All Chapters of Alpha's Heat His To Ruin Hers To Heal: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Calla"Derek didn't send any messenger."Stefan's words hit me real hard and my legs almost gave out as the implications crashed over me. Someone had orchestrated this. Someone had known exactly how to lure Axel away from the compound when we needed him most.But who? The questions spiraled through my mind - was it the Broken Howl Cartel trying to weaken us? Blake's political connections reaching further than we'd imagined? Some other enemy we hadn't even identified yet?I pressed my hand against my chest, searching for the warmth of our mate bond. What I found made my blood run cold. The connection felt distant and muted. Not the devastating emptiness that would surely mean death, but something almost worse - a chill that whispered of pain and separation."We need to gather everyone," Jace said, already shifting into crisis mode. "Emergency assembly."Word spread through the compound like wildfire. Pack members emerged from everywhere - bedrooms, the garage, training areas. I could h

AxelPain dragged me back to consciousness like broken glass scraping against my skull.The first thing I noticed was the cold. Then the sterile air that smelled wrong, like antiseptic mixed with something metallic that made my wolf recoil. My wrists burned where silver restraints held me down, the familiar sensation of that fucking cursed metal eating at my skin.I tried to move and immediately regretted it. My whole body felt wrong, sluggish and disconnected, like someone had stuffed my muscles with wet cotton. Whatever they'd pumped into my system was keeping my wolf buried so deep I could barely sense him.Harsh fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting everything in that sickly hospital glow that made my skin look gray. I forced my eyes to focus, taking in my surroundings despite the drugs trying to pull me back under.Research facility. Had to be. Banks of monitors lined the walls, displaying readings I couldn't understand. Multiple IV lines ran into my arms, feeding different

AxelThe world came back in pieces, like trying to put together a broken mirror while someone kept hitting me with a hammer.First came the taste. Copper mixed with something that reminded me of roadkill, coating my mouth like thick paste. Then the steady burn of silver against my wrists where the restraints had been eating at my skin. Fresh blisters had formed where the metal touched flesh, weeping clear fluid that made everything sting worse.My wolf was buried so deep under whatever shit they'd been pumping into me that I could barely sense him anymore. It felt like trying to hear someone whispering from the bottom of a frozen lake.Everything hurt in ways that didn't make sense. My muscles felt like they'd been replaced with broken glass, and breathing sent lightning through my ribs where they'd cracked me open to stick monitoring equipment directly into the bone. The fluorescent lights above me buzzed like angry wasps trapped in a jar. When I forced my eyes open, more equipment

Calla The cracked television screen flickered with static before finally settling on a news anchor who looked way too excited for 6 PM on a Tuesday. "Good evening. I'm Patricia Williams with Channel Seven News, and we're about to take you live to what Senator Blake Hart is calling a historic announcement that will reshape America's understanding of national security." My stomach twisted into knots as the pack crowded around our broken TV. Everyone had gathered in the main hall despite knowing it would hurt me. The weight of their emotions pressed against my skull like someone was tightening a vice with every breath. Fear from Marcus. Rage from Malachai. And mixed feelings from Joseph, still bandaged from Michael's betrayal. Finn's worry kept swirling in my head, while Thomas's frustration felt like something scratching my nerves. Eden positioned herself behind my chair, her hand resting on my shoulder. Through her touch, I felt her trying to manipulate the shadow shield arou

Calla The broken television screen still flickered with static from Blake's broadcast, casting irregular shadows across the main hall. I sat on the concrete floor with my back against the cold wall, staring at nothing while the pack moved around me in quiet efficiency. My body felt really heavy, like when was the last time I'd actually slept without being interrupted by dreamwalks or some crises? Was it yesterday or two nights ago cuz I couldn't tell at this point, when I'd broken down in Axel's arms after my emotional abilities spiraled out of control in the shower. Even then, sleep had been restless and filled with nightmares, that damned dreamwalk. The dark circles under my eyes felt heavy, and my hands trembled slightly from exhaustion mixed with the constant low-grade emotional noise from everyone around me. Every pack member carried their own weight of grief and anger over Axel's capture, and all of it pressed against my consciousness like static on a radio that couldn't be tu