บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha Beast's Rebel Wolf: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

MATTHEW POV Speaking of turning around. It clicked the moment my foot stepped over the line, and I happened to walk out of the pack lands again. I was back in rogue territory. I stepped out of the dark treeline of the border and basked under the moonlight in the open field before me. When I got turned around, I must have walked in the opposite direction from the packhouse. “fu.ck!” I cursed as my shoulder slumped in exhausted defeat. I had been wandering for hours, and now I had to walk twice the distance to return home. If the pack weren’t in the state they were in, I would have set up camp mid-forest, but it was too unsafe to do that now. Kicking one more stone in silent protest, I turned around and headed back into the dark forest of the pack lands to head back home. “Hello, brother!” The dark shadow

NARRATIVE POV “So,” Lindy took a few deep breaths to steady herself. “What do we do now? The rogues are not finished, and you know they aren’t our enemies. Do we take Carissa's body with us? Do we stay? Do we burn this pack to the ground? What happens now, Tony?” Lindy needed as much information as possible to plan her next moves. She had a brilliant and strategic mind. Carter smiled down at her. She would have made an incredible Beta female. Strong and intelligent, but viciously diabolical if you hurt someone she cared about. Being raised as wolfless, toughened her skin and allowed her to become the fierce woman Carter was madly in love with. He planned to tell her everything he said to the Rogue Alpha. Her insight would be invaluable to him in suggesting their next move against the pack that has wronged them all. “We help them take over the pack, and then we perform Carissa’s last rites and leave,” Carter

BRITTANY POV*Possible DV trigger* Although his voice was gentle, I felt no warmth in his words, unlike what he used to. I knew it was because of her illegitimacy; that was the only thing it could be. The timeline of when he started to change supports this theory. That's fine, though. I can make it better. I was the Luna and was willing to keep fighting to maintain it. “I understand. I won’t share any more information with anyone, and we’ll make sure Mattie understands, too. He is the one I am most concerned about betraying us in this. He was visibly shaking when they pressed us.” I may have felt bad putting her brother in front of the firing line, but I needed Ryan to focus on controlling another until I had time to heal and reclaim my confidence. This declaration of loyalty earned me another kiss on my bruised cheek and a genuine smile from Ryan. His wolf was pushed further back, and now that th

NARRATIVE POV CC lounged high in her tree as she watched the rogues plan their next move. They increased the frequency of small burst attacks to spark paranoia and unrest among the pack warriors. That is where mistakes were made, and they lost faith in their leadership. A wolf that lives in a constant state of fear tends to lose loyalty. They disband or lash out on their own. This was the hysteria that the rogues seemed to want to spark, and CC supported it. However, the rogues appeared to be changing tactics in the last few days. She enjoyed the idea of mind games. If the warriors never knew when the next attack would be or where it would be, they couldn’t prepare. That was the most significant difference between organized pack wolves and rogues. Rogues were true survivalists. They are adaptable and fearless. They thrive in chaos. That was because they knew where the bottom

ALPHA RYAN POV “I’ve never seen anything like it before, Sir. The Goddess claimed all fallen warriors but left Kimberly Miller's body in orange flame, and branded Beta Matthew Carter. He hasn’t been seen all day, Sir. I didn’t want to arouse panic, but I sent a small team out to search for him.” Councilman Hartt continued into the call. “The orange flame of rejection from her Meadow. That is a bad omen, my friend. A Goddess Curse doesn’t happen often. There has been testament to it only a handful of times; it is a warning to the bearer of the mark. It absorbs the strength granted by the Goddess until their demise or repentance of their sins. These rogues, what was their intention?” The man on the other end explained, and I had no idea what they were even talking about. Why did the flame colour matter? Repentance for sin? “I am not sure, Sir. The way they are attacking feels different. It is with purpose;