FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 101 - 챕터 110

~RAELIN~Still staring at me and smiling like a psychopath, Kira is placed in the marked circle at the front center of the hall. The guards that led her in grabs the tail ends of her chains and locks them around an iron post.Silence falls. Even the atmosphere feels like it needs to freeze in order to focus on what is happening herr and now."We are gathered today," Elder Theron begins, “to witness the trial of Kira Gandall, daughter of Head Elder Markin Gandall of the Bloodhounds Pack. Her crimes include conspiracy, attempted murder of Layla Kavros, betrayal of her pack, aiding the enemy Ryker Lockhart, and the manipulation of our sacred trust."Ripples of whispers run throughout the room.Elder Theron turns to Kira where she is standing. “Do you swear on the Goddess' name, Kira Gandall, that you will tell the whole truth during this trial?" He asks solemnly.“I do.” She answers with a smirk.Elder Theron clears his throat and adjusts his tie. "And how do you plead?"She looks away f

~RAELIN~The world feels like it is constantly shifting under my feet these days, because tell me why am I halfway to the hospital and suddenly being mindlinked by Cal to come rushing back to the cells?!‘Ray! There is an emergency over here at the cells. Kira killed her father and two guards.’ ‘What?’ My heart slams against my ribs.‘She tried to escape, but she was caught, and now, she is sedated and bound.’ His voice is breathless and trembling.‘I'm on my way.’Cal turns off the mindlink, and I am already wheeling my car around in the opposite direction and hitting the steering.Fuck!My fingers curl tighter around the wheel. Kira had already descended into madness, but this….. killing her own father and two innocent guards…..This is something else. A crime so unacceptable with blood on her hands.By the time I arrive at the cells, everyone is busy. I see Wes and Derek speaking with two guards that look like they are trying not to cry. Blood stains are on their uniforms.Shit.“

~ RAELIN ~Life doesn’t pause for grief, no matter how heavy it sits on your shoulders.Throughout last night, and even now, I can still hear the rifle shots from yesterday’s execution reverberating in my head as I get ready for another new day. Like I said, life doesn't give a shit about about who dies. It just keeps moving.After dressing up, I leave my room and walk the corridor leading to my office. I will have breakfast much later. There is a lot of work that needs to be done.Reaching my office, I push the door open and enter. Being Alpha has never been easy, but having kind and loving people around me helps a lot. Without them, my entire body system would have given up on me.I breathe in deeply and gather the scattering thoughts in my mind. After settling down at my desk, I begin going through the reports. Most of them come from the outer patrols. They are still trying to track the remnants of Ryker’s mercenaries and his loyalists who may have escaped the fallout of our assa

~LAYLA~ I am alive. The thought pulses softly in my mind as my eyelids slowly part open. Light filters into my vision in hazy streaks, but not too harshly. I blink, trying to bring what I can see into focus. It hurts a little bit. There is a little headache going on inside my head. Every part of my body feels like I am stuffed with heavy rocks and unable to move. How long have I been this way? My wolf is weak, but I can breathe. I still exist. I am not on that battlefield anymore. I am not choking on failure or fear. I am here. In the land of the living. And I see him. My Raelin. His face is the first thing I register after that blur of light and hazy streaks. His tear-filled eyes are wide, disbelieving, and so heartbreakingly beautiful. His scent floods my senses, and even though I don’t know how long I have been unconscious, I know I have returned to a world where Raelin has kept the light on for me. I feel the bond between us, once dimmed and weakened by near-death, now pu

ONE MONTH LATER ~ LAYLA ~ The late spring breeze kisses my face gently as I open the garden door and step outside. I feel so alive. So complete. I am not sick or existing in a haze of painkillers, whispered prayers, and constant checkups. No. I am alive in the way Raelin smiles at me like I hold the stars in my eyes. I am alive in the way Erin—my little brother and my heart outside my chest—wraps his arms around me like he never wants to let me go again. I am alive in the love I keep receiving from my family and friends; Brie, Zuby, Aunt Gaia, Mrs Chen, Nora, Wes, Derek, Cal, and my favorite, Cupcake. Over a month has passed since I woke up and started recovering from that coma. A month of healing. A month of being hand-fed soup like a baby and scolded whenever I so much as tried to sneak out of bed. A month of walking on my own and eating on my own and spending more time with the family I now have. I am better now. And I am so much stronger and connected with my wolf. Also,