Semua Bab Mated to my Stepfather, claimed by my Stepbrother: Bab 81 - Bab 90

Alpha Lucien’s POV“Alpha!”The soldier’s voice rang through the corridor, desperate and shaking. I didn’t need to ask who he was or what this was about. I’d been waiting for news all day, restless, on edge, a storm building in my chest.He burst into the room, dirt and blood smeared across his uniform. His eyes wouldn’t meet mine.I stood from the desk, my instincts prickling. “Speak.”He swallowed hard. “We were ambushed.”My heart stilled.“What?”“Rogue wolves, Alpha. We didn’t see them coming, they came from all directions.”My jaw tightened. “Where?”“At the southern ridge, near the border of the Dark Pine territory.”“Where Kael and Aria were hiding,” I said under my breath.He nodded. “Yes, Alpha. We tracked Gracie there as ordered, but something went wrong. There was magic, and then chaos. We tried to intervene, but the ambush was coordinated. It wasn’t random.”“And Kael?” I asked. “Aria?”“They survived… but Alpha, there’s something else.” The soldier hesitated.“What is it

Aria’s POVThe wind was cold as we walked away from the pack that had saved us during the rogue ambush and child labor. I came in with a pregnancy but now they said my pup died. Tavin claimed the Gracie child was mine, but Freya, my wolf, doesn't acknowledge the child as mine. I held my arms close to my chest, though it wasn’t just the cold that made me shiver. It was everything, the pain, the loss, the truth still sinking in.Beside me, Kael walked silently. His jaw was tight, eyes ahead, like he was ready for anything. But I knew him. I could feel the storm inside him. The same storm lived inside me.Behind us, Alpha Lucien stood still. He didn’t try to follow. Not yet.Instead, it was Damian leading the way now.Damian. The man who once said he had killed both our mothers. The same man who now promised to protect us. I didn’t trust him. Not completely. Maybe not at all.But Kael and I had no choice. We couldn’t stay with Lucien. We couldn’t return to Mooncroft Pack, not after every

Alpha Silas’s POVIt had been two weeks since Damian, Kael, and Aria left the Southern Pack, the same pack where Gracie and Aria had given birth. That's exactly two weeks of silence and two weeks of waiting for Damian to launch any attack on my pack, Two weeks too long.I stood behind my desk, my hands pressed against the wood and my eyes fixed on the window overlooking the training grounds. Warriors moved below like ants, oblivious to the storm brewing in my chest. I was losing time and at the same time I was losing control. Suddenly, a knock came on the door.“Alpha,” a voice called from the other side.“Enter,” I said, not moving from my place.A patrol warrior stepped in. He was tall, broad-shouldered, his expression carved from stone. But I knew he wouldn’t be here unless he had something worth saying.“Well?” I asked without looking at him.“There’s news,” he said, his voice clipped. “We couldn’t get to Gracie. She’s gone.”I turned around slowly, my eyes locking with his. “G

Gracie’s POV“Gracie, there’s a problem.”Tavin’s voice pierced through the air, sharp and frantic. I looked up from where I sat, rocking my pup gently in my arms, and instantly, the peace I had been clinging to shattered. My heart skipped. My arms stiffened around my child.“What problem?” I asked, already on edge. “Have they found us? Did Alpha Lucien….” My voice cracked under the weight of panic. “Did he find us?”Tavin didn’t answer right away. He rushed to me, gripping my arms so tightly I nearly dropped the blanket wrapped around my baby.“Gracie,” he said, his voice hoarse with emotion, “I knew this was a bad idea. I told you we should’ve brought her with us. We never should’ve left her alone in Mooncroft.”The moment he said it, her, my entire body went cold. I didn’t need him to explain. My heart already knew.“Mama…” I breathed.Tavin’s eyes darkened, and his jaw clenched. He didn’t confirm it with words, but he didn’t need to.“They killed her?” I whispered.His eyes flared

Alpha Lucien’s POV“Alpha, what are we doing about Beta Alvarick’s wife who’s in the dungeon?” one of the guards asked, his voice uncertain as he stood just inside the doorway of my office.I didn’t look up from my desk at first. The question wasn’t unexpected. They had been waiting for my next order. I had already made it clear she wasn’t to be fed unless I said so, but now… now I needed something more.A message.Slowly, I leaned back in my chair and met the guard’s eyes. “Has she broken yet?”The guard hesitated, then shook his head. “No, Alpha. She’s quiet. Doesn’t speak. Doesn’t beg.”I gave a humorless chuckle. “Still holding out hope, then.”He nodded once. “Yes, Alpha.”Hope was a disease. And if she still had it, then maybe Gracie and Tavin still had some too. That had to be crushed.“Get the photographer,” I said coldly. “And the enforcer. The one who doesn’t flinch.”The guard blinked, surprised. “You want it recorded?”I narrowed my eyes. “Are you deaf or just slow today?”