บททั้งหมดของ Blood Oath Of The Alpha : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

The moon hung high in the sky, but its light was faint, hidden behind heavy clouds that drifted slowly like warnings. A cold wind moved through the trees around Moonridge, brushing against the fur of the wolves guarding the borders. The air felt thick and tense, filled with something old and unsettling. Dereek’s instincts screamed—danger wasn’t just near, it had already slipped through.Inside the war chamber, torches flickered on the stone walls, casting shaky shadows. Footsteps echoed as Dereek stood at the end of a long wooden table, its surface scratched and worn from years of use. His hands rested firmly on the table while he stared down at a map. Thick red circles marked the eastern side—Silverfang territory. Reports of attacks had been coming in all night. These weren’t random attacks. They were planned.“They need backup,” said Markus, his trusted beta. His voice was low and serious as he stepped closer, eyes scanning the map. “The Silverfangs stood by us in the border war. If

The setting of the sun poured through the tall windows of the estate casting down warm golden rays across the marble floors. But inside Diva's heart the warm breeze has began to cause comfort than chill inside her body. Something was out of the ordinary. She felt it in the guards' actions, in the silent calm that hung in the hallways like fog. She had reassured herself it was trivial—that maybe she was just being excessively careful. Beside Derek left not too long ago and perhaps the palace seems so calm because the guards are more relaxed and comfortable whenever he's not around. As she moved around in search of something to distract her a bit, she walked into a room, a place she had seen from a distance before. Her wolf remained still. There was no notice, no discomfort. Just curiosity. Perhaps that was what troubled her the most. She swung open the large oak door located at the corridor's end. It groaned in objection, uncovering a space heavy with dust and darkness. This locati

The night still and everywhere around the mansion was quite. Not even the owls that usually made noose around the mansion were quite and peaceful, the whole place felt like an entire forest that held its breath.Inside her chambers, Diva sat down on the cold floor with her knees folded and drawn to her chest, her arms wrapped around herself tightly like she was cold, she felt that way not because of sorrow over betrayal, but because she wanted freedom. She wished for it. Hungered for it. And Derek denied her the one thing she craved above all else.She had pleaded with him—gently, then fiercely—but he refused to let her leave the mansion. Not for a moment. Not even to breathe in the forest air that once made her feel alive. Every answer he gave came wrapped in concern and authority, but it all boiled down to control. She was caged, and tonight, it broke her.Tears slipped silently down her cheeks. Not for him. Not for his silence or secrets. But for herself. For the aching wildness in

The moon stood still low over the mansion, casting long blur shadows across the mansion. Within those shadows, secrets passed from one traitor’s mouth to another’s ear, reveling things.Kieran stood near the east wing balcony, arms folded, eyes flicking toward the guard at the far post—Ronan’s spy. On the surface, the man looked like any other warrior: uniform crisp, stance disciplined, demeanor cold. But Kieran knew better.He stepped away from the corner and walked toward the guard with the quiet confidence of someone in control.“You’re off patrol in ten,” Kieran said under his breath, barely moving his lips. “Meet me by the storage cellar.”No acknowledgment. Just a slight nod.Ten minutes later, in the dimly lit storage cellar beneath the mansion, the two met—faces half-lit by flickering lanterns, truths sharper than the blades they carried.“She’s getting too curious,” Kieran began, voice low. “Diva.”The spy leaned against a crate, arms crossed. “About what?”“Linan,” Kieran sa

The room was quiet, and nothing moved apart from the flame in the lantern that was lit. Diva has returned back to her room to have some rest after the meeting with the seer. She had too many questions in her mind that need answers but right now, her body was exhausted. Her thoughts are tangled, and the effect of the drink the seer gave her was too much on her as she feels sleepy. Diva took off as her eyes closed gently and the world around her faded. It started with a gentle breeze. She stood barefoot in a meadow filled with silver flowers that swayed with the wind. The moon shone above, full and clear, casting a pale glow on everything. For a moment, peace settled in her chest.She looked around. The air smelled of lavender. Somewhere far off, she could hear the sound of a stream flowing. A place she had never seen, but something about it felt familiar.Then, it changed.The flowers started to wither. The grass turned dark, brittle. The soft sound of water was replaced with the low