All Chapters of Mated To The Quadruplets Lycan Alphas : Chapter 211 - Chapter 215

Rose’s POVAfter all these years, I am back.Back home.The words did not taste bitter. They did not burn. They simply felt… fragile. Like glass held too tightly.My boots met the wooden ramp of the large ship, and the sound echoed faintly beneath the crash of waves. The sea wind rushed into me at once, cold and alive, threading through my hair, tugging at the deep crimson cloak draped over my shoulders. Salt clung to my lips. Beneath it lingered something older—pine, earth, distant smoke.Ashwood.Behind me, armor clinked in disciplined rhythm as our army began to descend from the fleet of ships anchored beside ours. Banners bearing the Phoenix insignia unfurled one after another, fabric snapping sharply in the wind. The shoreline seemed to shrink beneath the weight of steel and flame-colored silk.I had once run barefoot across these sands, skirts gathered in my hands, Tristan chasing after me while Laura scolded us both for ruining her braids. I used to dive into these waters witho

Rose's POV I dragged my eyes away from Marcel and let them sweep over the people instead.Faces I had known once.Faces that had watched me grow.“You think him your saviour?” My voice carried without me needing to raise it. “You think him your protector? You hold him in such high esteem…”A woman clutched her shawl tighter around her shoulders. A guard shifted his weight, jaw tightening.“I do not blame you,” I continued, my gaze landing briefly on Laura… then Tristan. “You do not know what I do.”I let the words settle.Then I looked back at Marcel.“You do not know the secret he has hid from you all.”His eyes met mine—steady, almost bored—but I saw it.That flicker.Small.Quick.“What secret are you talking about?” Laura asked, her voice strained, confusion lacing through it.I turned to her fully.“That your father is a traitor and betrayer to this kingdom… and to his Alpha.”The air shifted.“You do not know what you are saying,” she shot back immediately, stepping closer to Ma

Rose’s POVAfter greeting everyone goodbye, we got back into our boats and set sail back to Varshan Hold.Goodbye wasn’t loud. There were no speeches, no grand gestures. Just tight embraces and the kind of silence that pressed heavy against the ribs.I hugged a few of the elders, squeezed hands, forced small smiles—but when I reached Tristan and Laura, my composure thinned.Tristan didn’t say much. He never did when things mattered most. He just pulled me into a hug, firm and brief, clapping my back once, like if he held on longer, he wouldn’t let go“Don’t disappear on us,” he muttered.“Never,” I said, though my throat felt tight.Laura stepped forward next. She looked like she was holding herself together by sheer will. The moment her arms wrapped around me, the familiar warmth of her nearly undid me. We had grown up side by side—whispered secrets under blankets, fought and made up in the same breath. Letting go of her felt like setting down a piece of my childhood.“You better vis