All Chapters of Marked by my father's enemy alpha : Chapter 41 - Chapter 47

The General's POVI straightened slowly, taking in a long, deep breath. I refused to let them see me shaking. My shirt was a mess, creased and dust-coated from the vent I tried to squeeze myself into.The guards were still huddled together like newborn pups. They were gazing, eyes wide, waiting for me to say something. My eyes locked onto the one who called me earlier with news on the test results.“You,” I said, voice low. “Come here.”He flinched, stumbling forward.“Where's the sample of her blood you took?” I asked. “I want to see it. In fact, what machine did you use? Show me.”He nodded fast and walked towards the overturned tables, leading me to a desk in the far right corner.He handed me the paper and pointed at the machine. My breath seized as I scanned its contents. It was her. The girl from long ago. Salcan's daughter.I stared at the comparison values, the stored data the machine retrieved from years back. Even after all this time, it recognised her. Her blood was the sa

Lira's POV I couldn't feel my legs under me anymore. All I could feel was my heart, beating forcefully in my chest. I held on to Damien's body as it hit the ground. But that was the least of my worries. The moment the General saw that he had missed me, he lost it.He tried again, lifting the small gun-like weapon. But the chamber was empty. Whatever he'd put into that syringe, the same thing he had shot into Damien… he'd already used the last of it.And that was when he switched to his pistol. Every shot that followed felt like my life flashing before my eyes continually. Aragon blocked one with his blade. Someone from a pack I didn't recognise stepped in front of me, deflecting the next. There was chaos everywhere. I couldn't tell whose blood was splattered all over me.I spun around, frantically searching for Alia. I caught sight of her, crouched by the side of a bush, on her knees, trembling violently with her hands placed over her ears. I didn't blame her. I didn't even know how

Lira's POVI had heard stories and old tales about alphas who lost battles or even their wolves. But never, not once in the entire history of the werewolf lands had an alpha ever fallen in rank.I turned towards the General. The wicked smile he wore on his face earlier had stretched wider.“What did you give to him?” I said, with a crack in my voice.He didn't answer at first. He let out an annoying laugh.“Oh, it worked,” he chuckled. “I'm such a genius.”My blood ran ice cold.Aragon stepped towards me, trying to ground me with a stern look. “My lady,” he signalled quietly. “Hold yourself. This is war ground. We need to leave. We're exposed—too exposed. And we lost good men today. If rival packs hear of this…” he tightened his jaw. “They will see vulnerability and attack.”I gave a soft nod even though my body was against it.And then Damien moved again. This time he spoke.“Where am I?” He asked, confused.I moved closer. “Damien… Damien, it's me Lira. Tell me what's wrong.”He bli

Lira's POV Damien's voice cut through the chamber. “So those are the only two options?”The council nodded in unison. Damien's gaze shifted to me again. His brows pulled together and for a moment, I thought he was going to decree that I was free to go immediately. But he blinked and turned back to the council.“Why wasn't she given a fair trial?” He asked firmly.A murmur erupted across the room. The eldest councilman stepped forward. “Because the facts speak for themselves,” he said. “And because we discovered something else… something deeply concerning.”I felt their eyes shift towards me and then to Alia. The councilman's lips curled. “The girl she brought into our land is the General's niece. The same General who attempted to kill you. The same man who escaped custody the moment after our guards turned their backs.”My heart seemed to stop.Alia stiffened in the corner and clenched her fists. Immediately, he mentioned the General's escape, I snapped. “Escaped?” I narrowed my ey