All Chapters of Heat and Rut (Werewolf Erotica Compilation) : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Lyra’s Pov I slipped through the trees as quietly as I could. My heart was beating fast, but I kept my breathing steady. The Shadowfang border was very close now. I could smell their markers strongly in the air. I had practiced this mission for months: steal the war plans from Alpha Kael’s den and get out safely. My village needed those plans badly. His pack had burned our village to the ground last year and taken my family. I was the only one left to fight back. Even though I was an omega, I trained to be a spy. My suppressants kept my heat away so I wouldn’t have problems during the mission. The camp came into view. Tents and fires were spread around a large clearing. Guards walked the edges, but I knew their patrol routes and the gaps. I waited until the patrol passed, then quickly ran to the main tent, Kael’s tent. It was big and dark, with his flag flying outside, I cut a small hole in the back and crawled inside. Papers lay on a table, I grabbed the ones with maps and troop n

Kael's Pov I came back at dawn with my head full of anger at myself. The night outside the den had been hell. Her scent leaked through the door and kept my wolf pacing. I wanted to break in and take her a hundred times. She was the enemy, the spy who came to ruin my pack. An omega from the village I destroyed. I should hate her clean but her heat called me like nothing else. I hated wanting her, I hated the pull. I stood outside the door and punched the wall once. "Get control," I told myself. Then I opened the door. Lyra lay on the bed chained and naked. I stood there longer than I should’ve. My hands were clenched at my sides. I told myself I just came to check the locks. Nothing more but the truth was heavy inside me. I wanted to see her again, I needed to. That made me mad. She slowly lifted her head. Her eyes met mine. They were glassy but sharp. “Took you long enough,” she said, her voice rough. “Thought you ran away.” I walked across the room in four steps. The chains rat

Kael's Pov I stood outside the den door with the folded paper in my fist. The scout had slipped it under my belt while I was checking the perimeter. One line in Lyra’s handwriting, orders from her Alpha. Kill Kael or don’t come back. My blood went hot, then cold. I pushed the door open hard. It banged against the wall. Lyra sat on the furs, wrapping a strip of cloth around her wrist. She looked up calmly. “You’re back early.” I held the paper out. “Read it.” She took it slow. Her face stayed still while her eyes moved over the words. When she finished she folded it once and set it on the table. “So you know.” “You were sent to murder me.” My voice came out flat. “Yes.” “And you failed.” She met my eyes. “I didn’t try very hard.” I stepped closer. “Explain.” She stood up. The cloth fell from her wrist. “My Alpha knew your clan was stronger. He wanted a war, sending me was his way to start it. He told me you’d kill me the second you caught me. That would give him the excuse t

Lyra’s Pov The council circle was full when they dragged me out. Torches lit the night, and every pack member stood watching. Five elders sat on stone seats, Kael stood in front of them with his arms crossed. They had called him here right after sunset. I knew what was coming. The oldest elder spoke first. “Kael, you bonded with an enemy. The law is clear, reject her or step down as Alpha.” Kael didn’t even look at me. “I reject nothing.” Murmurs rose. I stepped forward. The guards tried to hold me back, but I shook them off. “Let me speak.” The elder nodded once. I walked to the center and faced everyone. My voice stayed steady. “I was sent to kill him, but I failed. The bond happened anyway. If my life keeps him Alpha, take it. I offer myself.” Gasps ran through the crowd. Kael turned fast. “No.” I met his eyes. “You belong to them. I belong to you. I’ll die so you stay leader.” He grabbed my arm hard. “You will not die.” The Beta, Ragar, stepped into the circle. He was bi

Ayla’s Pov I stepped off the truck, and the cold mountain air hit my face. Five years away, and the Blackthorn territory still smelled the same, pine, smoke, and pack. My boots crunched on the gravel path that led to the main hall. Two guards at the gate stared like they had seen a ghost. I kept my chin high and walked straight between them. They did not try to stop me. The big wooden doors opened before I reached them. Rowan stood there alone, Alpha Rowan now. Tall, broad, dark hair longer than I remembered. His eyes locked on me and did not move. I felt my wolf stir hard, the same way she did the night he said the words that broke us. “Ayla,” he said. His voice was rougher than before. “Alpha Rowan,” I answered. I kept my tone flat. He looked me up and down slowly. I wore black jeans and a leather jacket, nothing fancy, but I was not the skinny eighteen-year-old he sent away. I have muscle and power now. My scent was stronger, richer, the kind that made Alphas turn their heads