All Chapters of THE COLD WOLF'S MATE : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

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CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND THIRTY-ONE

Kael’s POV “Stay with him.” I pulled my hand back from the sentry’s shoulder and stepped into the moonlit courtyard where the smell of iron clung to the stones like a curse.Elara didn’t move. “He’ll die if we just—”“He won’t die if he keeps breathing,” I said. “Keep pressure on that wound. Don’t talk to him unless I give you permission.”She huffed something that might have been a laugh or a curse and knelt. “Fine. I’ll play healer. But Kael—”“No arguments.” I left her there and headed for the hall. My boots hit the flagstones hard. Sentries turned as I passed; their faces were pale moons of worry and obedience.“Alpha!” Jor, the warrior guard called, intercepting me. He crouched beside the fallen sentry, eyes darting like prey. “We found him near the western path. Marks… like they were clawed in every direction.”“Clawed?” I repeated. The word sat wrong against my teeth.Jor swallowed. “Like a wolf that forgot mercy.”I clenched my jaw. “What about tracks?”“Too many. Or too few.

Last Updated : 2025-10-08

CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND THIRTY-TWO

Elara’s POV The forest swallowed us whole.Branches clawed at my cloak, the air wet with the scent of coming violence. Behind me, the pack thundered like a single creature, breath, paws, steel. Ahead, Kael was a shadow breaking through shadows, his wolf close to the surface, movements too sharp, too precise to be human for long.“Hold formation!” he barked.His voice sliced through the noise, steady, unyielding. And still, I could taste his fear beneath the command. It wasn’t for himself. It was for me.The moonlight slipped between the trees, staining everything silver and white. I caught flashes, eyes glinting where there shouldn’t have been any, the tremor of torches in the distance.The smell hit next, burning oil. Then iron. Then something older.Something that made my wolf whine low in my chest.The eastern border came into view—a ridge overlooking the valley. From there, I saw them.Lines of figures moving with military precision, not rogues, not bandits. Banners rippled in th

Last Updated : 2025-10-10

CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND THIRTY-THREE

Elara’s POV The war horns still echoed when the first drops of rain began to fall.They hissed as they hit the scorched ground, the steam rising like ghosts from the earth. The scent of ash and magic clung to the air, heavy and choking.Every breath I took tasted of what I’d just done, of power that shouldn’t have belonged to me.Kael walked ahead, his steps sure even as the storm gathered.I followed, silent, my pulse still thrumming with that strange, cold fire. The pack fanned out behind us, their wounds wrapped hastily, their eyes shifting between me and the tree line. None of them spoke it aloud, but I felt it……fear.Not because of the enemy but because of me.We stopped near a clearing where the ridge leveled out. Kael lifted his hand, signaling a halt. “Form a temporary line,” he ordered. “Scout for survivors. No one goes beyond the oak line.”They obeyed without hesitation, though several of them glanced my way, as if expecting the earth to ignite beneath my feet again.I c

Last Updated : 2025-10-11

CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND THIRTY-FOUR

Elara’s POVThe storm broke open like the sky itself had decided to join the battle.Rain fell in thick, cold sheets, turning the ridge into a mire of mud and blood. Every heartbeat echoed louder than thunder.Then, through the haze of silver and shadow…..they emerged.They were not humans or soldiers.They were Lycans.Dozens of them, their towering forms half-shifted, eyes glowing like molten embers through the downpour. Their armor was blackened steel, shaped to fit their monstrous bodies, the crimson crescent carved deep across their chests. When they moved, the sound was bone and iron scraping the earth.Kael’s snarl cut through the air. “Formation!”The pack closed ranks instantly, shoulder to shoulder, fangs bared but I knew, gods, I knew, it wouldn’t be enough. The Lycans weren’t like us. They were older, stronger, bound by an ancient curse that made them nearly indestructible under the full moon and tonight, the moon hid behind the storm, as if even it dared not witness wh

Last Updated : 2025-10-12

CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND THIRTY-FIVE

Kael’s POV The rain hadn’t stopped, but the silence that followed was worse than the thunder.Every drop that hit the earth hissed against the faint embers still crawling across the ridge. The smell of burnt fur and blood lingered, heavy, unrelenting.Elara stood beside me, trembling, her eyes unfocused. The glow that had burned behind them moments ago was gone, but the memory of it, the blinding, impossible light, still scarred the night.Then I felt it.The shift in the air.A pressure, ancient and suffocating, rolling through the forest like the world itself was holding its breath.He was here.“Get back,” I said, pushing Elara gently behind me.The forest to the east split open, not with motion, but with presence. Trees bent as though bowing, the mist coiling away from the darkness that seeped between them.The storm itself seemed to recoil.And out of that darkness, he came.The Lycan King.King Draven Bloodborne.I had heard his name whispered in the oldest legends, in the bed

