Semua Bab The Alpha’s Unforgiven Mate: Bab 61 - Bab 70

CallaThe whisper started three weeks ago.At first, I thought it was stress. The kind of auditory hallucination that comes from too many sleepless nights and too much responsibility. Just my mind playing tricks, creating phantom sounds where there was only silence.But whispers don't usually know your name.They don't usually know your fears.And they definitely don't usually offer you everything you've ever wanted.Calla.There it was again. Soft. Seductive. Like smoke curling through the gaps in my thoughts.I was in the training yard, supervising the evening drills. Around me, warriors moved through combat sequences with practiced precision. Everything was normal. Everything was fine.Except for the voice in my head that shouldn't be there.You're tired, Calla. So tired of being second. Of being the one who cleans up everyone else's mistakes.I gripped the railing harder, knuckles going white."Ma'am?" One of the younger warriors approached, concern in his eyes. "Are you alright?"

BlissI found Calla's absence by accident.I'd been looking for her to ask about security protocols, Kharo was in meetings, Aria was buried in her translations, and I needed to know if anyone had seen suspicious activity near the western boundary.But Calla wasn't at her post. Wasn't in the training yard. Wasn't in her quarters or the tactical room or any of the places she usually inhabited.She'd simply... vanished.For three hours.When she finally reappeared, walking back into the compound from the direction of the forest, she looked wrong. Not injured, there were no visible wounds. But her eyes were distant, her movements too careful, like she was navigating unfamiliar terrain in her own body.I intercepted her at the eastern gate."Where were you?" I asked, keeping my voice neutral.She stopped, and for a moment I thought she'd just walk past me. Then: "Perimeter check.""For three hours?""It's a big perimeter.""Alone? Without telling anyone?"Her jaw tightened. "I don't report

Kharo"The pack is fractured because our Alpha cares more about his mate's bond than his duty." Solas stood, and the formal gesture sent ice through my veins. "I hereby invoke Article Seven of pack law. I am calling for a vote of no confidence in Alpha Kharo Anderson's leadership."The silence that followed was absolute.Article Seven. The nuclear option. Used only twice in the pack's history, both times ending in bloodshed.Mira looked genuinely troubled now. "Solas, that's extreme…""Is it? How many more wolves have to die before we admit something has to change?" He turned to address the full council. "I'm not suggesting Kharo has acted with malicious intent. I'm suggesting he's compromised. That the mate bond has clouded his judgment. That he's no longer capable of putting the pack first.""The mate bond is sacred," I said, my voice low and dangerous. "Challenging an Alpha to follow it is…""The mate bond is powerful," Solas interrupted. "But it's not absolute. When it interferes

BlissFour days until Lycaon's ritual window.Three days until Kharo's vote.And somewhere in there, Liam needed to harvest four more souls to complete his collection.The math was brutal. The timeline impossible.We couldn't win this. Not all of it. Not without sacrifice.I was halfway across the compound when I saw her.Ria.She was standing in one of the courtyards, alone, staring at nothing. Her clothes were rumpled, her hair uncombed, her makeup smeared like she'd been crying.I should have kept walking. Should have ignored her.But something in her posture stopped me.She looked... broken."Ria," I called.She flinched, turning toward me. Her eyes were red-rimmed and empty."What do you want?" Her voice lacked its usual venom. She just sounded tired."Are you okay?"She laughed, bitter, hollow. "Am I okay? That's really what you're asking?""You look…""I look like someone who finally realized she made all the wrong choices. Who threw away everything for a man who never cared. W

BlissI jerked around to find Kharo standing in the doorway, his expression unreadable.My heart hammered. "I…""Found my private correspondence, I see." He stepped into the study and closed the door behind him. "Breaking and entering now, Bliss? Should I add that to the list of concerns Solas has about you?""I wasn't…i just needed…" I stopped, took a breath, and met his eyes. "I needed to understand. Why you've been so careful with Liam. Why you haven't just arrested him despite everything.""So you broke into my desk.""I picked the lock. Technically different."A muscle in his jaw twitched. Not quite a smile, but close. "Technically, that's worse."He moved to the desk and looked down at the scattered letters. For a long moment, he just stood there, studying the evidence of his family's shame laid bare."My father was desperate," he said finally. "The pack was weak. We'd lost territory in the northern conflicts. Other Alphas were circling, looking for opportunity. Marcus Anderson