside the stone walls, there was only cold. And deep beneath the temple, where the ground trembled with the weight of ancient magic, Lyon slept. Unchanged, untouched by the years that had passed. Preserved by magic so old, it seemed to exist outside of time itself.Isabella went to him every morning. Sometimes she smiled, remembering the joy in his laughter. Other times, her eyes would fill with tears as she spoke of things that no longer seemed possible. But there was never any pleading in her voice. No desperate calls for him to wake.She only waited.But while Isabella kept vigil, Tristan did not wait. He worked every day, he moved with purpose. He gathered the leaders, called forth those who would listen to him, and those who would fear what might happen if they didn’t. The packs came together slowly, some out of respect, others out of pure survival. They knew the stakes. They had seen

Three days later, Tristan was awake and he felt as good as new. He was so happy to see that Lyon was awake. Isabella was by his side.“Lyon has to take his rightful place as the Alpha, he's meant to lead and we are to follow.” He said to Isabella Isabella nodded in understanding.“She came to you again.”“Yes,” she did. “She says for Lyon to attain his full powers, I have to hand over the mantle of leadership to him as the new Alpha.”Isabella was quiet. She didn't say anything immediately.Just as they were speaking Leandro walked in.“Glad to see you back on your feet again my man,” he said beaming with smiles.“Gather the council, it's time for the True Alpha to lead and begin the fulfillment of his destiny.”“Right away, Tristan,” Leandro answered, turning around immediately to go carry out his orders.“Tristan,” Isabella began.“I fear that Lyon is too young for such a burden to be placed on his shoulders.”“Have no fear my love, I know that he's still a child and that's why he