Semua Bab Marked by the Ruthless Alpha: Bab 51 - Bab 60

AliyaWe cross the boundary just as dawn begins to thin the night.I feel it before I see it, the subtle shift in the air, the way the land exhales as if recognizing Jackson’s presence. The pressure that’s been sitting on my chest for days eases slightly, like invisible hands loosening their grip. My wolf lifts her head inside me, ears pricked, cautious but curious.Pack land, she murmurs. Old. Strong.Jackson stumbles beside me, his weight heavy against my shoulder. The glow beneath his skin has dimmed from a blaze to a dangerous simmer, but I can still feel the power coiled inside him, restless, impatient. Every few steps, his jaw tightens as if he’s forcing himself to stay present, to stay here.“We’re close,” he murmurs, more to himself than to me. “They’ll feel me now.”“They?” I ask, breathless, tightening my grip around his waist.He doesn’t answer. Just nods once.The trees thin suddenly, opening into a wide clearing bordered by carved stone markers. Symbols I don’t recognize

AliyaThe night does not come quietly here. It settles over the pack lands like a living thing, slow and deliberate, the stars bright enough to feel close, as if I could reach up and drag answers down from the sky if I tried hard enough. The air is thick with pine and earth and something older magic soaked so deeply into the land that even my breathing feels different.Jackson lies on the bed beside me, unconscious but restless.The room we have been given is simple stone walls, a wide window carved directly into the rock, heavy furs layered over a massive wooden bed. Everything here feels built to last centuries. Built for wolves who expect to survive wars.I sit at Jackson’s side, my fingers wrapped around his hand, afraid that if I let go even for a moment something inside him will fracture again.His power hums beneath my skin through the bond. Not wild like before. Not quiet either. It’s like standing beside a massive river that’s finally found its banks. Strong. Constant. Danger

Alpha KaiRage is a living thing. It coils in my chest, hot and suffocating, crawling beneath my skin like fire ants with teeth. Every breath I take tastes like ash and humiliation. Every step echoes with the knowledge that I was played outmaneuvered by my own right hand, betrayed under my own roof, weakened in the eyes of my pack.Jackson and Aliya.The pack house groans around me as I stalk through its corridors, walls humming faintly with unease. Wolves lower their gazes as I pass. Some bow their heads. Others flinch. They can feel it my fury bleeding into the very bones of the territory. The air is thick with fear and confusion, with whispered questions no one dares ask aloud.How could this happen?How could I, Alpha Kai, allow a hybrid abomination to grow under my rule? To be nurtured? Protected? Anchored by the very woman who stood beside me as Luna?I slam my fist into the stone wall.The impact cracks it.Dust rains down, and somewhere deep inside the house, a wolf whines. Th

AliyaThe first rays of dawn were pale, almost shy as they slanted through the high windows of the sacred pack’s training hall. Dust floated in the air like tiny stars caught in a slow, lazy current, and the scent of earth, sweat, and power pressed against my senses. Jackson sat in the center of the room, crouched low, muscles taut, amber eyes glowing faintly. His wolf form pressed against him like a living armor, restless, dangerous, raw.I swallowed hard, trying to steady my nerves. He had barely slept since the night before, barely eaten. Every heartbeat thudded in tandem with the pulse of his hybrid energy, and my wolf trembled inside me, aware, alert, nervous. My hands itched to touch him, to anchor him, to soothe the constant storm. But today wouldn’t be gentle. Today would be about control. About focus. About harnessing a power that could destroy or protect everything we cared about.Grace stood at the edge of the hall, her presence calm but commanding. She hadn’t slept eithe

AliyaThe first hint of chaos hit the sacred pack before I even saw it. The wind shifted sharply, carrying with it the scent of smoke, scorched earth, and something darker Kai. My wolf surged inside me, a growl vibrating through my chest, ears flattened, every instinct screaming danger. Jackson stiffened beside me, muscles coiled, hybrid energy thrumming beneath his skin like a living storm.“Aliya” His voice was low, rough, trembling. “He’s here. He is moving fast. We don’t have time.”I pressed my hands to his chest, feeling the surge of power ripple through him, the gold and silver veins flickering wildly, sparks of energy lighting the dim hall. My wolf roared softly, pressing against his hybrid, coaxing, tethering, grounding. “We will face him,” I whispered fiercely. “Together. No matter what.”Grace’s voice cut through the tension, sharp and commanding. “He’s probing the pe