Semua Bab Wolf Rachael : Bab 151 - Bab 160

"Yes," Richard said simply. The admission seemed to age him. "And we've been maintaining that lie ever since. Hunting down the survivors. Eliminating anyone who questioned too deeply. Creating an entire mythology about Ghost Wolf danger to justify what we'd done."Christopher looked like he'd been struck. "Father, what are you saying? Everything you taught me, everything I believed—""Was a lie," Richard said, turning to his son. "A necessary lie, I told myself. To maintain stability. To prevent chaos. But looking at you now—looking at what you've become, what I've made you—I realize the truth."He faced me again. "Your grandfather asked me once why I was doing it. Why I was helping hunt my own friends. And I told him it was for the greater good. For stability. For the future." His laugh was bitter. "He said I'd regret it. That guilt would eat me alive. That my children would pay for my choices."Richard looked at Christopher. "He was right."The clearing was absolutely silent. Even t

"Then we read it together." Mother's voice was firm. "Your grandfather's words. Your father's possible location. We need to know what he left us."Kelvin moved toward the door. "I'll have it brought up. Along with food—you both need to eat.""Kelvin," I said before he could leave. He turned. "Thank you. For the healing. For the protection. For... everything."Something in his expression softened. "You're my mate, Racheal. You don't need to thank me for doing what's right."He left.Mother watched me carefully. "The bond is getting stronger.""Yes.""Are you fighting it?"I thought about that. Was I? Three weeks ago, the answer would have been an immediate yes. But now..."I don't know," I admitted. "He's not what I expected. Not the monster I thought Lycan alphas were.""Your father wasn't what I expected either," Mother said quietly. "I fought the bond for months. Convinced myself it was a mistake. That a Ghost Wolf and a warrior from the southern packs could never work." She smiled

Christopher POV"Ghost Wolf strips," the old wolf said. "Soaked in silver and blessed with binding spells. Press them against Ghost Wolf skin, and their power drains. Phasing becomes impossible. Their strength reduces to human levels." He gestured to a second, smaller box. "And these are wolf strips. Similar principle, but designed for regular werewolves. Suppress the shift. Weaken them."I lifted one of the Ghost Wolf strips carefully. It felt wrong in my hands. Like holding concentrated death."How many do you have?""Twenty Ghost Wolf strips. Fifty wolf strips." The old wolf's expression was grim. "Enough to neutralize a small pack. Or one very powerful Ghost Wolf and her protectors.""Why bring these to me? Why now?""Because I heard what your father said. Heard him call our family's mission a lie." The old wolf's eyes hardened. "My grandfather helped with the purges. Saw what Ghost Wolves could do when unchecked. The chaos they caused. The packs they destroyed." He leaned forward

Sara nodded, breathing hard. She attacked again—a feint followed by a real strike. I phased through the real strike as expected.But Sara had learned. Instead of overextending, she pivoted, catching me as I rematerialized. Her claws stopped an inch from my throat."Better," I said. "You're learning."The watching warriors murmured appreciatively. Sara grinned, backing off.We continued for an hour. Me demonstrating phasing techniques. The warriors learning to anticipate. To fight alongside someone who could move between solid and intangible.It was... fun. More than that. It felt like belonging."Excellent work," Kelvin said when we finally called a break. The warriors dispersed toward the water stations. "You're a natural teacher.""I'm a survivor teaching survival.""You're pack teaching pack." Kelvin's voice was quiet. Serious. "Whether you accept it or not."The mate bond pulsed. I didn't push it away."The alphas at the meeting," I said instead. "They're afraid. Vera tries to hid

"Where are we?""Neutral ground. Three hundred miles north of Moonshadow territory." Christopher began walking toward me slowly. "Far enough that your mate can't interfere. Can't save you. This is between us now."The mate bond was screaming. I could feel Kelvin's panic through it. His desperation. He was searching. Trying to find me.But three hundred miles. Even running at full speed, it would take him hours.I was alone."You can't win," I said, forcing myself upright despite the nausea. "Even with the suppressants, even separated from my pack. You can't beat me.""Maybe not." Christopher stopped ten feet away. "But I have to try. Have to complete the mission. That's all I have left.""Your father told the truth. Exposed the Society's lies. You could accept that. Could stop.""I can't." Christopher's expression was bleak. "If I stop, if I accept that everything I believed was a lie, then what was it all for? The hunts. The kills. The wolves who died following my orders. What does i