All Chapters of The Alpha Mortal Elara : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

The night was calm. The moon shone bright over the pack house, and everything looked peaceful. But inside Elara’s heart, it was not peaceful. She woke up feeling weak again. Her body was heavy, her legs shaky, and her head was full of heat. She pressed her hand on her belly and closed her eyes. She whispered to herself, “Moon goddess, please give me strength. Do not let anyone find out yet.” She stood slowly, walked to the mirror, and tried to fix her face so that no one would notice. But her eyes looked tired, and her cheeks looked pale. Mira entered the room with a small smile. She carried water in a cup. “My lady,” Mira said, “did you sleep well?” Elara forced a smile. “Yes, I did. Do not worry, Mira. I am fine.” But Mira looked at her face and shook her head. “You are not fine, my lady,” Mira whispered. “Your body looks weak. Tell me what is wrong.” Elara turned her back. “It is nothing, Mira. I only need rest. Please, do not ask again.” Mira sighed

The sun rose gently over the pack house. The morning looked peaceful, but danger was already near. At the main gate, a man stood with torn clothes and dust on his face. He looked weak and hungry, his hair messy like he had been on the road for many days. It was the spy Lucian had sent, but no one knew. The guard frowned at him. “Who are you? What do you want?” The man bowed low, his voice weak. “Please, kind Alpha’s men… I am homeless. Rogues destroyed my family. I have no food, no shelter. Please, give me a chance to serve in this house. I will do anything,, anything you want me to do, I will do it even if I will have to wash the Alpha feet'Je said while bowing The guards looked at each other. One of them said, “He looks harmless. The Alpha always tells us to help the weak.” Another guard sighed. “Fine. But he must work hard. Take him to the servants’ house.” The spy smiled inside his heart, but outside he looked tired and broken. “Thank you, thank you,” he said,

The morning came with bright sunlight, but the air inside the pack house was not calm. The new servant—the spy—moved slowly, carrying a broom in his hand. His eyes watched everyone, but no one paid much attention. He had only one goal: to study the people close to Elara, to know who was weak and who could be used. ---Mira walked into the hall, holding a tray of food. She was smiling as always, her steps light, her heart pure. The spy lowered his head and greeted her, “Good morning, kind lady.” Mira nodded kindly. “Good morning. You are new here, yes?” “Yes,” he answered softly, forcing a weak smile. “I am grateful for the Alpha’s kindness. Without this pack, I would have died in the streets.” Mira felt pity. “Do not worry. You are safe now. Just work hard, and the Alpha will always protect you.” The spy bowed again, but in his heart he was laughing. *So this one is kind and soft. Easy to deceive. But she loves Elara too much. I must be careful not to push too har

The morning was bright, but Aria’s heart was not. She stood in front of the mirror, staring at her own face. Her eyes were red from crying all night. She whispered to herself, “Why do I feel this way? Why can’t I stop thinking about what he said?” Her hands shook as she remembered the spy’s voice: *Elara is weak. This is your chance.* Aria pressed her chest hard. “No! I cannot harm her. She was my friend. We grew together. We laughed together. How can I think of hurting her?” But another voice in her heart whispered: *She stole Damien. She stole Kael. She stole everything from you.* Her tears fell again. “Yes… she did steal everything. And now I am left with nothing.” ---Later that day, Aria went to the garden. She saw Elara sitting with Mira. They were laughing softly together, as if there was no pain in the world. Elara’s face, even though pale, was still beautiful. She smiled as Mira told her a small story about the servants. Aria stood far, watching. Her h

The morning came slow. The sun rose, but the pack yard was not full of laughter. The air felt heavy, like a storm waiting to break. Elara sat outside with Mira. Her face looked pale again, and her hands shook as she held a cup of water. Mira tried to smile but her heart was full of worry. “My lady,” Mira said softly, “you must rest more. Your body is not strong.” Elara forced a smile. “I will be fine, Mira. Do not worry too much. Just stay close to me.” Mira nodded, but her eyes kept watching Elara’s every move. She could feel something was wrong, but she dared not push her lady too hard. ---Inside the meeting hall, Damien sat with Elder Marcus and Kael. His face was tight, his hand on the table. “Strange things are happening,” Damien said. “The water was poisoned. Rogues are moving closer. And now Elara is weak often. I do not like this.” Elder Marcus stroked his beard. “The pack must be careful. I say we call the healer for Elara. If she is sick, the healer will know.