Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Silver Alpha: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

* Alpha Archer *I watched when the Alpha King's hand fell and then the battlefield erupted. A thick layer of dust exploded under the pounding of paws, and the air is filled with snarls that carried raw power. Four warrior wolves, massive, deadly, trained for war, lunged toward the center of the circle. Then the crowd roared, a mix of Alpha commands, warrior cries, and the deep hum of wolf energy clashing.I stood at the edge with Beta Kael standing beside me, both of us stood still as the chaos unfolded. My wolf stirred beneath my skin, watching, measuring, and waiting.Daren, my champion warrior of the West, was the smallest among them. His dark onyx coat gleamed under the sunlight, his steps smooth, and deliberate. The others underestimated him instantly because of his appearance. I could tell by the way Alpha Darwin smirked, arms crossed, and the way Alpha David leaned toward Zandro with a low chuckle. They were judging him."He's too cautious," Beta Kael muttered beside me. "He's

* Regina *When I returned to Alpha Archer's tent, the sounds of the summit still lingered in my ears, the fading roars, the shuffle of warriors, and the low hum of talk around the fires. The sky has turned bruised purple now, the sun slipping down behind the ridges, leaving the camp wrapped in restless anticipation for the next day's challenges.Inside our tent, the smell of leather, smoke, and pine resin filled the space. I moved quickly, setting things in order just as Alpha Archer would want them, folding his cloak neatly over the cot, brushing the dust from his boots, and refilling the jug of water on the low table. My hands were steady while working, but my chest wasn't. It felt tight, like my heartbeat was caught between pride and dread.I could still see the look on his face earlier, sharp, unreadable, but edged with something like disapproval. He hadn't shouted then, but the weight in his tone when he told me to return was enough to make me move before thinking. He didn't lik

* Regina *I listened to the horns that blew again, echoing across the valley, and I knew it was over. The second challenge from the Alpha King had ended.I walked fast on the ground that still smelled of smoke and ash down from the ridge, my skirts brushing against the wet grass, my hands clutching the strap of the medical satchel I'd prepared before dawn for this event. The forest was quiet now, except for the low rumble of returning wolves and the distant cries of healers tending to the wounded from their packs.My eyes scanned the mist until I saw him, Alpha Archer, emerging from the tree line. His body bore scorch marks across his arm and shoulder, his cloak singed, his jaw set in stone. Behind him, Beta Kael and the other warriors followed, they looked weary but still alive. They'd done it. They'd brought down the beast. I did not doubt that they could make it.But they were not alone. Across the clearing I see, the North Pack was returning as well, Alpha Zandro at their front,

* Regina *I waited for the evening as it came slower than usual, heavy with the aftertaste of fire in the Alpha King's challenge and the triumph of our pack. The camp was quieter now, though the scent of smoke left from the fire still lingered, mingling with the salt of sweat and the damp breath of the forest. Most of the pack had retreated to their tents, resting after the trial. The others whispered in small clusters about the victory, about how the West Pack had defied the flames and passed unburned.But I couldn't rest. Not when his words keep playing in my mind."You've made victory possible, Regina. I should reward you for that."A reward, is something not everyone in the pack could get. I remembered the way he said it, it was not as an order, not as a passing statement, but something deeper and meaningful. Something that made my heart ache with a heat of longing that no enchanted fire in the forest could match.I had never asked for anything from my Alpha before, and I had nev

* Regina *We went inside the place covered with mist. It was thick and heavy and cold like the fear of the wolves who doesn't know anything behind it, coiling around my ankles as though it wanted to pull me under. The moment the iron gates shut behind us, the sound echoed like thunder through the canyon, and the world beyond was gone. Only this gray maze of whispers and shadows remained. We were in a different place at a different time.I couldn't see more than a few feet ahead because of the mist. Even Alpha Archer's tall figure blurred and wavered, his shoulders dissolving into fog each time I blinked. I reached out instinctively, my fingers brushing the edge of his cloak. His head turned slightly at the contact, but he said nothing.He hadn't looked at me once since the Alpha King called my name. I wonder why that is?The silence between us was colder than the mist. But I did not say a word to break that either.Even if I wanted to speak, to tell him that I didn't mean to cause h