All Chapters of Entangled with my Alpha bully : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

THE HUMMING WALL While most slept, Ryan didn't. The school grounds had become temporary shelter after the chaos of the Trials. Tents had been set around the training field while the Elders decided what happened next. Though the academy stood on Kai’s territory, the place held history far older than the current packs. History most wolves avoided speaking about. And after what Elder Rael had revealed about the Crescent bloodline, Kai had refused to let it go. Earlier that evening, Kai, Ryan and Jaxon had gone through every old map they could find concerning the school. Ryan had remembered hearing whispers from older guards years ago about a hidden archive beneath the west wing. A cave where records connected to the Crescent line were once stored before the extermination. Most believed the archive had been destroyed. Kai didn’t. “If the Crescent line truly stayed here before the massacre, then they left something behind,” Kai had said. “Records. Symbols. Anything.” So while everyo

HE KNOWS SOMETHING Aria sat behind the school's green house hoping to escape from the noise and hassle that plagued the premises of recent. In her hand she caressed the seal the hybrid had given her. She had not been courageous enough to open it since the day she received it. "You don't have to pay attention to anything he said." Kai's words sounded in her head again, she had believed him but still, she had kept the seal in her possession. Her communication with Kai had not been so frequent afterwards but she pinned it on the fact that he was busy with Alpha duties. Lately the rest of the packs had been shut out from the school and those that went in or out were with military escorts. Fear swept through halls and tents, deeper fear than the students had felt during the staged attack by the school yet they were still more composed, their confidence peaked in their unity and trusted leadership. "I guess I'll never know what's in this if I never—" "Hey," someone interr

FAMILY Kai drove his claws into the training dummy, wood splintering with a crack that echoed across the courtyard. Splinters clung to his skin, fragments scattered at his boots, but the rush he chased never came. Sweat slid down his jaw, his chest heaving, the ache in his muscles ignored. He kept moving, striking again and again, as though breaking things apart would quiet the noise inside his head. It didn’t. The staged attack. The Elders’ silence. The whispers about the crowning. Now, the Hybrid and the whispers about the Crescent Line coming back stronger. The image of Kaelan clung to him like a shadow. He imagined how the others would look and how stronger they would be as well. He clenched his fists until his knuckles stung, pacing the courtyard, restless and trapped. He was told it is right to fear and mark your enemies and he did, the rogues who were looking for a means to take the throne. Rebellious wolves in his pack. He thought about all of that and handled them all

THE RELIC The corridor ended without warning. Ryan stopped so abruptly that Aria nearly walked into his back. Kevin caught himself against the wall with a curse under his breath, the sound swallowed immediately by the suffocating silence around them. Ahead stood nothing but stone. Ancient. Cracked. Covered in years of dust and hanging cobwebs thick enough to veil the carvings beneath. Kevin frowned. “Dead end?” Ryan didn’t answer immediately. His eyes narrowed beneath the shadow of his hood as he stepped closer to the wall. His fingers brushed over the surface slowly, tracing the grooves buried underneath layers of age. Then the humming returned. The low, deep sound that was proof enough that the place was alive resumed. Aria’s eyes widened in shock as the sound ripped through her body. A vibration crawled through the stones beneath her feet and straight into her bones. Her breath hitched. “You hear that?” she whispered. Ryan nodded once, his expression tight

TOO CLOSE The heat in the chamber pressed against Aria’s skin, thick and suffocating, but a deeper fear settled in her chest. “What’s this?” she asked quickly, forcing her attention away from Ryan’s earlier comment about her scent. If she focused on something else—anything else—maybe the strange reality closing around her would loosen its grip. But deep down, she already knew. This had something to do with her. She could feel it with every breath she drew in that place. With the way she felt oddly comfortable around the place that hurt Kevin. By the way, she was too curious about the Crescent Line. “I found it beneath the pedestal,” Ryan said, drawing her attention back to the worn book in his hands. “It’s the only reason I knew what to look for.” He flipped it open carefully. The pages were filled with cramped writing in a language Aria had never seen before, jagged symbols carved across brittle parchment like claw marks. Her throat tightened. “What does it say?” Ryan poin