All Chapters of The Two Alphas Who Want Me: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

POV: MinaThe sky above us was still gray when we returned from the pursuit. Zehra didn’t speak much, and Halvar walked slightly ahead, as if giving me space.I should’ve felt relieved—Rue was no longer vanishing into shadows. But that encounter left a bitter taste in my throat. Not because she didn’t apologize. But because… part of me still wished I could have my old friend back.The one she used to be."Is that stupid?" I murmured without thinking.Zehra turned to me. "What?"I shook my head. "Nothing. Forget it."But as always, Zehra could read me without needing an expla

The world greeted me again with the soft glow of Halvar’s torch. His face looked worried, his eyes fixed on the changes on my hand, which still hadn’t returned to its normal form.“You… you let the conduit pierce straight into you, Mina,” he said quietly. “The energy’s still flowing. But you didn’t… collapse.”I blinked, my breathing heavy and heart pounding too fast. Thora’s voice in my mind came out rough, anxious, and slightly stunned.‘You’re insane. But maybe only that kind of insanity could save us.’Zehra examined the mark carved into the root. The red light that had once flowed to Lyreth’s name now pulsed faintly along my conduit. “You redirected the curse’s burden. But this is only the beginning. They’ll know it was you who disrupted their ritual.”I knew that. And I knew the price of defying them openly.“How long until they strike again?” I asked.“Not long,” Zehra replied. “Once Lyreth’s blood can no longer be controlled, they’ll come for you. Because now you’re the condui

Dawn greeted us with a biting chill and air so heavy it felt like it hung with unsaid warnings. Fog still clung to the cliffs of Umbra, loyal and thick—but somewhere within that frozen mist, our resolve began to burn.We sat around the dying remains of last night’s fire. No one spoke for several minutes. Then Halvar broke the silence, his voice deep and steady.“Waiting isn’t a strategy,” he said. “Last night, they sent a resurrected former Alpha. That was just a warning. The real strike is coming.”Zehra nodded, brushing some of her hair back as she stared toward the fog-veiled trail. “We know where they’re keeping Lyreth. We’ve mapped parts of their patrol routes. This is our opening.”I stared at the fire’s last flickers. “Then we strike first. Not as fugitives—but as a force. I won’t wait until they bind me to an altar the way they bound my aunt.”Ha

In a grand chamber at the heart of an ancient stone castle, Alpha Krugan sat upon his high throne—black stone veined with silver, towering above the room like a monument to power. Before him stood three large chairs, prepared for guests who were far from ordinary.Tonight, Krugan hosted Alphas of the three largest packs from beyond the Umbra borders:Alpha Maeron of Woodstorm Pack, Alpha Selrik of Nightshade Pack, and Alpha Thorne of Shadowbrook Pack.The firelight crackled in the hearth, casting sinister shadows across the granite walls. Krugan rose slowly, his massive form cloaked in wolfskin fur that trailed along the floor like smoke. His eyes, hard as frozen steel, swept across his guests as they arrived.“Brothers,” Krugan said, his voice low and cold like tempered iron. “Thank you for coming in these urgent times.”Alpha Maeron—tall and proud, his thick silv

The path to Nadir wasn’t a mere road. It felt like a wound carved between dimensions—gaping wide, pulsing with whispers not of this world. Mina walked slowly, tracing a path almost invisible to the eye, marked only by dark fractures of light crawling along the ground. Beside her, Halvar moved in silence, his axe strapped to his back, his gaze fixed straight ahead. No more jokes. No room left for sentiment.The air within Nadir’s corridor was thick and cold, tinged with the scent of metal... and something older than time itself. Even Thora, in the back of Mina’s mind, didn’t try to crack a joke.“I don’t like this place,” she whispered. “Everything here… feels wrong.”“I know,” Mina replied. “But we have to keep going.”Step by step, they delved deeper. The walls around them shifted—from roots and dirt to solid shadows, like