All Chapters of The Silver Alpha: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

* Regina *The days that followed were colder than the mountain winds in the camp. Even when the sun rose in the sky, it brought no warmth to my cold skin. The air seemed thicker, heavier, as though the world itself knew what I had done and refused to forgive me for it.When I closed my eyes at night, I saw Carla's face and what I had done to her. Not as she had been before the fight, angry, snarling, but as she had been in the final heartbeat before her death. Her eyes wide, her body limp beneath my jaws, her scent fading from the air as I took out her life. It haunted me, that last breath she gave I could still feel it. Sometimes I thought I could still hear it when the camp went silent.I woke up once from my sleep, screaming—the other omegas stirred from their cots, startled at the sound I made. I mumbled an apology and turned away, pretending to go back to sleep. But I couldn't afterwards. The blood was still under my nails in my dreams, no matter how many times I scrubbed my han

* Alpha Archer *This time the venue has changed, the Alpha King's guards led us to the summit's hollow, a wide, ancient clearing surrounded by jagged stone and cold, whispering air. The mist curled low across the ground like living breath, hiding the earth beneath it. It was said this was the mountain's oldest trial ground, the place where even the strongest Alphas had broken in spirit.When the Alpha King finally stepped forward to see us, his presence silenced the wind itself. His gaze swept across the gathered four Alphas, cold and knowing, as if he could see the beast that lurked inside each one of us who faced him."This trial," he declared, his voice carrying over the stone walls, "will test the one thing that unbinds even the most disciplined warrior. The weakness that hides in every heart of a male wolf, lust and desire."A shiver passed through the assembled Alphas. All Alphas are males and all have mates except for me.No one spoke, but I could feel the discomfort ripple th

* Regina *It was like a dream and my world was still spinning when I woke. The tent smelled faintly of smoke and him, of pine, earth, and heat that clung to my skin. Every muscle in my body ached, tender and sore in ways I'd never known before. The sheets beneath me were tangled and damp with our scent, and the morning air slipped through the flap, cool against my bare back.For a long moment, I just lay there, staring at the faint light filtering through the canvas, trying to make sense of what had happened, of what I had done. My wolf was quiet now, sated, curled deep inside me as if resting after a storm has passed. But my heart, my heart wouldn't still, it beats rapidly inside my chest.I turned slightly, and there he was beside me, Alpha Archer, half-covered in the thin blanket, his breathing deep but uneven, like even in sleep he was fighting something unseen. The marks I left on him were faint, scratches and small bites that my omega instincts couldn't help but make. His skin

* Regina *The coldness of the mountain air bit into my lungs as I continued walking, the mist curling low around my legs like ghosts that didn't want to let me go. I didn't look back, not at the camp, not at the banners fluttering with the crests of Alphas, and certainly not at the tent I had shared with him.Every step away from Alpha Archer felt like tearing a piece of my heart loose. But I can no longer stay and watch him choose another she wolf.I wrapped my cloak tighter, though the fabric did little against the sting in my chest. The whispers of the other warriors followed me as I passed, some pitying, some cruel, most simply curious about me or where am I heading. They all knew that I had spent the night at his tent. Word traveled fast in the summit, faster than the cold winds.They all knew that the Alpha King had summoned Alpha Archer this morning. And I am not sure if they already know what it was for. They all knew what it meant for me to sleep in his tent.As an Alpha who

* Regina *When the moment came that the ground vanished beneath our feet, I felt as though I was falling through the sky, through mist, through silence, through every breath I hadn't dared to take. My fingers were still locked around Alpha Archer's, but the world around us was gone. No cold mountain air, no roaring crowd, only light, blinding and silver, swallowing us whole.When it finally turned dim, I found myself standing in a place that didn't feel real, more like a dream. The Hollow of the summit was gone. Instead, we stood on a narrow stretch of land suspended between two abysses, with crimson skies above and an endless void below—the air pulsed with power, thick enough to choke on anyone. Every breath burned my lungs from the inside."Alpha Archer," I whispered, my voice trembling. "Where are we? What is this place?"His gaze swept across the strange realm, jaw tight, eyes glinting like steel. "We are inside the spirit circle," he muttered. "This is where the Binding Oath te