Semua Bab The Banished Mate: Awakening The Silver Wolf: Bab 61 - Bab 70

Deep within the heart of her shadow fortress, Lila stood surrounded by dark flames and swirling cursed winds. Her chamber was a shrine to ancient darkness, where whispers of long-dead spirits echoed through the stone walls. She had just received the news.Ella had survived.The poison failed.Sisi was dead. Julianne, exposed. The secret lines inside Damian’s pack were collapsing.Lila’s hand trembled—not from fear, but from the storm building inside her. Her black gown fluttered in the unnatural wind, eyes glowing with blood-red fury.BOOM!A table exploded as she slammed her hand against it. Flames roared from the stone floor as the shadows howled.The door burst open.Zara stumbled inside, clearly summoned by the witch’s wrath. “L-Lila—”Before she could finish, she was thrown off her feet by a violent surge of dark magic. She hit the wall with a gasp, coughing from the sheer pressure that crushed the air from her lungs.“You dare walk in here after this disgrace?” Lila’s voice wasn

The moon hung high and cold above the forests beyond the borders of Damian’s territory, casting long shadows over the rogue camp.A procession of darkness moved silently beneath the trees—rogues, dozens of them, now empowered by Zara’s dark potions, their eyes glowing faintly with unnatural strength. Their snarls were muted, restrained. Their purpose was clear. Their hunger for blood even clearer.It would take them three days to reach the heart of Damian’s pack.And they would march with vengeance in their hearts and black magic in their veins.---Meanwhile, deep within the Alpha’s estate, the war room burned with light and tense energy. Damian stood at the center, a large map of the territory spread before him, marked with sigils, pins, and guard routes. Lucian stood beside him, arms folded, his brow furrowed.“The patrols are doubled,” Lucian said. “Scouts are stationed across the eastern and northern ridges. Every warrior is on high alert.”“Good,” Damian replied, his voice low a

The night was thick with tension, the sky above the pack’s second defense line shrouded in bruised clouds. Lucian stood tall, his expression carved from steel as he led the Gamma and the elite warriors through the narrow pass of the secondary perimeter—a sacred boundary meant to keep darkness from bleeding into the heart of the pack.Behind him, the warriors stood ready, their armor gleaming beneath the flickering torchlight. The Gamma, ever silent, flanked his left. His eyes held a strange glint—one Lucian couldn’t quite read.“Hold the line,” Lucian growled. “We don’t let them past this point. If they break through here... it’s over.”Meanwhile, back near the healer’s house, Damian moved swiftly through the compound. His face was set in grim focus as he issued orders to trusted guards, placing elite warriors at every entrance, rooftop, and hidden blind spot. His thoughts never left Ella—not for a breath. She was still too weak, too vulnerable... and he couldn’t shake the feeling tha

Damian carefully tucked the blanket around Ella, watching her closely like she might disappear again if he dared to blink.“I want to take you home,” he whispered, brushing a soft kiss across her knuckles. “I hate seeing you in this place... you belong beside me.”Ella smiled gently, her voice a little weak but filled with warmth. “I will be... soon.”Just then, the healer stepped into the room and cleared his throat. “Alpha,” she said with a respectful nod, “as much as I understand your desire, Ella is not yet strong enough for travel or stress. She needs a few more days here. Her body is healing, but slowly.”Damian’s shoulders slumped. His face twisted into a sulk that made Ella laugh softly. “You’re sulking,” she teased.“I am not,” he grumbled.“Yes, you are,” she replied, cupping his cheek. “You’re like a pup denied his favorite treat.”“I just... I’ve missed you. Every second away from you was torture.” His voice dropped, his golden eyes dark with emotion—and something hotter.

Selena's heart pounded in her chest as she stood in the hallway of the Gamma's estate, the sound of hushed voices drifting from behind a slightly ajar door. She had been assigned to deliver medicine to the Gamma’s wife, who was still bedridden from the shock of her daughter’s death, but something felt wrong.As she passed the door, she instinctively slowed, her ears catching the low murmurs from within. Her instincts, honed over years of being part of the elite warrior ranks, told her something was off. She leaned closer, pressing her ear to the crack, her pulse racing with unease.The voices inside grew clearer. The Gamma's deep, gravelly tones mixed with the female spy’s sly whispers, their words carrying the weight of dangerous intentions.“The poison is ready,” the spy said, her voice low but unmistakably malicious. “We’ll strike Ella first. Weaken her... make her suffer... then Lucian will be next. After we’ve broken them, we take control. Damian won’t stand a chance.”Selena’s b