All Chapters of THE ALPHA’S SILENT BRIDE: Chapter 131 - Chapter 138

Lucien’s POVThe pack had grown restless.And so did the air in the council chamber. It felt heavy that morning; too still and too thick with the weight of things unspoken. Even before I stepped across the threshold, I could feel the pressure gathering like a storm that had been waiting too long to break. The stone walls reverberated faintly with murmured voices. I knew what this summons meant. I’d felt it coming for days.Rumors were spreading faster than orders could silence them. Something was breaking quietly, invisibly beneath the surface of our world, and now the elders wanted answers. Answers I wasn't sure I could provide.I closed my eyes and sighed. I straightened my shoulders before I entered, though exhaustion pressed really hard against me, almost crushing my bones. It had been weeks since I’d had a full night’s sleep. Too many dreams haunted me. Dreams of shadows moving where light should live; dreams of laughter fading into screams. And dreams of Isla’s scent gone but no

Lucien’s POV I spent weeks reminding myself that duty came before feelings. The pack was shaky and still healing from recent events. Everyone looked to me to restore order and stability, and that included naming a Luna. It was a decision I could no longer put off. A pack without a Luna was weak, unbalanced, and uneasy. Each day I delayed, I felt the burden growing heavier on my shoulders. That morning, as I walked through the training field, I saw her again. Alina. She was helping a younger healer carry supplies to the infirmary. She hadn’t originally come from my pack. A few months earlier, she arrived with a small group of displaced wolves seeking safety after losing their territory. I remembered agreeing to their stay, mainly because of her. She had shown quiet strength while asking for help, and I admired the way she carried herself. I watched her now as she moved steadily, her concentration unwavering. There was a calmness about her that I found hard to ignore. It wasn’t ju

Isla’s POV The night was restless. Even after the rain stopped and the fire dwindled, the air inside the cottage felt heavy. I sat at the table, holding the pendant; its silver edges felt cool against my skin. Lior was asleep in the chair across from me. His head tilted slightly, and his breathing was slow and steady. I watched him for a long time, still not fully believing he was real. Something about him felt like the world I had been missing. His presence calmed the corners of the house, filling it with warmth that didn’t come from the fire. Yet beneath that warmth was something else, moving through the air like a whisper I couldn’t catch. Just before dawn, the air shifted. The room grew colder, and the flame flickered as if it sensed a presence returning home. The faint smell of sage and ash drifted through the doorway. I felt it before I heard her. Sayora was back. She didn’t knock. She never needed to. The door opened softly, and her footsteps followed, slow and measured

CHAPTER 138ISLA’S POVLucien froze for a second and hurried towards me before I could say another word. “Isla. Where have you been?”I looked around. Eyes bore into me. I didn't need a seer to tell me I had disrupted a mating ceremony. I swallowed. “I’ll understand if you decide to mark your Luna,” I said.My voice came out quieter than I intended. It was calm on the surface, but shaking somewhere deep underneath, buried along side sorrow and every emotion I had felt that might expose me as vulnerable. I wouldn't say I was calm, and even if I would it wasn't the usual kind of calm but the kind of calm that came only when everything inside you was chaos.Lucien froze. For a moment, or maybe a thousand years, the air between us didn’t move. He just stared at me, his beautiful eyes flashing like the last embers of a dying fire. Then his brow furrowed, and his lips parted slightly as though the words I’d spoken didn’t quite fit the world he was standing in.“You’ll understand?” he repe