All Chapters of Fangs And Desires: Chapter 31 - Chapter 37

Zeil's mind was all noisy, his feelings steering up. His body was tired but his mind was running a hundred miles an hour. He had pushed Kael away. He had said those harsh words. And even as he said them, a part of him regretted it. For the first time,he had wanted Kael to stay. He had wanted Kael to sit by his bed, to talk to him, to say something that wasn't about duty or position. He had wanted him to look at him not as the Young Alpha, but as Zeil, a person who had been through a scary thing and needed to feel safe again.But Kael had just obeyed. He had just gone. It was like he had accepted the label of "rogue" and left it at that. It was like the wall Zeil had put up excessively was the only thing Kael could see. Zeil closed his eyes, and a tear slid down his temple and into his pillow. He wasn't crying because he was in pain from the attack. He was crying because he felt so alone.He thought back to the moment Kael's eyes met his. It was a look that had promised so much. A l

The silence in the council hall stayed heavy, like a blanket no one wanted to lift. Elder Kyros’s chair creaked as he slowly stood. His tall frame was outlined by the faint torchlight on the stone walls. He didn’t look at anyone—just kept his gaze on the wide doors ahead as if they were calling to him.He walked slowly, every step echoing across the floor. When he reached the doors, he stopped, turned slightly toward the Lord Alpha, and gave a deep, respectful bow.“My Lord Alpha,” he said softly, voice calm but carrying far in the quiet room. Then without another word, he stepped out into the night.The big doors closed behind him with a low thud, and the hall went still again.Only Elder Rion and the Lord Alpha remained.Neither spoke.The torches flickered, making shadows dance along the high ceiling. Outside, the night was at its deepest, the kind of dark that made even the moonlight hesitate.Back at the Malgorn’s compound, Adira was in the courtyard with a small group of pups. T

The chamber was silent except for the faint hiss of the brazier. Shadows bent across the stone walls, firelight flickering in restless waves. The Great Alpha sat tall on the oak chair, his hands resting heavy on the armrests. His eyes were sharp, dark as midnight, fixed on the fish pond as if he had been waiting for hours for a particular fish to show itself. At last, the door opened Healer Lena entered quietly. Her robes brushed against the floor, her steps measured, calm, almost like the rhythm of breath itself. She bowed, both hands folded neatly in front of her.“My lord Alpha,” she said softly.The Lord Alpha tilted his head just slightly, his stare unmoving. “You came.”“I came the moment you called,” she answered, her voice even.He gestured faintly toward the space near the fish pond “Stand here.”She did. The flames washed her face with amber glow, painting her features with warmth she did not feel. The Alpha’s gaze was too sharp, too heavy for comfort.For a moment, there

The silence between Zeil and Kael throbbed like a wound that refused to close. Their eyes locked, storms locked in storms, and Zeil’s breath trembled between words he could not speak. His wolf clawed at his chest, aching for something that frightened him.And then the door slammed open so hard the hinges squealed.“Breakfast for the half-dead prince!” Lopi sang, balancing a tray in one hand and swinging the door wide with the other. His grin was as wide as the sun, his hair sticking in every possible direction. “Hot soup, bread, and humiliation served fresh!”Zeil froze, caught between the frame and Kael’s closeness. His cheeks flamed as if caught in crime.“Oh, oh, ohhhh,” Lopi crooned, eyes narrowing with fake suspicion. He set the tray down and leaned against the wall, crossing his arms. “What is this? What did I interrupt? A duel? A dramatic staring contest? Or” He paused, lowering his voice in mock scandal, “...something more scandalous?”Zeil’s face burned. “Lopi, shut your mout