All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S LOST HEIR: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

★𝕷𝖎𝖆𝖒The Serpent-Fang territory was a stark contrast to the Silvermoon forests and the Sky-Claw peaks. It was hot, humid, and sprawling, dominated by vast, murky swampland and guarded by hidden pathways and ancient, territorial hatred. I traveled alone, carrying Ronan's diplomatic satchel, the Silvermoon crest deliberately obscured my neutrality as a former rogue was the only currency I possessed here.My internal monologue was a blend of anxiety and clinical focus. Serpent-Fang Alpha Kael was notoriously xenophobic and powerful, his pack rooted in the belief that elemental power corrupted the natural order of the wolf. He hated the Silvermoon lineage almost as much as he distrusted elementalists. My mission was delicate: I had to persuade him that a Shadow entity was a greater threat than Silvermoon’s Luna.I was met at the edge of the swamp by a patrol that was immediately hostile. They stripped me of my weapons and led me deep into the Serpent-Fang compound a series of fort

★𝕯𝖗𝖆𝖝The air on the coast was thick with salt, fog, and the immediate, heavy scent of danger. The Coastal Nexus was situated on a stretch of jagged black rock that jutted out into the sea,a swirling, churning focal point of Water energy, loud and chaotic even without a ritual taking place. Our mission was brutally simple. make this area look like the site of the Continental Sealing, draw the enemy's full attention, and hold the line until Ronan and the others completed the true ritual hundreds of miles inland.I led a force of nearly fifty wolves a mix of Silvermoon loyalists and the seasoned, no-nonsense Ironwood Scouts who were here to honor their Alpha Elara’s promise. Among them was Lyra, the female scout who now moved with a determined ferocity, her loyalty earned not by rank, but by shared survival.My internal monologue was a relentless countdown. Every second we held out was another second Ronan, Liam, and the elemental lists had to complete the seal. I didn't care abo

★𝕽𝖔𝖓𝖆𝖓The blinding, unified flash of elemental energy receded, leaving the mountain top silent, heavy with the weight of spent power. The Continental Seal was complete. The Ancient Shadow Heart was locked away, sealed by the combined strength of three rival packs. The world was safe.But I couldn't feel the triumph.The moment the seal clicked into place, I didn't collapse from exhaustion,I nearly collapsed from the horrifying feedback of the mate bond. The massive surge of Alpha life force I had ripped from myself to shatter Olivia's spiritual protection had worked her power was stirring but it was mixed with a sharp, agonizing sensation of extreme pain and confusion."Ronan! The seal is stable!" Alpha Zena called, her voice edged with awe.I ignored her. My elementalists and the Sky-Claw emissaries could monitor the seal. My only priority was getting home. I shifted instantly, tearing down the mountain in a desperate, reckless blur, my own energy dangerously low.The frantic

★𝕺𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖆The pain was a dull, constant throb, a raw reminder that my soul had been fractured and then violently rebuilt by Ronan’s desperate sacrifice. I felt physically hollowed out, but the immense power I now held, no longer restrained by the spiritual seal, felt like a silent, humming generator beneath my skin. The elemental core of the heir was dormant, protected, but my own was terrifyingly vibrant and alert.I watched Ronan sleep, his face too pale, his brow furrowed even in exhaustion. He had bought the world survival and, in doing so, had left himself utterly exposed. His temporary weakness was now the greatest vulnerability of the entire continent, a weakness that Alpha Kael and the newly exposed Shadow Network would ruthlessly exploit.I couldn’t lead the pack on the battlefield my elemental strength was too unstable, too dangerous but this wasn't a battle of fire and fury. It was a battle of wits, diplomacy, and strategy. This was my expertise.I summoned a quiet me

★𝕺𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖆The name Senator Varis sat on my tongue like poison. The entire political apparatus of the human capital was built on secrecy, hierarchy, and a deliberate ignorance of the wolf territories. We couldn't storm his office,that would be the catalyst for the war Ronan had worked so hard to avert. Our power was not in brute force, but in elemental truth.I gathered Maeve and Zeva again, spreading the documents from Marius invoices, shipping manifests, and money transfer receipts across the table."Varis's entire political career is built on his image as the Champion of Integration," I explained, running a finger over a receipt for stolen Sky-Claw iron. "If we expose him through our own channels, he cries wolf literally. He claims we are trying to destabilize the human government.""So how do we hit him?" Zeva asked, her eyes glittering with predatory focus. She was enjoying this game of political chess far more than she let on.My plan was risky, requiring a delicate balance