All Chapters of The Black Wolf : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Vireya's POV After Xareth left, I didn’t move much. My body had reached its limit, drained, sore, and hollowed out. Rest wasn’t a choice; it was a necessity. I needed time to rebuild the strength that had bled out of me, piece by fragile piece.For three days, all I did was sleep and eat. That was it. The simplest acts, chewing, swallowing, drifting back into dreams, became my sanctuary. And strangely, it worked. Slowly, the weight behind my eyes lifted. The deathly pallor on my face began to soften with warmth. I could breathe a little easier, sit up without feeling like my bones would crumble, life was returning.On the fourth day, after a quiet breakfast, I slipped into fresh clothes and decided it was time. I needed to find the Living Book.A few days ago, the idea of climbing the stairs would’ve felt like scaling a mountain. But now, though my legs still trembled slightly, I moved with a surprising ease.I reached the third floor and paused. A flicker of thought crossed my mind

Vireya’s POV “Can I ask you something?” I asked her.“Of course. Anything,” she said gently.“How did Xareth become the Alpha?” I ventured, watching her face closely.At the mention of his name, she flinched, visibly. Her hand trembled slightly as she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear.“Don't mention his name,” she whispered, her voice cracking like dry leaves underfoot.“Has he always been the Alpha? And those council members, I’ve never even seen them hold a proper meeting. How does this even work?” I pressed.She drew in a long, shaky breath, her gaze drifting toward the horizon as though the memory itself was a weight pressing on her chest.“He came here about five years ago, right after I gave birth to my little girl,” she murmured, her voice laced with sorrow. “I won’t ever forget that night.”“He destroyed everything,” she continued. “Those who sided with him, they were rewarded. Made into council members. They take what they want, land, resources, even people, and

Vireya's POV I kept slamming my head against the door until a sting pulsed under my fingertips as I touched the swelling bruise, and my hand came away slick. A dark smear of blood glistened on my fingertips in the gloom.I stared at it for a moment, then slowly a wicked little idea unfurled in my mind, and a smile tugged at my lips.Pushing away from the door, I let my gaze sweep the room, it was creepy, but the floor was better.I moved to the center of the room and stretched myself out across the cold concrete. I let my body go slack, closed my eyes, and willed my heartbeat to slow until it felt like I wasn’t even breathing. The aching throb in my forehead dulled into a background rhythm.I don’t know how long I lay there, but the distant scrape of hurried footsteps yanked me back. Every muscle tensed as they grew louder, but I kept my breathing shallow and my face slack.The door exploded inward with a savage kick. Xareth’s dark presence surged into the room like a storm.My heart

Vireya's POV He rushed toward me with a raw energy, and before I could take another breath, his arms were around me. The world seemed to shrink until all that remained was him, his strength lifting me off the ground, his warmth soaking into my skin. I buried my face in his neck and inhaled him, savoring his scent as if I could bottle it forever.When he finally set me down, my hands flew to his face, trembling as my thumbs brushed across his cheeks. “Is this real? Is it truly you?” My voice broke, a fragile whisper suspended between fear and hope.His gaze held a light I thought I’d never see again. “It’s me, Vireya. I’m back for you,” he murmured, his lips curving into a smile that reached his eyes.That was all I needed. Tears glistened in my eyes as I pulled him close again, my hands threading into his hair, my lips meeting his in a kiss that was all hunger and relief. Every part of me ached with how much I’d missed him.“I’ve missed you,” he whispered against my lips when we fi

Vireya's POV Zevarion moved easily around the fire, his hands sure and graceful, and for a fleeting moment, I could hardly believe that the mysterious, aloof wolf I thought I knew was also a gentle soul who could cook my favorite dish.He placed a bowl of fish soup in front of me, my favorite, and I dug in eagerly, savoring the rich aroma that filled my senses. “I can’t believe you made this,” I said around a mouthful. “But then again, it’s you, the mysterious Zevarion.” I added with a playful smile.He chuckled warmly. “Very soon, Vireya,” he said softly, “you’ll understand everything about me.”I smiled, my shoulders relaxing. “Honestly,” I replied, “I’m not even curious anymore. That curiosity nearly broke your trust once,” I admitted.“There’s nothing wrong with being curious,” he assured me. “And it wasn’t your fault. I kept too much to myself, but I promise you’ll know everything soon.”A warm glow spread through my chest at his words. “Okay,” I whispered, my attention returni