All Chapters of THE ALPHA’S RELUCTANT BRIDE: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Ember’s POVThe halls of the clinic echoed with the shuffling of feet, mixed voices, and the low, almost hum of the pack worry that refused to go away. Every corner carried tension, like the walls themselves were bracing for something even worse to come. But in all of it, I had no choice but to stay steady. People were watching me, even if they didn’t say it. I was the Luna now… the one Dauris hadn’t officially accepted, but the one everyone still looked up to.I wiped my palms against my dress for the unteenth time, forcing myself to appear composed. But inside of me was a storm of cracked glass.Madeline had gone home. I made sure of it. Her body was too fragile to be sitting in cold chairs and tight air like this. I told the guards she needed rest, and even though she protested, her eyes thanked me when I gently insisted. The truth was… I wanted to keep her safe, and part of me just didn’t want to break down in front of her.Because that is what I was doing, breaking down silently,

Madeline’s POVI was trembling as I backed away from the window.They wouldn’t let me out. Not even into the courtyard.Dauris’s orders have been fixed.No visitors. No unnecessary conversations. No late-night walks. Just monitor her. And keep me updated.They said it was for my safety… because of the recent attacks… because of my lungs, my health was at stake, and my wolf was terribly weak.But now I knew it wasn’t enough.What Velise told me, it couldn’t wait.They needed to know now.I moved toward the writing desk by the far wall. My heart pounded with urgency, the shadows still thick around me even with the curtains drawn open. The spirits had gone quiet, but their warning sounds louder than any storm.I tore a page from my journal, hands shaking, and dipped my pen in ink.“Send this to Gamma. No one else. Not even Dauris.”I scribbled fast. My handwriting wasn’t neat, but it was readable.“Gamma,Velise’s spirit came to me tonight.She says we must all be careful. Evil is not ou

Gamma moved in speed of light through the dense mist of the evening with two warriors running along his sides, the note from Madeline still clenched tightly in his hand. As his mind was in, over the hell, racing with unanswered questions and twisted fears. Realiks. Velise. Tessa Bloodlines that shouldn’t connect. Names that should never had cross path.Behind him, the pack's footsteps had words with urgency. They were heading straight to the clinic..Darius needed to know about the situation, no matter how hard they try to hide it, no matter how much they fear it might cost him, he needed to see what his sister has inscribed in the sheet.The clinic stood in view now, its windows glowing faintly under torchlight. Outside, Ember and one of the guards were exchanging a few low words, likely about Madeline. Inside, the air was thick with tension. Kellan's condition remained stable but not out of treatment. Darius had always go in and out to check on him and most times stayed at his side

Gamma’s POV Like dust pretending to be still in a room that was never meant to be quiet. Gamma stood in the far corner of the corridor outside the clinic ward where his arms were folded across his chest like someone who was deep in thought and his eyes were set on the cracked broken door ward, where Tessa was now having her wound all dressed up. A few warriors had begin cleaning up the mess she made. The hallway smelled of old blood, rusted iron, and the sharp tang of lies not even the smell of rogues sliced across their nostrils..Gamma took in some air deeply and breathed out slowly, but the pressure in his chest didn’t leave. He was used to warfare,he has been trained for it for far too young. He had seen neck snapped,limbs torn, even children dragged into the claws of ferals during his younger days. But this… this wasn’t just war. This was something darker, deeper and cunning. Hidden. Like a disease under the skin that refused to show itself until it was too late, too late to b

The moonlight filtered through the tall trees in the forest, making it very cold to feel the earth's smell. The forest was quiet ..too quiet for someone like Darius, who had grown used to the whisper of wind, rustle of wolves,and the crackle of campfires in the distance. But here, beyond the side of the territory, there was only silence and the painful hums of his own breath.He couldn’t take it anymore, the pain coiled into him like a snail making its shell his home.He had done what every Alpha was already trained to do .. he had held the line. Make suitable decisions. Take the blame for loose guarding. Lead the pack even when the earth split beneath their feet. But tonight, his legs buckled beneath the weight and the pain it carried.Darius dropped to his knees on the soft ground.His hands pressed deeper into the soil like he was trying to anchor himself. His breath came ragged, and sharp. The scent of pine and decayed soil earth mixed with the iron scent of his own tears dripping