All Chapters of THE ALPHA’S SILENT BRIDE: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Chapter 122 – Lucien’s POV I couldn’t remember the last time I saw Callen smile like that. This smile was different from the usual grin he wore when someone made a joke or tried to ease the tension. It reached his eyes and came from deep within, from a quiet place that had been silent for too long. And it was contagious. He radiated a soft, quiet joy that filled the room. Before I knew it, I was smiling too. For the first time in what felt like forever, the air around us felt light. The packhouse, which had been burdened by too much silence and too many ghosts lately, suddenly felt alive again. Then he said it. He wanted to propose. For a heartbeat, I just stared at him, trying to process it. Then I laughed—really laughed. It burst out of me, loud and genuine, even surprising myself. Callen watched me with that same silly grin, and I couldn’t help it. His happiness felt so real and pure that it pulled me in. “You’re serious?” I asked, grinning like an idiot. “As seri

CHAPTER 124 Isla’s POVSayora had said this would happen. She had said that the closer I came to cutting the bond, the more violently it would resist. But knowing and feeling are two very different things.The morning after the trance felt heavier than any storm. I woke to the sound of rain dancing steadily and gently on the roof. My body ached like I had been through a war. Every muscle felt stretched too tight and every bone hummed with some deep, invisible vibration. When I tried to sit up a sharp, biting pain exploded across my back. I winced and reached behind me, my fingers brushing against my skin that felt raw and hot. When I looked at my palm, there was blood. Thin, smeared red, and faint traces of blood. I was bruised. It wasn’t a dream.The air in the room was cool and damp, scented with sage and moon petals drying by the window. The candles had burned down to stubs during the night. Their wax pooled like frozen tears on the wooden table. I laid there for a long while, s

CHAPTER 126TARLYN’S POVSleep refused to come.It had been days since I’d last seen Kane, yet his voice lingered in the corners of my mind like a curse I couldn’t wash away. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw him again. I saw the rigid line of his jaw, the cold certainty in his eyes, and the way he spoke as though his words was law.“If you don’t do it, I will.”Those six words had rooted in me like thorns. No matter how many times I tried to pull them out, they grew back sharper and hungrier. I thought that if I ignored him, and if I wrapped myself in silence and carried on as if the world hadn’t cracked open beneath my feet, the madness would fade. The days since the celebration had stretched long and heavy like shadows, and it filled with whispers. The pack lands were changing, though no one said it aloud. Guards were being moved and patrols doubled. I noticed the shift most in the air itself. Something sinister is cooking. Something was stirring beneath the surface. And I feared

CHAPTER 128Lucien’s POVThe sky was unusually clear tonight, stars filled the sky, it was as if even the stars were celebrating with us tonight. The atmosphere was buzzing with excitement, happiness, the smell of good food and drink as the pack members gathered in the center of the pack for the welcoming night celebration for Callen’s new wife. Everyone loved each other in the pack, so we always gathered to celebrate new wife or any grand or little thing in this manner. The fire pits were lit, the children were happy and playing around while the women sat down, some where watching the children while the others were eating, talking and laughing with Callen’s luna. The men were laughing, eating and talking with Callen who kept on stealing glances at his luna as if she would run away if he didn’t keep an eye on her.I stood near the raised dais, observing the festivities with a practiced smile. I lifted a goblet of spiced wine to my lips, barely tasting it. Callen stood beside me, laug

CHAPTER 130IslaThe morning air hums with power, not the chaotic, uncontrollable kind I was once scared of but this is something different, something grounded, something whispering with hope and serenity, something that makes me feel alive, something that made my body, my soul and my mind burn fiercely but happily.I feel it in my chest, a soft thrum that echoes the rhythm of my heartbeat. For the first time in a long time, I’m not afraid of who’s inside me. I felt closer to it, I felt as it she was really a part of me, not just a being in me.I open my eyes slowly, blinking up at the rays of sunlight that filter through the trees above the remnants of the burned temple. My fingers curl into the damp grass beneath me as I sit up from the patch of ground I’ve fallen asleep on. Sayora sits a few feet away, watching me in silence, with a calm smile on her face.“You stayed out here all night,” she says softly.I nod. “I had to, I was searching for you when I found this place. Something