Last Updated : 2025-10-13

CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND THIRTY-SIX

Elara’s POV The rain had softened to a whisper by the time we started heading down the ridge.Every step made the mud suck into my boots, the world was damp and quiet after what had just happened. The trees were still dripping, their branches heavy with water, and the air hung thick with the scent of scorched earth.Kael walked a few paces ahead, his shoulders tense, his sword still in hand though the battle was long over. He hadn’t spoken since Draven vanished into the storm, and I could feel the weight of his silence pressing against me.I couldn’t stop shaking. Not from the cold but from what I’d seen and I had felt.The Lycan King’s eyes, the way he looked at me like he already knew me. Like I was something old that was wearing a borrowed face.“The First Flame.”His words echoed, haunting, cruelly certain.I didn’t know what scared me more, that he believed it… or that part of me did too.Kael finally stopped at the treeline, glancing back. His jaw was tight, his eyes darker

Last Updated : 2025-10-13

CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND THIRTY-SEVEN

Liora’s POV The candlelight trembled against the carved oak of my desk as if it, too, was listening. Outside, the pack house hummed with the nervous energy of people poised on the edge of something they didn’t understand, the kind of quiet that scrapes the throat. My dress hung forgotten on a chair; tonight I preferred the skin of preparation to the gilded comfort of ceremony.“Nia.” I didn’t bother to mask the sharpness in my voice. She slipped inside as a shadow might, all folds of black and the faint scent of sage clinging to her. Her eyes were bright and feverish, there was news in that brightness, the kind you feel before you hear it.She closed the door behind her and folded into the chair opposite me with the casual grace that had made her an excellent second-in-command but tonight she wasn’t casual. “They’ll come back,” she whispered, no flourish. “Kael and Elara. They’re moving through the western ravines. They will be here in two days, maybe less.”I let the silence ho

Last Updated : 2025-10-14

CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND THIRTY-EIGHT

Elara’s POV Kael didn’t say a word for a long time. He just stared at the fire like it might give him answers I couldn’t. The cave walls caught the faint orange light, turning his face into something carved out of war and exhaustion.Finally, I broke the silence. “You’re thinking too loud.”He glanced at me, jaw tightening. “I’m thinking about what happens when we walk back into the pack lands. You saw what they did to our banners. They’ve already replaced the crest.”“I saw,” I said quietly. “A wolf without flame.”He turned fully then, eyes flashing gold for a second. “That wasn’t her design.”“Liora doesn’t need to design it. She just needs them to believe she’s already won.”Kael’s hands clenched. “She won’t win.”“Not if we plan,” I said. “Not if we stay one step ahead of her.”He exhaled hard, the sound rough. “Then speak, Elara. What’s your plan?”I shifted closer to the fire, tracing a circle into the dirt with my fingertip. “You said two days until we reach the border?”“Tw

Last Updated : 2025-10-14

CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND THIRTY-NINE

Elara’s POV The night passed like a whisper, restless and cold.I didn’t sleep, neither of us did. The cave that had once felt like refuge now filled with urgency, as though the walls themselves had heard what was coming.At dawn, the storm had stopped. The sky was a color of gray and violet, and the air smelled of wet earth and smoke. I was tightening the strap on my satchel when Kael’s voice cut through the quiet.“Elara.”Something in his tone made me straighten immediately. He stood near the cave mouth, his shoulders rigid, a folded paper clutched in his fist.Jack hovered behind him, face pale beneath the morning light. “You need to see this,” he said grimly.Kael tossed the parchment onto the stone between us. The wax seal was broken. It was the sigil of the High Council split clean down the middle.I knelt, as I unfolded it.The

Last Updated : 2025-10-14

CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND FORTY

Kael’s POV By the time we reached the ridge overlooking the valley, the night had settled like a bruise across the sky. The moon was rising and every instinct in me screamed that we were too late.But when I saw it, the coronation fire was still unlit. The pyre stood waiting in the courtyard of the council hall, surrounded by armored guards and wolves in ceremonial robes.Liora hadn’t begun yet.We still had a chance.“Elara,” I said quietly, crouching low behind the rocks. “The flames haven’t been lit.”She followed my gaze, her eyes reflecting the moonlight like molten gold. “Then we still have time.”Jack shifted back into his human form beside us, breathing hard. “The guards are everywhere. If we charge straight down, we’ll be ripped apart before we even reach the gate.”I scanned the terrain below, the guards, the narrow paths winding toward the council grounds, the banners snapping in the cold wind. Every one of them bore Liora’s new crest, the crescent moon over a wolf’s sk

Last Updated : 2025-10-15

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