All Chapters of The Alpha’s Bane : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

The morning bell tore through the pack walls, loud and sharp, dragging the wolves from the false peace of the night. The breakfast bell followed in minutes. In the dining hall, benches filled slowly. Everyone sat in silence, even the young ones who usually laughed at every chance sat hushed. The smell of broth and bread filled the room, but only a few reached eagerly for it.At the head table, General Thorne rose. His face was drawn after a long night without rest. He cleared his throat, his voice cutting through the hall without effort.“There will be no training today.”The announcement stirred faint whispers, but no one argued. His gaze swept over the room, steady. “Too many are wounded. Too many are healing. We lost warriors we can never replace. Today is for tending, to wounds, to hearts, to each other.”Heads bowed in agreement.Aria sat at the far end of one of the Shadows’ table, spoon in hand, though the broth before her had already cooled. Her eyes flickered once to the Alp

The hall had never been this quiet. Even when the Alpha passed by there had still been whispers. But now, after his command, silence pressed down on every wolf like a weight they couldn’t shake.Aria Silverwyn.The name settled heavy in the air.Kael didn’t hear the whispers or the gasps. All he heard was his own heartbeat, wild and uneven. He fixed his eyes on the girl right beside him, the one he thought he knew.“Aria?” he asked, his voice wasn’t loud. It didn’t need to be. The name alone cracked the atmosphere in the hall. She froze. Her chest rose and fell quickly, and though her eyes stayed locked on him, her body betrayed her. Her foot slid back like she needed space, like she wanted to vanish.“I can explain…” The sound of her voice twisted something unpleasant inside him.Kael stepped forward, slow, deliberate, his eyes fixed solely on hers. “Tell me it’s a lie. Tell me she’s wrong.”Aria’s throat bobbed as she swallowed. “It’s not what you think…” “Not what I think?” His

The door to Kael’s chamber creaked open. Beta Darian stepped inside slowly, his boots thumping over shards of broken glass and scattered wood. A chair lay in ruins against the wall, its legs snapped. The writing desk had been knocked sideways, parchment spilled across the floor.Kael stood near the window, his back to Beta Darian, shoulders rising and falling. His hands gripped the stone sill so hard his knuckles whitened. “Alpha,” Beta Darian said softly, closing the door behind him. “I asked to be let in.”“You shouldn’t have,” Kael muttered. His voice was hoarse. “I don’t want to see anyone,” he added, without turning. Beta Darian moved a step further, ignoring the protest. “That’s exactly why I came. You’ve torn this place apart. And if you stay in here alone, you’ll tear yourself apart too.”Kael let out a sharp breath. He finally turned. His eyes were blood red, his face pale with exhaustion and fury.“Tell me, Darian,” he said, voice low but trembling with restrained anger, “

Then Kael moved. He stopped by his shelf, his back to her, shoulders squared as if the weight of the entire pack had settled on them. His hand went through his hair, rough, and then he dragged both palms across his face. “Damn it…” His voice was raw, almost a growl. “Damn it all.” He slammed his fist against the wood, the sharp crack echoing in the silence.Aria flinched, her throat tight, tears streaking down her cheeks. She wanted to speak, but her tongue was heavy.When he finally turned, his eyes burned, not with rage, but with a pain so deep. “You think I wanted this war?” His voice trembled, breaking, before he forced it steady. “You think I had a choice? I was barely out of my Alpha rites when Darian pushed for war with an unknown pack. I wasn’t even ready to lead, but the council demanded I sign off on every decision he made. I was too young. Too damn naïve to stop him.”He dragged a hand down the wooden shelf. “And then that night…” His gaze flickered to her and faltered,

Beta Darian closed the door of the Alpha’s chamber behind him. His face was calm, but his hand curled into a fist at his side. He had seen Kael awake. Worse, he had seen him holding the prisoner like she was more than that. The sight made his stomach turn, but he forced himself to walk away with steady steps.“Perhaps, this rogue could be of use now,” he murmured as he hurried through the corridor. He stepped quietly into his chamber, hoping Selene would be asleep. No luck at all. “Dad,” she called, her voice low and tired. She sat curled up on the sofa. Her eyes were heavy and weak, but sleep was far away from her eyes. Beta Darian brushed past her without saying a word. “What’s going on, Dad?” Selene pressed. “It’s nothing,” Beta Darian replied, his voice clipped. Then he hurried out of the chamber. Selene sank back onto the sofa, trying to relax, though her mind raced. Beta Darian strolled quickly across the corridor, he stopped at the waiting hall. A raven waited in a cag