Claimed by the silverfang alphas のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

BLOODLINE SERUM~TATE'S POV~The Council's emergency meeting went on until midnight. All the important Alphas, senior witches, and Hunter representatives were there, arguing about what to do next."We should attack the Portland base right away," one Alpha said. "Before they make more of that serum.""We can't attack without more information," another replied. "We don't know the layout of the place or how many guards are there. We could walk right into a trap.""We're running out of time," Vida said. "Heriberto's notes say the celestial event is in nine weeks. If we don't stop him before then, we can't stop the ritual."I sat at the front table with Mathias and Daxon beside me. Marcus was with his warriors against the wall. The alliance between our Packs had grown stronger during the raids. What began as a temporary partnership was becoming more permanent."We need to gather information," my father said. He had been quiet but now spoke up. "I can send a small team to Portland. They can

MAGIC & PLEASURE 2~TATE POV~The tension between us is thick and real, like my magic is filling the air. Daxon's eyes are wide and ocean-blue, and he's breathing heavy. Underneath me, Mathias is still, his own release cooling on my thighs, while the vines around his wrists glisten with my power.My turn.I shift my weight, lifting myself from Mathias's spent body. The movement is a slow, deliberate glide, and I feel his softening length slip from me with a wet, intimate sound that makes Daxon's breath catch. I don't break eye contact with him as I move, crawling over Mathias with the devious grace of the predator I am. My knees find the furs on either side of Daxon's hips, my body hovering over his.The air crackles. His cock, thick and stiff, strains upward, a testament to the torture I've put him through. A single, glistening bead of precum pearls at the tip. I lower myself slowly, letting my wetness paint a slick trail across his abdomen, but I don't give him what he wants. Not y

FINAL PREPARATIONS~TATE'S POV~The Council meeting happened three days after the Portland raid. Every Alpha, every senior witch, every Hunter representative gathered in the largest conference room we could find. The tension was very strong."We have eight weeks," Marcus Sr. announced. "Eight weeks to locate Heriberto, prepare the power-binding ritual, and execute it before the celestial convergence completes.""We don't even know where he is," Alpha Reeves protested. "He could be anywhere. Could be on another continent by now.""He's not far," my father said. He stood at the front, looking more like a military commander than a Hunter. "According to the prisoner we questioned, Heriberto needs to be at a specific location for the ritual. A place of power. Somewhere between Pack territories. Somewhere neutral.""The old temple ruins in the Cascade Mountains," Vida said quietly. Everyone turned to look at her. "I've been researching. There's an ancient temple site that sits exactly at t

HUMAN HERIBERTO~TATE POV~ The four element guardians stepped forward in unison.East: An elderly witch with silver hair and eyes like storm clouds raised her hands to the darkening sky."Spirits of wind, come to us!" Her voice carried on a wind that had not existed a moment before. "From the mountains where eagles fly, we call you by the ancient name! Come! Inspire our magic!"The wind answered.It blew through the broken buildings, feeling warm, wild, and full of life. The air felt stronger. I could feel my lungs fill with energy that tasted like mountains and open sky.South: A younger witch with ritual scars covering her arms pushes her hands into a brazier. Flames licked up her arms, but she did not burn."Eternal fire, come to us!" Her voice crackled like burning wood. "From the heart of the earth where dragons sleep, we call you by the power of consuming! Burn! Burn in our souls!" Fire broke out around the circle...not destroying, but collected. A ten-foot tall ring of fire

A BITTER TRUTH ~TATE POV~The next few hours felt like a bad dream with many failed tries and increasing worry.Vida tried everything she could. Spells to undo magic. Rituals to hold things back. Charms to figure out what was happening inside my mates' bodies. Nothing helped.Other witches arrived, summoned by concerned Pack members. They tried their own fixes. Old binding rituals. New medical magic. One older witch even suggested letting out blood to "get rid of the bad power."My father stopped her before she could try.He spent those hours buried in every magical text we had. Ancient grimoires. Modern research. Anything that might explain how Heriberto had managed this impossible reversal.The Pack waited. Two hundred warriors standing vigil outside the temple ruins, helpless to do anything but watch their Alphas suffer.By the second day, Mathias and Daxon had stabilized.But stabilized was not healed.They were caught between being human and wolf, with their bodies in strange