บททั้งหมดของ THE COLD WOLF'S MATE : บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

Liora’s POVThe walls of my room felt too tight, too suffocating, despite their size. I stared at the fading light spilling across the balcony floor, painting long, sharp shadows that seemed to mock me. My mother’s words still echoed in my head, sharp as claws tearing through tender flesh.Weak wolves… I did not raise you to be weak.If only she knew how heavy strength could feel.I leaned against the railing of my balcony, my gaze drifting across the sprawling gardens below. Everything looked the same as when I had been a girl: the clipped hedges, the marble fountains, the statues of ancestors staring sternly across the estate. It was almost insulting how unchanged it all was while my world had collapsed around me.I was supposed to be Luna. I had lived my whole life preparing for that role. I had memorized council politics, endured endless training sessions, and perfected my composure. I had smiled when I wanted to scream, nodded when I wanted to rebel, curtsied when I wanted to fig

Elara’s POVI bolted back up as visions of battles flooded my mind, and in the middle of it all were Kael and I.We looked like the devil standing under different bodies.I screamed.“Ahhhhh!”Then I felt someone grip my hands. “Hey, hey, Elara, it’s okay. I’m here.”I turned to the sound of the voice, as it stirred my wolf, Astrid.“Kael?” My vision was coming back slowly.He gave a slight nod. “Yes, I’m here.” His hold on my hands tightened, giving me affirmation that he was here for me.“I’m scared…” I choked as tears flowed down my face.“You don’t need to be. Everything will be fine, okay?” His voice was soft and calming.My vision returned fully, but this time, I was normal. I couldn’t hear it all, see it all, or even smell it all.It was peaceful.“Storm, what’s going on with her?” Kael asked.Storm stepped out of the light. “Her body is going to process the fact that she has a powerful being with her. It is no longer in control on its own.” He turned to me. “Elara, you need to

Liora’s POVMy father’s estate was quieter than usual… too quiet.Normally, the halls hummed with servants’ footsteps, the occasional clatter of dishes, or the muted voices of guards stationed by the doors. But today, the silence pressed against my skin like a warning.I had been summoned here with no clear explanation. My father’s voice had been brisk, commanding, in that way that meant he wouldn’t tolerate questions. Still, even as I obeyed, unease coiled tight in my stomach.The moment I arrived, the servants ushered me to the east wing parlor and told me to wait. Just that one word, clipped and sharp—wait.And I waited.I paced, and then I heard them.Their voices drifted through the floorboards from my father’s study one level below. It was muffled at first, then clearer when I pressed myself near the wall in the corner. It was a foolish move, perhaps, but curiosity burned through me stronger than caution.“…she cannot be left in Kael’s hands,” a woman’s cold voice declared. It w

Elara’s POVThe sun had already started to dip behind the treetops. I had been sitting near the window again, unable to resist the draw of watching the pack move about in their rhythm of life.The laughter of children echoed faintly, and the smell of roasted meat drifted up from the kitchens. All of it made my chest ache with a strange mix of yearning and fear.That vision of Kael and I standing amidst ashes and bodies had never left me. It clawed at the back of my mind every time I blinked, threatening to consume what little peace I found in these moments.“Elara.”His voice was deep, commanding, edged with authority that made the air itself stand still. My body reacted before my mind did. I turned, my pulse quickening, to see Kael step through the doorway. His presence filled the room effortlessly, dark eyes finding me instantly.He didn’t look as tired today, though the constant burden of being Alpha showed in the way his shoulders held tension, in the faint lines at the corners of

Kael’s POVThe training went well.I knew Elara had it in her, and she would grow more powerful to rival me—but that was what I wanted.Midnight deserves a mate who could stand beside him.“That was one training session…” she ran to me with a smile.The smile I loved.“Yeah, you did so well…”“I know, right? In a few days, I will be handing Milo his defeat.”“I heard that!” Milo yelled from where he was standing.“Let’s get out of here…” I said to her, and her eyes widened.“Yaay… Where to?” she asked excitedly.I leaned in. “Let’s go to where there are no ears to listen.”She looked back to see Jack, Milo, and Mara watching us.“I agree…”I stretched my hand forward with a smirk on my lips. “Come on…”She took my hand, as I hooked on it. I could hear her heart beating hard. She was nervous.Same.We walked out of the training room, leading her to the place I loved the most in the whole pack. This is where I go when I want to relieve myself from the stress of the pack.We walked down