All Chapters of The Alpha’s Claiming Bite : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Dawn did not rise gently. It bled.The sky over Blackwood was painted in muted fire, streaks of crimson and ash smeared across a horizon still heavy with smoke. The air carried the aftertaste of iron and char, clinging to skin and throat. For a long time, Lena thought the earth itself might never draw a clean breath again. Every inhale pulled grief deeper into her lungs, and every exhale carried with it the weight of names she would never call aloud.The courtyard of the stronghold had been remade into something sacred, though no one had spoken the word. The stones were washed but still stained, and in those stains were echoes—blood that had belonged to fathers, mothers, sons, and daughters. Wolves who had fought for their pack and fallen where they stood.Rows of pyres stood waiting, each carefully built by trembling hands. Every wolf was given one—no matter their rank, no matter their past. Even the traitors who had died with steel in their hands and treachery on their tongues were

The stronghold never truly slept. Even after the Council’s envoy departed, the echoes of their visit lingered like a chill that no fire could chase away. Lena paced the upper ramparts, eyes sweeping the moonlit forest, every shadow a whisper of threat. The wolf beneath her skin stirred with anticipation, reading the currents of danger that humankind and wolf alike sometimes missed.Kade joined her silently, hand brushing hers, grounding her in the quiet. “They’ve left, but the waves ripple farther than you think,” he said, voice low, carrying the weight of an Alpha used to sensing treachery before it arrived.Lena exhaled, tension tightening her chest. “The envoy… they’re not just testing us. They’re signaling to others. The neighboring packs, the Council’s allies… any of them who think Blackwood is weakened will try to exploit it.”He nodded. “Exactly. And some already have.”Behind the stone walls, within the stronghold’s inner chambers, the murmurs of unease had already begun. A fa

The dawn mist curled around the stronghold like a veil, concealing movements that would have been obvious in the harsh light of day. Lena moved silently along the ramparts, her senses alert, wolf and human intertwined, scanning for anything unusual. Something in the air was off—subtle vibrations, whispers in the wind, the faintest trace of foreign scent that didn’t belong to any Blackwood wolf.Kade appeared beside her, broad and lethal even in the soft gray of morning. “I felt it too,” he said, voice low, amber eyes narrowing. “Someone’s inside our walls.”Lena’s stomach tightened. The aftermath of the previous night’s victory had left a fragile peace. The rebels had fled, but Blackwood’s enemies did not rest. Rogue wolves and dissatisfied council members alike knew the stronghold’s defenses, knew its weaknesses—or thought they did.She followed Kade to the inner courtyard, where the pack gathered for morning drills. Warriors moved with precision, but Lena noticed subtle signs: a han

The forest beyond the stronghold was no longer silent. Shadows shifted with purpose, and Lena’s wolf tensed, sensing not just ordinary movement, but calculated intent—rivals moving with precision, trained and deadly.Kade’s hand rested on the hilt of his dagger, amber eyes narrowing. “They’re testing us,” he said, voice low, rough with alertness. “But this… this isn’t just a random strike. Someone has planned this.”Lena scanned the treeline. Her instincts flared—something was different this time. “It’s too organized,” she said. “Too… precise. Someone inside must be feeding them information.”Kade’s jaw tightened. “Then we’ll find the snake before it bites.”Inside the stronghold, preparations were swift. Warriors were rallied, patrols doubled, traps set in hallways and courtyards. Lena moved among the pack, her presence a mix of calm authority and lethal power. The wolf within her pulsed, coiling with anticipation. She could feel the pulse of every heart in Blackwood—the loyal and th

The council chamber was a cathedral of stone and shadow, echoing with whispers of power and politics. Torchlight flickered against the walls, casting dancing silhouettes that made the already tense room seem alive, almost sentient. Lena moved beside Kade, each step deliberate, every instinct taut. She could feel the pulse of the pack in her bones, a rhythm of anticipation and danger that threaded through the air like a predator stalking its prey.“This is the meeting,” Kade murmured, his hand brushing hers. The contact was brief, grounding, a tether to the world, and yet electrifying. “Watch closely. Every glance, every hesitation—it tells a story.”Lena’s eyes swept across the council members. Some remained stone-faced, loyalty etched in their posture; others shifted subtly, eyes darting, hearts racing beneath carefully constructed masks. Her wolf stirred beneath her skin, sensing duplicity, danger, and an undercurrent of fear that was not her own.The doors opened with a sonorous gr