Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha's concubine mate : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Lila's POVAfter our encounter with Aunt Nana and her cryptic words, Cole and I returned home, a mix of confusion and uncertainty swirling in our minds. We arrived late and returned to our rooms, exchanging a simple goodnight. I climbed into bed, too exhausted to shower, my thoughts racing with the weight of saving the world. As I pondered, sleep finally embraced me.In my dream, a radiant stream flowed like a piece of heaven. As I approached it, a voice called out my name."Lila, my true Luna," the voice said. I turned to find none other than the Moon Goddess.Kneeling, I bowed my head in reverence. "Rise, my child," she commanded, and I stood, trembling with awe and excitement. "I'm thrilled and surprised to see you, Moon Goddess. Why are you in my dream?""Do not fear, my child. I come to grant your deepest wish. You are indeed a true Luna, even if you are unaware of it," she proclaimed, power radiating as she spoke."Thank you, Moon Goddess! Finally, I can hold my head high an

*Lila's POV* The atmosphere was charged, not with frenetic excitement, but with a potent tension, like the calm before a storm, filled with fear yet tinged with a hint of anticipation. I squeezed my eyes shut tightly, steadying my trembling hands, a testament to my resolve in the face of uncertainty.What could this mark mean? It surfaced on my arm the night I received my extraordinary gift. This was a sign, a symbol of something greater.Lost in thought, I was drawn back by the entrance of Holly. “Hey friend, what’s up? Hope you’re feeling in control now,” Holly greeted me with infectious enthusiasm. “I am, somehow, but I’m also confused.”“Confused about what, Luna?” Holly asked, using the name she affectionately called me.“This mark signifies that I am tied to someone or something, and I can’t quite understand its meaning.”“What do you think it is?” I asked, still searching for answers.“I’m not sure, but we should find Cole. He might have the knowledge we seek,” Holly sugges

The moon shone brilliantly over Nightshade Territory, illuminating the towering pines that whispered ancient truths. Deep within the forest, in a stone lodge entwined with ivy and magic, Cole knelt, feeling the weight of destiny embrace him.Earlier, he had commanded the room, golden eyes aflame with purpose as he spoke to his inner circle about Lila's arrival. Now, a raw cry escaped him, pain surging through his spine as a dark force wrestled for dominance within.He descended to one knee. Then to both.“No,” he gritted through clenched teeth. “Not now… not *this* again.”His wolves surged forward, poised to support their leader, yet hesitated at the intensity of his snarl.“Stay back!” he commanded.Beneath his skin, twin streaks of black lightning danced violently along his arms and neck—something dark clawing at the edges of his consciousness. His muscles seized; veins bulged with a sinister hue before fading into ghostly gray lines, scars hidden from the world.“Alpha…” Braxton,

Lila was an ordinary girl residing in a small village, brimming with wonder and curiosity about the world around her. One fateful day, she received heartbreaking news: her father, the Alpha of the Nightshade pack, had been murdered. Despite the grief that engulfed her, a spark ignited within—a fierce determination to uncover the truth and seek justice for her father's untimely demise.In that moment of profound loss, the mantle of leadership fell upon Lila. With a heavy heart, she recognized the immense responsibility now resting on her shoulders. Yet, she understood this was not merely a burden but a powerful call to action.Stepping into her father’s office, the sight of dried blood on his mahogany desk struck her intensely. It marked the end of an era, the loss of a protector who had once filled her life with hope and guidance. Though she hadn’t been there when tragedy struck, an unwavering resolve within her urged her to understand the circumstances that led to this event. The blo

**Chapter 30: The Poisoned Thread**The scent of burning sage infused the air of the healer’s hut as Lila gently pressed a damp cloth to Cole’s fevered brow. His skin gleamed with a clammy sheen, revealing veins that stood out starkly beneath the surface, like rivers tainted at their source.*"This isn’t merely an illness,"* she whispered, rolling up his sleeve—jagged black lines branching out from a puncture wound on his wrist. The mark was too deliberate for a plant's thorn or an animal's fang… and faintly pulsed with wolfsbane venom.Her breath caught, a recognition igniting within her. Those same unnatural tendrils had appeared in her father’s autopsy scroll—just before *his* heart gave out during a battle against phantom rogues, perhaps concocted from hurried tales designed to mask a deeper truth. **The Healer's Lies Unraveling (Scene One)** As dusk fell, Lila confronted Mireya in the herb garden, ensuring their conversation remained discreet to avoid alarming anyone nearby.