All Chapters of The Silver Alpha: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

* Alpha Archer *I was up earlier than usual. The morning light had already slanted through the high windows of the council hall as I walked in. With thin and cold, glinting off the silver crest of the Western Pack carved into the stone wall. My wolves stood in the shadows below, Beta Kael and Beta Aldin, both of them were silent, both waiting for a word from me.I held the messenger's scroll which was still warm in my hand, sealed with the crimson wax of the Alpha King's sigil. It was a message for me before we left for the summit. I quickly broke it open the moment it arrived, with the scent of foreign ink still sharp."To the Alpha of the Western Pack,You are hereby reminded that each Alpha attending the Summit is permitted to be accompanied by one Beta only. Exceptions shall not be granted by the Alpha King. The presence of multiple Betas will be seen as a violation of the pact of equality among other regions.Signed, Alpha King Zed of the Royal pack."Alpha King Zed. Of course!

* Alpha Archer *When the time the sun slid behind the mountain, I look through the window of our carriage and noticed the forest began to make a buzzing sound of the night. The last of the day's sunlight faded through the canopy, replaced by the glowing of moonlight filtering between the leaves of the trees. We had traveled far, farther than most wolves could manage in a day, and I could feel the exhaustion rolling off my warriors like heat. And the horses need to get some rest as well.I raised a hand and gave a sharp whistle, signalling everybody to stop. The lead rider, Beta Kael, lifted his fist, signaling the others to slow and follow my command. The horses began to settle, stamping the ground and snorting against the cold air of the night."We will rest here for the night," I said, stepping down from the carriage. The gravel crunched under my boots, and the smell of damp moss and pine needles filled the entire clearing. "There's enough cover from the ridge and water from that s

* Alpha Archer *Since dawn, I have noticed something out of the ordinary in the air that surrounds our camp. And when the morning came there was a bite to it that I could feel, cold, sharp, and wrong. It wasn't just the chill that bothered me then. It was the faint, acrid scent beneath it, one I'd known since my first patrol as a young wolf. The other wolves, called rogues.I stood at the edge of the camp earlier, eyes fixed on the mist crawling between the pines. My wolf stirred uneasily within me, pacing, and growling low. Something had passed through during the night. Something is watching us."Beta Kael," I called quietly.Kael was already alert, scanning the perimeter of the place where we rested. He approached quickly, his boots sinking into the soft ground. "I smell it too Alpha, he said, his voice low and grim.I nodded. "Faint traces, from the north side. Maybe three or four. Could be scouts. Or it could be strays."He cursed under his breath. "We'll double the watch and hav

* Regina *The air outside is cold, it feels like it bites at my skin as I step out of the torn tent, and in my hand, I clutch my blanket tightly against my chest. My heart hadn't stopped pounding, not since Carla lunged at me. The ground felt uneven beneath my bare feet, soft earth giving way to pine needles and ash. All around, the camp was still, though I could sense the lingering weight of what had just happened. A few warriors must have heard the commotion, because it was loud and they were awake, standing at a distance, pretending not to stare as Alpha Archer walked beside me but I know that they all noticed me.He said nothing on our way. I felt his silence as heavier than the night air, and commanding without effort. His strides were long and purposeful, and I followed like a shadow trailing behind him, trying not to stumble with the stuff in my hands. I could still feel Carla's hateful words echoing in my head. You're weak! You don't even have your wolf yet and you're sevent

* Regina *I slept well because when I opened my eyes, the first thing I noticed was the warmth that still lingered in the tent's air, the faint scent of cedar, smoke, and something else that felt like strength itself. For a few seconds, I had forgotten where I was. Then everything came rushing back, the attack, the chaos in my tent, Carla's furious eyes, and Alpha Archer's voice as he pulled her away from me.My throat felt dry as I pushed myself up slowly, the thick fur blanket sliding off my shoulders. I blinked, trying to find my bearings. The first light of dawn was just starting to touch the edge of the canvas, spilling gold across the tent floor. Alpha Archer wasn't here, so I took a deep calming breath.A small part of me ached at the realization, though I quickly brushed it aside. He had not slept last night and he gave me his bed. He must be already outside, leading, commanding, and protecting. That's what Alphas do.I folded the blanket carefully and placed it at the foot o