Todos os capítulos de The Silver Alpha: Capítulo 151 - Capítulo 160

* Regina *The Wild Pack slept in uneasy layers, there are wolves curled near the fires, sentries posted along the treeline, the old rogues who still dreamed with one eye open. I stood alone at the edge of the cliff that overlooked our borders, while the wind tugging at my cloak, the moon riding high and cold above me.Seven nights since Archer had last stood on the opposite ridge, close enough that I could feel him even when I refused to look.I pressed a hand to my chest, to the place where the bond lived like a second heartbeat. It had been restless all evening. Tight and I fear that something had happened to him."Alpha."Rowan's voice carried softly behind me. "A runner just crossed the eastern markers. West Pack seal."My heart stuttered. I turned so fast my cloak snapped. "Bring it. Now."The scroll was warm when it reached my hands. Not physically, him. His presence bled through the wax and parchment, raw and unmistakable.I broke the seal. The world narrowed to ink and breath

* Regina *There was something in the wind that I caught before anything else when the morning came.It was something that came sharp and bitter, layered with old hunger and fresh resentment. There was this emotion riding it. Anger of wolves. Like a wounded pride. It was the kind that festers when the world suddenly declares survival insufficient.I was on the ridge when Elias suddenly stiffened beside me."There are Rogues, Alpha! he said. "Six. No, eight. They're not trying to hide."I didn't move, but my senses are going alert. Below us, the Wild Pack camp breathed quietly for once. Fires burned low. Pups slept with their mothers. Warriors rested without clutching their blades. Peace was still new here, and fragile as frost."Let us see what they want from us," I said.Rowan appeared at my other side, already armored, eyes hard. "They won't be coming to join us Alpha.""No," I agreed softly. "They're coming to remind us who we used to be and we can't deny our past."The group broke

* Alpha Regina *I always knew the hour before the sun touched its highest point. It's also the time when the bond hummed with that familiar tension, anticipation pulled tight as sinew. Not urgency or alarm. Just the quiet certainty that today, finally, Alpha Archer would cross my borders to see me.I had felt him turn toward me before. The way the bond shifts when he chooses me. When his attention sharpens and narrows until it is only us. I had dressed for it without realizing it and changed leathers, to a new one. Braided my hair tighter. Stronger for a fine look. An Alpha, not a waiting female, but still, a mate who had been apart for too long. And I admit that I missed him so much.The Wild Pack felt it too, his presence has become familiar here.They were restless in a hopeful way. Patrols rotated faster than necessary due to threats. Warriors lingered near the eastern path, pretending to sharpen blades that did not need sharpening. Even the younger wolves kept glancing toward th

* Regina *I felt him coming! The forest shifted first, subtly, and reverent. Birds went silent, not in fear, but in recognition. My wolf stirred beneath my skin, rising from vigilance into something softer, aching, and hopeful that this time he would be here.Until I confirmed that Alpha Archer had crossed my borders. I stood at the edge of the clearing where the old oaks bent inward like witnesses. I did not move at first. An Alpha never runs to greet, even when every part of her wants to.The bond tightened, warm and familiar, no longer restrained. I'm here, it whispered without words.Then he stepped out from between the trees.He looked thinner than when I last saw him but still handsome as hell. Tired in a way that went beyond sleepless nights. His shoulders were still squared, his presence still commanding, but there was a fracture beneath it, one I recognized because I carried the same weight.For a heartbeat, neither of us spoke we just looked at each other. Then he was in fr

* Alpha Archer *My pack in the West had never felt so heavy. The great hall was full, with our elders lining the stone benches, warriors standing along the pillars, the old banners of the West hanging like witnesses that had seen too much blood to be sentimental. The heat of the inner chambers bled outward, carrying the sharp scent of herbs, iron, and magic.My mother sat at the center dais, swollen with life and power both. Her silver hair was braided back, her hands resting protectively over her belly. The unborn child my sibling stirred there, strong, impatient. Even the pack could feel it. A future Alpha is already pushing against the world.My father stood beside her. Cerberus, former Alpha of the West, breaker of borders, the wolf all others measured themselves against. His presence bent the room without effort. When he looked at me, it was not with anger. That was worse. It was with expectation."You called this council," he said. "Speak now son, let us all hear what you want