All Chapters of The Alpha’s Bane : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

The tent smelled faintly of herbs, smoke, and broth. Lucan stood close to Laura as the healer worked in silence, her fingers steady, her eyes sharp. She had taken a small vial of blood earlier, pricking Laura’s skin with a needle that had made her wince. Lucan had stroked her arm immediately, as if easing her pain. They had been at the healer’s tent for hours, waiting for the test results. Lucan had kept Laura company as she lay still on the bed, weak and feeble. Now the healer returned back to them, her expression unreadable as she held a strip of parchment marked with faint lines. She looked first at Lucan, then at Laura.“You’re three weeks pregnant,” she said simply. The words hit like a sharp blow. Laura froze. She shook her head violently, then she snapped, “No. That can’t be right. Maybe your test is wrong,” she said, her voice rising, panic in every word. “I’m not… no, I can’t be.”Her breathing quickened, her chest heaving as if the walls of the tent were closing in. She

Teeth and claws poured out of the forest. Rogues dashed out of the trees like shadows, their howls rattling the walls of Nightfang. Steel clashed, bodies slammed, and the ground was wet with blood before anyone had time to breathe.Nightfang had not been ready. The warriors scrambled into formation, but it was already too late, wolves fell in the first minutes, their cries cut short by fangs tearing through throats. The air smelled of smoke and dust, every heartbeat swallowed by the sound of battle.Zara darted into the woods, her twin blades flashing silver beneath the moonlight. She cut down one, then two rogues, but three more lunged at her before she could recover. She shouted for backup but no one reached her in time. Her sharp scream tore through the woods, but luckily a shadow warrior was around the corner. Aurora’s bow snapped under a rogue’s claw. She swung the broken wood like a spear, fighting with fury, but the mob swallowed her, dragging her down. But she managed to es

Kael stormed out, his boots striking hard against the floor, the rage in his stride making wolves in the corridor step aside without question. His shoulders were rigid, fists clenched, his breath uneven as though everything had suffocated him.Aria’s feet moved before her mind could argue. Instinct told her to let him go, to keep her distance from the Alpha when he was this way. But something deeper, stronger, refused to leave him alone. She followed, her steps lighter. He reached his chamber doors, his hand already on the handle, when his voice cut the air, low and sharp.“You don’t want to see me like this, Lyra.”Her chest tightened at the warning. His voice was thunder, raw, a threat but she heard something lighter beneath. Any sane part of her should have turned back. Instead, she moved closer.Her fingers brushed the line of his arm. The heat of his skin burned through the torn fabric of his sleeve, fire beneath her touch. Kael froze. The Alpha in him stiffened at the audac

Kael’s arms stayed firm around Aria, even long after her trembling had faded. Her cheek rested against his chest, the steady beat of his heart grounding her when everything else inside her screamed chaos.He hadn’t moved. Not once.The silence between them was heavy. Kael’s mind churned, thoughts crashing like restless waves. He could still hear her broken whisper, could still feel the way her tears had dampened his skin. “Thank the Moon she doesn’t remember. If she knew the truth—that you were there that night, that you had seen her before she ever set foot in this pack—she’d never let you hold her like this.”He tightened his grip, just slightly. “Maybe I don’t need to tell her. Maybe all I need is to keep her close. Protect her. Until I’m strong enough for her,” he muttered, though more to himself than to anyone else. Her breath shifted against him. Light, uneven. Awake.“You should try to sleep,” Kael said quietly, his voice low. “You’re safe here. With me.”Aria swallowed. Her

Selene stumbled through the undergrowth, muscles aching, boots sinking in the mud. She hadn’t stopped since she ran off. She had distracted the guards sent after her with her Nightfang cloak which she had dropped at a stream side. And now she was somewhere in the woods, walking through the line of trees, going nowhere. A rustle to her right made her freeze. Two figures emerged from the shadows, silently stepping between her and the path. Rogue guards.Selene’s claws flung out, her heart hammering. “Step back,” she hissed. “I don’t belong to any pack. Let me be.”One guard tilted his head, his voice calm but firm. “You’ve stepped into our territory. So, come with us. Now.”Selene laughed bitterly. “You think I’ll just walk with strangers in the night? You have no idea who I am.”The second guard lunged, trying to grab her arm. Selene twisted sharply, slamming her elbow into his chest. He grunted but didn’t release her. She swung a kick, catching him in the thigh. Still, there were to