All Chapters of Marked by my father's enemy alpha : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Lira's POV I had exactly four hours before everything would be set in motion. Everyone else seemed joyful and excited because this was a rare mission. It was happening for the first time in the werewolf lands, and it was happening here in Blackthorne. I felt the opposite. I was scared and worried about everything that could go wrong. I kept thinking about the liquid and what it might do to me. I wondered if I would react badly to it. There was no fear I did not think about.The healers had cleared out a large room in the healer’s quarters for the process. It was reinforced with steel gates and looked more like a prison. I tried not to focus on that. I turned to the healers as they treated guards injured during the last attack. No matter what would happen later that night, I was still a healer in training, and this was my duty.A few minutes after watching them work, the communicator rang again. I still did not understand how it stayed on for so long without charging. I picked it up

Lira's POV “Go ahead. Explain yourself,” I said firmly to Alia.“Something happened when the house blew up,” she began.“My father hasn’t gotten better since then, and I didn’t understand why,” she said after a pause.She swallowed before continuing. “A few hours ago, I realized it was the General’s new state that was making him weaker. The weaker my father became, the stronger the General got. That’s when I knew I had to bring him with me. I tried calling again, but the line wasn’t going through.”I turned to Damien, watching his face closely. He took a slow breath before speaking.“Take the General to the underground cages. That is where he will stay,” he said to the guards.They obeyed at once. Matthew wheeled the cage forward, and the guards led him toward the underground cells.“Thank you,” Alia said quietly.“Don’t thank me,” Damien replied firmly. “I’m only allowing this until we understand what’s happening to your father. After that, I will have my vengeance.”With that, Da

Lira's POV Silk. It was such a delicate material. I had only worn it twice in my life, and this time felt even scarier than the last. The healers were getting us ready. Alia and I. They had given us herbs to drink earlier. It was so bitter that I could still taste it in my mouth.I turned to look at Alia. She was struggling to pull the silk dress over her body, like she had never seen anything like it before.“Careful,” I said, laughing. “That kind of silk is very rare. If you tear it, they might not give you another one.”I walked over to the mirror and adjusted the silk as it settled around my waist. When I was done, I went back to her.“Let me help you,” I said, gently moving her hands aside.“Do you wear things like this all the time here?” she asked. “It feels like I am standing under the sun.”I laughed. “You get used to it after a while.”I fixed the last part of the dress and led her to the mirror.“Wow,” she said, her eyes wide. “This is the most beautiful dress I have ever

Lira's POV I looked at her more closely. Her eyes were beautiful, even more beautiful than mine. The way she called me daughter felt strange. My father had always told me my mother died giving birth to me and that I was a curse to her and to the pack.“The resemblance is uncanny,” Alia said as she studied her.“What happened to you?” I asked.“There is so much you still do not know,” she said. “I am here to guide you. I have always been here. Waiting. What your father did to me left me in between. In this place, you cannot rest in the afterlife and you cannot return.”“Why can’t you move on to the afterlife?” I asked.“Because of dark magic,” she said. “My spirit is bound to it, and the moon goddess turns away from those touched by it. If you look closely, you will see it too.”I scanned her from head to toe. I saw something dark moving through her veins, spreading and eating away at her.“I feel like you want to show me something,” I said as a strange pull settled in my chest.“Yes,

Salcan's POV I watched Tarlock’s estate stretch out before me, taking in the fences, the fields, the compound itself. I grinned so wide I thought my face might tear. While the other wolves were busy scrambling to repair the damage my men had done, I had been making moves, building alliances, and preparing everything for the war I planned to unleash on the Blackthornes.Tarlock’s estate was the crown of my efforts. Weeks of planning, of reinforcing, of making sure every border, especially the human borders, was under control. Tarlock didn’t hesitate to accept my help. He had lost three of his sons and had no one else to lean on. The moment I offered him a chance to regain his strength, he took it without looking back.As I stood there, grinning and feeling the full weight of everything going in my favor, Tarlock approached with the same smile on his face.“You do not know what you have done for me,” he said.“Oh, this is only the beginning,” I said.I told Tarlock about my plans to sp