All Chapters of The Alpha’s Moonbreather : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

The council fire burned low, its flames muted to embers as the hidden clan gathered under the woven canopy of branches. Shapes moved in the dim light—elders with silver hair braided tight, warriors with fresh scars from the storm, and the clan leader at the center, posture rigid as carved stone.Kai stood several paces away from them, separated by an invisible line no one dared cross.The murmurs began before the meeting was officially called to order.“He shouldn’t be here.”“His kind will bring the High Council upon us.”“Moonbreathers have stayed hidden for generations; one outsider is enough to unravel everything.”The clan leader lifted a hand, silencing the voices. The hush that fell was brittle.“Kai of the Whitemoon,” she said, turning toward him. “You stand on our land without invitation. Many believe your presence here is a threat. Speak your purpose.”Kai met her gaze without flinching. His voice was calm—steady in a way that made several warriors shift uneasily.“I came lo

The storm had faded to a low rumble by the time Elise forced Kai into the healing tent, her jaw tight, eyes darting everywhere except at him. The bandage she’d wrapped earlier was already stained through, a dark patch spreading across his shoulder.She dragged a fresh cloth from a basin. “Sit.”Kai obeyed without argument. The tent was quiet except for the distant hiss of rain dripping from the canopy. Elise didn’t look at him as she peeled away the soaked bandage.“You should’ve come straight here,” she muttered.“I didn’t want to—”“Don’t finish that sentence.” Her voice cut through him like a blade. “You don’t get to decide which wounds matter.”Kai fell silent.She leaned closer to inspect the gash. The moonlight filtering through the tent’s thin fabric painted her face in pale silver, highlighting every tight line around her mouth.He watched her for a moment, then said quietly, “Elise… I didn’t come here to ask for forgiveness.”Her hands stilled.“I came for the truth.”Elise d

The hidden clan’s settlement was quieter than usual — not peaceful, but tense, as if the air itself sensed a shift beneath the surface. After the fight on the ridge and the argument that had nearly broken both of them in the healer’s tent, Elise and Kai moved through the camp like two storms circling each other, never touching, but never fully drifting apart either.Elise kept herself busy in the healers’ quarters, grinding herbs, checking bandages, moving from one injured warrior to the next with mechanical focus. Anything to avoid thinking. Anything to avoid looking toward the northern edges, where Kai had stationed himself, far enough to respect her distance yet close enough that she still felt him watching.Kai remained outside the camp, seated on a fallen tree, elbows on his knees. He stared at the forest floor as if it might somehow give him answers he still couldn’t articulate. His wound still throbbed beneath the fresh bandages Elise had wrapped around him the day before. Ever

Dawn had not yet broken over the hidden clan’s refuge when the forest exhaled a strange stillness—one so sharp, so unnatural, that several sentries lifted their heads at once. The air felt wrong. Too cold. Too quiet. As if the world were holding its breath.But it began even earlier than that, long before the first scream.A single clan member—young, restless, hungry for recognition—stood at the tree line with trembling hands. He had been pacing since midnight, his mind unraveling in loops of resentment. Every hour Elise spent in the village, every whisper spoken in her defense, every quiet look Kai gave her—it felt like a blade carving him out of relevance.She shouldn’t be here. She doesn’t belong.That thought had sunk its teeth into him weeks ago, but tonight it bloomed into something darker.He glanced again at the small, rune-etched token hidden in his palm. Becky’s spy had promised freedom, status, absolution—lies, all of them, but he was too far gone to recognize that. He only

The forest changed as they traveled.The deeper they moved into the northern lands, the colder the world became — a quiet, breathless cold that clung to their clothes and hair and bones. Frost formed on their boots by morning, glittering like shattered stars. Pines grew denser, darker. The sky felt closer, the clouds heavier, as if the world itself watched them with a wary eye.Elise walked ahead most days, her steps light but determined. She kept her cloak pulled tight against the wind, and though her posture remained rigid, Kai could see the tremor in her fingers every time she inhaled the icy air. She didn’t complain. She never had. Even when exhaustion hollowed her eyes, she simply kept moving.Kai stayed a few paces behind her or beside her — never too close, never far enough to lose her silhouette. He noticed everything: the way she tilted her head slightly when listening for danger, the way her pendant pulsed faintly in the dim woods, the way she winced when the cold bit into h