All Chapters of Heart of the Wolf Queen: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Alpha Garrick was not a man who let his emotions rule.Leaders who ruled through fear did not pace. Kings who commanded obedience with a glance did not wear grooves into their own floors like caged beasts. Yet that was exactly what he was doing now boots striking the polished stone in restless strides, jaw tight, shoulders coiled, a storm of calculation turning behind his eyes.The room felt smaller because of it.His Beta watched silently at first, arms folded behind his back in disciplined patience. He had served Garrick long enough to know interruptions could be fatal when the Alpha’s mind was turning like this. But he also knew something else.“ Alpha,” the Beta said carefully, “you’ll wear a trench into the ground if you keep walking like that.”Garrick stopped.His gaze slid toward the Beta, sharp but tired beneath the surface. “I do not like unfinished plans.”“It’s no

Preparations in Shadowfang did not slow.If anything, they intensified.What had begun as decorations and quiet excitement had now grown into a full transformation of the territory. Wolves moved in coordinated patterns across the grounds, carrying carved pillars, draping silver-threaded fabrics, arranging ceremonial braziers, polishing stone pathways until they reflected the sky. The scent of crushed petals, burning resin, and fresh pine filled the air like an offering to fate itself.Shadowfang was vast far larger than most packs which meant celebration here was never small. Every clearing, every hall, needed attention. Ritual markings had to be carved. Sacred fires prepared. Guards doubled. Scouts sent out.A mating ceremony between an Alpha and his chosen was not simply a union.It was a declaration of power. Far away in Silvermoon, the air carried a different kind of tension.Alpha Garrick stood before his table, His

The Silvermoon pack was bustling with life.Morning sunlight spilled across the stone courtyards, illuminating wolves moving through their daily routines. Warriors trained in the outer grounds, their blades flashing under the sun. Servants carried baskets of herbs and supplies through the halls, while younger wolves laughed and chased each other between the towering pine trees that surrounded the estate.Peace hung over Silvermoon like a warm blanket.But inside the alpha’s room, peace was the last thing on Garrick’s mind.Alpha Garrick sat at the long wooden table in his study, his elbows resting on the polished surface as his fingers pressed lightly against his temples. Papers lay scattered before him, but his gaze wasn’t on them. Instead, his eyes were fixed on nothing in particular, lost somewhere deep in thought.So deep that he didn’t hear the door open.“Alpha?”The voice was gentle.Garrick blinked slightly, lifting his head as if returning from somewhere far away.Standing ne

The dining hall of Shadowfang was one of the grandest spaces in the entire pack estate.Tall arched windows stretched along the stone walls, allowing the afternoon sunlight to pour inside in warm golden streams. The light reflected softly off polished wooden floors and long oak tables arranged neatly across the room. Banners bearing the Shadowfang crest hung from the high beams above, their dark silver threads swaying whenever the breeze drifted through the open windows.Outside, the pack buzzed with activity.Preparations for the upcoming mating ceremony filled the courtyard with life. Wolves carried decorations, hung lanterns, and arranged flowers across the grounds. The scent of fresh bread, roasted meat, herbs, and sweet honey drifted from the kitchens, wrapping the entire estate in a comforting warmth.Inside, however, the atmosphere was different.It felt tense.Damien sat at the head of the main table, Selene beside him, both of them trying to appear composed. Every now and the

Morning settled over the Shadowfang estate in quiet gold, but the calm was deceiving.From the outside, everything looked perfect.The courtyard was alive with movement wolves laughing as they worked, voices overlapping as decorations were hung, lanterns tested, and long tables arranged for the upcoming mating ceremony. The scent of fresh flowers mixed with roasted meat and baked bread drifted through the air, wrapping the estate in warmth.It should have felt peaceful, but it didn’t well not for everyone.Veyra had not slept a wink She stood by the tall window of her room, her arms folded tightly across her chest as she stared down at the grounds below. Her eyes followed the movement of the pack, but she wasn’t really seeing them.Her mind was elsewhere, MATE, the word echoed again in her mindHer wolf stirred beneath her skin, restless, alert drawn to something it recognized instantly, something it ref