All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S HIDDEN HEIRS: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

the fortress buzzed with motion. Blood was still being scrubbed from weapons and armor and an unease clung to the walls like smoke. We had won for now but peace was far from what we felt.Something lingered. Someone.“We need to flush them out,” Maya said flatly as she entered the war room, her silver-streaked braid clinging to her back with sweat and dried blood.Eric nodded, not looking away from the reports that Jaden had posted. “Kyle didn’t work alone. He couldn’t have.”“He had access to someone on our side,” Jaden muttered. “The breach... It was too precise.”I stood near the door, arms crossed.“They knew when we were moving. Where we’d be. Even the disguises”Eric turned to me, eyes sharp. “Then we find who did especially since Kyle escaped.”They nodded, something in their eyes gave me a sense of assurance but I knew how long it would last.Maya began tracing every communication made in the last two weeks. Every person's steps, every word.And soon they finally made

The chamber beneath the fortress was built for one purpose, extraction.The walls were reinforced with runes to muffle sound. The floor was stone, probably stained by older wars. No windows. Just cold air, steel chains, and shadows.Eric stood at the center, shirtless, his hands bloody from the first strike. Jaden lingered in the background, watching silently. I had taken the twins to a secure wing, locking the door and telling them not to come out, no matter what they heard.After Jaden brought the spies, they had gone in search of more. Only five others were discovered, but it was better then none.The right was quick, just Eric and Jaden against the other five. When the fight was over, the only thing left was their bodies, ribbed apart and creating a stream of blood.Now it was just them. The two spies.One of the men, a young rogue with scars on his neck and silver-threaded tattoos spit a mouthful of blood at Eric’s feet.“You’ll get nothing from us.”Eric didn’t flinch. “I don’t

Days passed and Vincent and his men where quiet, Too quiet.Training continued and the patrols doubled. The fortress pulsed with tension, everyone waiting for Eric’s strike on The Cradle.But Vincent didn’t wait. He watched and when everyone least expected it, he moved.In the woods beyond the fortress, a low fog crept through the trees, swallowing roots and shadows alike. Three figures moved soundlessly beneath the veil of mist, clothed in black, faces painted with runic markings.Vincent’s chosen.Spies bred for infiltration.One of them, smaller, with red-tipped claws, pressed a gloved hand to the earth.“They’re asleep,” she whispered. “Eric is gone. Half the guards rotated.”The second pulled out a small carved crystal, humming with dark energy. “We go for the girl first. The boy second. The mother... we bring alive.”“And if they resist?” the third asked.“We won't give them a chance to.”Inside the fortress, I couldn’t sleep.Something had shifted in the air. I could feel it in

The stone cracked with a groan that echoed like thunder, the gate in the chamber’s center began to split.A circle of glowing runes surrounded it, soaked in blood.It hummed with the energy of something that wasn't meant to be touched. Something beyond the veil.The Cradle was no longer just a fortress.It was becoming a summoning ground.Lucas trembled beside it, eyes wide, drawn toward the energy like a thread was pulling him forward.He kept trying to pull away, but whatever was drawing him was stronger.“Lucas,” I called weakly. “Stay with me. Baby, don’t go near it.”But he didn’t hear me.Or worse, he ignored me.Vincent stood behind him, hand on his shoulder, his voice smooth and calm.“They never told you the truth, did they?” he said. “Your mother, your father, they’re scared of what you really are.”“They're ashamed of you”Lucas blinked up at him, confused, his breath shaky. “They said I was special... that I had to be protected.”Vincent crouched. “No, Lucas. They wanted

It had been a week since we entered the human world, my world.The wind was gentler here.No howls. No tremors in the earth. Just sunlight cutting through the trees, the smell of rain on old leaves, and the quiet hum of distant cars.we had safety, but still yearned for peace.I kept looking back with every sound, scared that we will soon be discovered.Lily sat on the porch steps of the small cabin we had gotten. Her hair was pulled into a braid, her hands clutched the same flower crown she had made weeks ago, by now the petals were long since dried.I watched her from inside, my hands trembling as I closed the burner phone I had just used.I had made contact with an old friend. A rogue, I had met from the war.And I he had told me the truth.And it felt like poison in my mouth.Eric Grey never brought us into his fortress just to protect us.He brought us there because he needed us.The twins were the last known offspring of the High-Blooded Lycan line, a bloodline prophesied to bri