Semua Bab The Love Game With Enemy Alpha: Bab 41 - Bab 50

SYRAJULY 11, FOUR HOURS TO STEINHART BEING ATTACKED“Alright,” Gabriella said, her voice crisp, echoing slightly in the high-ceilinged conference room. “It’s been two weeks, and the final decision has been made.”She stood tall at the head of the long obsidian table, radiating poise and power. Dressed in a sharp navy blazer tailored to perfection, her white silk blouse peeked through just enough to give a glimpse of elegance without compromising authority. High-waisted charcoal trousers hugged her slender figure, accentuating her poised stance, and a pair of sleek, black stilettos completed the look with just the right hint of danger. A silver brooch shaped like a crescent moon glinted at her collar—subtle, yet commanding.Her wine-red hair was pulled into a high ponytail, strands sleek and controlled, not a single flyaway in sight. Those icy blue eyes swept across the room, razor-sharp and unreadable. You could almost feel the air stiffen around her—the weight of her presence dragg

FLORAL LUNA JULESONE HOUR, SOME SECONDS TO STEINHART RESEARCH ATTACKWhen I first met Nathan, he’d been brought in by Elder Marion and Alpha Jacob, and I’d immediately pegged him for just another stray—another lost wolf seeking shelter in our neutral pack.Our pack has always been different. As one of the few neutral packs recognized by the Council, no one dared to provoke us. Not with Elder Marion among us, and Alpha Jacob being part of the Union. But that wasn’t why I hated Nathan.No. I hated him because from the moment he arrived—this dorky-looking boy with quiet eyes and messy hair—he was treated like royalty. He walked through our gates and somehow stole the spotlight I’d spent my entire life building.I was Marion’s favorite. The brightest, the most promising girl in the pack. And the prettiest, if I may add. Daughter of the second-in-command, Alpha Daniel. Then Nathan comes along and bam—he’s the only one who can perform the Blessed Luna ritual. Turns out his ability is som

DOUBLE-FACE ALPHA JAKE MOONCLAWTHIRTY MINUTES TO STEINHART RESEARCH ATTACK.“What did he say?” I ask Lucian the moment the call ends.“He’s on his way,” Lucian replies, though his gaze is no longer on me. It’s fixed Nathan. Syra, still in her wolf form, lies curled beside him, unusually calm. Her fur shimmers like a greenish flame, an ethereal glow of Wolf Nature igniting around her.Lucian's voice tightens. “How do you know so much about the Blessed Luna and the Alpha King legend?”“It all connects to their clan,” Uncle Luke chimes in.Uncle Justin adds, “There are fifteen elders currently in Kenya. Marion is among the oldest. They see themselves as guardians of the Blessed Luna.”Nathan looks up, eyes now glowing blue. “We don’t ‘see’ ourselves as anything. We are. There are six guardians chosen by the Moon herself—tasked with protecting the Blessed Luna from any darkness that seeks her.”Lucian frowns. “Six? Where are the rest?”Before Nathan can answer, the front door slams open

ALPHA OLIVEROLIVER – THIRD FLOOR, STEINHART MAIN LAB CENTERThe hum of chemicals boiling was a kind of comfort—steady, predictable, unlike most things in this hellhole.Across the glass lab bench, Sylvia stood poised, her crimson hair tied in a tight braid, stirring something thick and iridescent in a rune-etched cauldron. Her fingers moved with precision—an artist of blood and elements. Even from here, I could feel the power humming off her skin like static.Then the shrill ring of my phone shattered the calm.I clicked my tongue, slipping the device between my shoulder and ear as I sprinkled stabilizer into the steaming vial.“Hello, darling.” Phil’s voice. Soft, playful, and annoying in the middle of lab work.“What is it, darling? Cracked the crystal yet?” she cooed.“What do you take—”The sound hit like a missile.EEEEEEEEEEEEE!A high-pitched, nauseating screech screamed through my skull. My knees nearly buckled. My phone slipped from my hand, clattering to the ground.“Olive

GOTHIC LUNA“Listen, so-called Blood Witch,” I sneer, spitting out the bitter taste of iron from my cracked lip. My fingers curl into a fist, trembling with a cocktail of pain and power. “You think you’re the only female Alpha around?”She doesn’t even blink.Her crimson eyes gleam like stained rubies under moonlight, and her mouth curves into a slow, deliberate smile—one that doesn’t reach her eyes.“You poor, trembling mutt,” she hums, tilting her head as her long blood-colored braid slithers over her shoulder like a living rope. “Calling yourself an Alpha doesn’t make you one. It just makes your delusions... entertaining.”She moves.I don’t even see it.One second she’s ten feet away, the next her elbow is buried in my ribs. My body lurches sideways with a violent cough. My vision snaps white from the impact. She doesn’t give me a second.I block, barely.Her claws rake across my forearm, leaving five burning lines of shredded skin. Blood spatters the dirt, and she clicks her tong