Alle Kapitel von The Silver Alpha: Kapitel 101 – Kapitel 110

* Alpha Archer *Sleep had become pointless ever since I had known that she is in danger. The longer Regina was out there, somewhere in the shadows, somewhere near the Rogue King, the more the restlessness churned inside me like a storm I could no longer cage. Every hour twisted into another reminder that I had failed to find her. That she was alone with the monster. That someone else, someone dangerous, someone who wanted her for reasons I still yet to determine, had taken her.By midnight, I couldn't just stay still. One morning, I snapped with an idea forming at the back of my head.I decided to go to the Alpha King. I stormed through the palace halls, slamming open the double doors leading to the Alpha King's chamber. His guards moved to block me, but one look in my eyes, my wolf's silver eyes, made them step aside."Alpha Archer," my uncle growled without looking up from the strategical table. "I did not summon you today.""I don't care. I came to see you."He finally raised his

* Regina *But perseverance is a strange thing. It doesn't burn like rage in my heart. It settles inside. It was heavy and bone-deep, a decision made by the Alpha King before I came here. We plan to kill him but now I have doubts about following that order.And that night, after the crowd dispersed and my father walked beside me with pride swelling in his chest, pride for the heir he believed he'd secured, I felt that quiet resolve settle into the marrow of my being.The camp was darker when the rogues retreated to their tents. Only the torches flickered, casting long, trembling shadows across the dirt paths. Wolves patrolled in pairs, I noticed them, and some lingered to watch me, their new "princess," with curiosity I didn't know how to meet.If only they knew that I came here for different reasons and purposes. If only they understood what I had just sworn to do for Alpha Archer and the pack.Malgori walked ahead of me, speaking of future battles, territories he would conquer, and

* Regina *Another night in the Rogue Camp, I am supposed to be resting but my mind is full of worries. Every night came like a creeping shadow in Malgori's territory, slow, heavy, and it felt like someone was watching me all the time.As the evening deepened and the moons rose, I felt the air had shifted. Rogues moved with more urgency, whispers darting from tent to tent like frightened birds. Even the fires burned lower, as if trying to hide their flames from something approaching in the pack. It made me feel curious about what’s going on.I sat outside my tent with Rowan and Elias, handing them a share of the dried meat I managed to take from the meals that were privately served to me. Rowan nibbled at hers like she feared someone would snatch it away. Elias kept looking over his shoulder, alert, and restless."Something's wrong," Elias murmured at last halfway through finishing their food.I nodded to him. I felt it too. A thick, tightening pressure under my ribs. My wolf pacing i

* Regina *Another night on the rogue pack when the moon hung low above the camp, it felt heavy and swollen, like it was watching me around.It didn't take long before Malgori had ordered me to go inside his tent, but once he finished questioning me, once he was satisfied that I had told him nothing about Alpha Archer, nothing about the Western Pack, nothing that might hint at betrayal, he dismissed me with a warning carved into every syllable."No secrets in my camp, Regina. And absolutely no lies. Because I will know."I nodded. But of course, he didn't. The best lies were the ones wrapped in silence. I slipped out of Malgori's tent as quietly as I could. His guards outside bowed, but their eyes lingered too long, like they were trying to eavesdrop just by staring at me.I didn't go back to my tent immediately. Instead, I walked deeper into the camp, past the old ruined watchtower where two stones leaned together like broken shoulders. It was the one place no one ventured at night,

* Regina *Every night on Malgori's camp my sleep are light and was never full, never peaceful, and always with that strange, metallic tension in the air that I always smell. I thought maybe it is because of every drop of blood he has spilled on the soil of this place.And yet despite all that it has become my home. Or at least, a cage that feels eerily like one when I choose to come here.The Alpha King's plan lives like a ghost in the back of my mind, or was it our plan together? Every step I take, every breath I make, I remember why I'm here. Why I agreed to come to the Rogues place.Not to live with my father or to become his heir. But to kill him. And every day, Malgori watches me as if he suspects something, and yet never enough to stop me. Maybe the fact that I am his daughter is what's stopping him. Perhaps, somewhere in him, he truly believes I will choose him. Become him and follow his footsteps. Stand at his side rather than take his place because I doubt it if he would jus