All Chapters of The Alpha's Only Weakness: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

ELARA’S P.O.V.The words sank deep into my soul, the bond screaming not to separate from Lucien and go onto enemy territory, but I didn’t see a choice.We needed answers, and the only key we had was my uncle. If that meant I had to follow the stranger, I would do it. Death was just going to keep toying with us if we didn’t figure out his plan and find a way to turn the tables on him.It was already an impossible task with him being bound to Lucien, but I refused to remain completely in the dark and let him win.I watched as Lucien’s body tensed as if he were turning to stone before he tried to mask it, letting his shoulders drop.My wolf bristled, hackles rising as a sick feeling filled my bones, warning me that something was terribly wrong. “You’re asking us to separate,” Hera said carefully, her voice calm but sharp enough to cut. “That’s bold when you haven’t even identified yourself.”The man tilted his head slightly, studying her as if she were confusing to him, before answerin

ELARA’S P.O.V. Movement from the center of the statues had me pulling myself away from Hera, starting to shift into my beast, ready to fight to the death…or until I was turned to stone. Every guard snapped into motion at once. I watched from the corner of my eyes as three of them shifted into their fur, their large paws crashing to the soft dirt, kicking up small clouds of dust. The other three stood with me, half-shifted. Jax’s wolf moved in front of me without being told, his stance low and ready as he bared his teeth. The snarling from the group grew louder as the statues started to move like chess pieces. A narrow path opened through them as if the stone itself were being gently pushed aside. It was careful and controlled, but felt cruel. My blood boiled as he played with them, moving them around where he pleased while they were trapped inside, screaming in pain or for mercy. Then he stepped forward, emerging from between two frozen wolves, hands raised slowly

ELARA’S P.O.V. “We need to talk about what just happened!” Abigail exclaimed, moving to walk at Lucien’s other side. I quickly looked over my shoulder, shaking my head discreetly to everyone else since they had gone with me. There was no way we were going to discuss it. I had to figure out a way to make sure that Death couldn't hear me before I could tell Lucien that I had agreed to try to reopen the light. When I looked back, Abigail's eyes were narrowed on me, and I clenched my teeth together as she reached for Lucien’s other arm to demand his attention. “No,” I said firmly as I pulled myself away from Lucien. “No? We came all this way, and your answer is just no?!” Abigail exclaimed with frustration, her voice becoming higher-pitched, and I knew right away that she was about to throw another one of her tantrums. I spun quickly, crossing in front of Lucien, who paused at my movement until I was face-to-face with Abigail. “How many times do we need to have this conversation

LUCIEN’S P.O.V.Blood dripped from my muzzle as I bared my teeth, adrenaline rushing through me as I stood over the field of bodies, staring at the last rogue… the last soul.It stood frozen between two blood-soaked trees, ribs heaving, foam still clinging to its muzzle as its wild eyes flicked between the bodies scattered across the clearing and me. Rogues were the worst of our kind, and I had no problem putting them down before they infected more.I had counted twenty-six wolves dying by my hands, and I knew the others had put some down as well, but at least Elara wouldn’t have to. She could honor her gift. I knew it was important to her to heal and save lives, and I would forever hate myself if she had to break her vow because of me.The forest reeked of copper from the blood soaking into the dirt and painted the trees, plants, and my team, rotting flesh, and the fear of the last-standing rogue. I could see his feral side trying to keep control, to encourage him to attack, but wh

ABIGAIL’S P.O.V. My legs burned as I ran, but I continued, feeling my home growing closer with every step. Branches tore at my fur, roots tried to trip me, and my lungs screamed for air, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t, not after what I had just witnessed. My anger was fueling me on, driving me forward. He had no right to disrespect me in front of so many people, but over the past few weeks, that was all he had done. I was done with it! The forest still echoed in my mind. The blood. The bodies. The way the shadows moved and killed at his command. The way his eyes had glowed with something other than his curse. It had to be her! She had to be controlling him! Elara Stormheart was going to regret ever trying to steal my man! Mate or not, he was mine first! My father and I had everything planned! Everything had been perfect, and then SHE showed up. Now she had to go. She had overstayed her welcome. The palace gates loomed ahead of me by the time the sun started to set, a