All Chapters of Lycan's Mate : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

*Starblood Pack – Outer Barracks, Night* The campfire had burned down to embers, leaving only the hiss of cooling logs and the soft shuffle of guards changing watch. Most of the Starblood members had slept, worn thin by the recent clashes and the long march back from Shadow territory. But one wolf did not sleep. Lieutenant Kade moved through the quiet yard. He paused at the corner of the outer wall, green eyes flicking toward the main chamber where Ryder and Crystal were staying. No movement. Only the low hum of distant wolves on night patrol. Inside his chest, his wolf paced uneasily. This is wrong. The thought pierced him, but he buried it with a steady breath. He told himself—again—that he wasn’t betraying Ryder, not really. He was preserving something bigger than loyalty. Or maybe he was just lying to himself. Kade slipped between two storage huts, the darkness swallowing him whole. He crouched beside a stacked pile of firewood and drew out the small silver seal he had h

*Starblood Pack – Council Hall, Late Afternoon*Crystal’s steps echoed softly as she walked to Ryder's side. His familiar scent filled her lungs. For days, rumors had spread through the packs—rumors of Silver Fang gathering strength in silence.Ryder had felt the pressure mounting… his own people’s whispers, the uneasy glances between warriors who had once sworn unbreakable loyalty. But he did not expect to see Greenwood’s colors flying outside the gates.The guards had barely announced Alpha Thorne’s arrival when the Greenwood King strode into the hall. His silver-threaded mantle swept the floor, leaves still clinging to the hem. His sharp eyes untamed as the wild, fixed on Ryder with an intensity that silenced even the guards.“Alpha Thorne,” Ryder greeted. “You ride hard to my door without a word. Trouble?”“Trouble rarely sends word ahead,” Thorne rumbled. He stopped at the foot of the dais, his broad hands folded loosely behind his back. “And what I bring you is heavier than rumo

*Starblood Pack — Council Chamber, Evening*The day’s battles and travels had left dust on Ryder’s boots, but he stood unbowed at the head of the long table, shoulders squared, golden eyes shining with restrained fury.Crystal stood slightly behind him. Her fingers brushed the back of his arm once, a fleeting touch no one but him noticed—a promise of strength she gave without words.Around the table, murmurs flared. Warriors and elders—wolves who had followed Ryder into war, who had howled his name as High Alpha, now exchanged uneasy glances. Doubt whispered between them.“High Alpha,” one elder began, his voice cautious but firm. “The Flame’s power… it is not natural. It is dangerous.”Ryder’s jaw tightened. “Dangerous to whom?”The elder’s eyes flicked to Crystal. “To all of us. The gate’s sealing, the upheavals across the packs… Silver Fang’s provocations… wherever she walks, war follows.”A younger warrior spoke up, his voice rough with suppressed fear. “We have lost wolves, Alpha

*Moonlight Territory – The Southern Border*The Silver Fang pack had sneaked into Moonlight territory for an attack but were shocked to find the High Alpha and the Flame there. This wasn't what the spy had told them. Now, they had to face them head-on. Their war cries shattered the silence of the forest.Crystal’s boots sank into blackened soil as she landed beside Ryder, her flame wreathing her hands in a halo of light. Sparks hissed against her skin, bending toward her as if drawn by a magnetic pull. Ryder’s golden eyes cut through the chaos. “Hold the southern flank,” he commanded, voice clipped but calm. Aiden’s power rolled off him in waves, Alpha authority thrumming in the air. “Luca… take the east ridge! Ethan, with me.”The warriors obeyed without hesitation. Ethan and Alia darted toward the tree line, their movements swift. Luca and Thalia vanished uphill, the clash of steel and teeth already echoing where they met the enemy.A Silver Fang wolf lunged from the smoke, fangs b

*Shadow Pack Borderlands — Night*Greenwood’s runners had returned with grim reports, and Shadow Pack’s scouts swore they saw Elira’s sigils burned into the snow.Luca tightened the straps on his bracers. Beside him, Thalia sharpened her twin blades on a whetstone. Sparks flickered in the dark between them.“You are grinding too fast,” he said without looking up.She didn’t pause. “Maybe you are too slow.”A few warriors nearby exchanged wary glances and drifted farther away. No one wanted to get caught between the Starblood Beta and Greenwood’s fiercest orphan warrior when they were in this mood.“You never listen,” Luca said. His voice was low, but the edge was there. “That charge you pulled in the last battle could have gotten you killed.”Thalia’s blade froze mid-stroke. Slowly, she lifted her gaze. “And if I hadn’t pulled that charge, Ryder and Crystal would have been flanked.”“There were other options.”“You mean your options.” She stood, sliding one blade into its sheath with