All Chapters of How To Tame The Savage Alpha: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

*Beta Ruben of the Riverdale Pack.*I should have suspected something was wrong when Collins became very secretive, but instead I’d overlooked it—because I trusted him. When he moved a half of our soldiers, he’d told me it was to keep watch on our outposts, claiming he was considering moving the pack to a new location. And as stupid as that had sounded, I’d believed him.Then I discovered he was also sending weapons, and once again, he’d come up with an equally dumb explanation. I’d grown suspicious , but once again, I'd turned a blind eye to it. But again, I’d discover he was also allocating huge sums to a foreign bank account. He said the funds were for construction purposes.Turns out, he’d been funding a war against the Raventhorne pack and that had been what he’d sent out our soldiers for.I pounded on the door to Collins chambers for the third time, and finally his mate, Luna Lizabeth answered.“Beta Ruben—” she called, acting surprised.“I need to see Collins, now.” I cut in.

Henry knew too much. And whilst there was a chance he’d acquired that information legitimately, I doubted it. “You cannot do this, I am a member of the council!”“It’s not poison in a cup, it’s just wine spiked with truth serum to keep you honest for the next thirty minutes.”“I think you’re being unjust, Alpha. You’d rather ignore every proof pointing to the truth that your ex-mate was behind the attack, to punish an innocent.”“The only ‘sign’ I can see is you refusing to drink,” Henry rose to his feet. “Just like every person in this room, I have secrets. So excuse me if I feel rather insulted that you’d even consider I would betray my own pack.” “Before Henry became a Pack Elder, he was a soldier. For decades he’d fought for this pack. His loyalty runs bone-deep, the only stranger among us is the ex-Luna,” said the Watch Captain, and a few nodded their support.If only they were aware of all Kate had done for this pack, if only these ingrates seated before knew the sacrifice s

A few hours earlier….JANE’S POV It would have been much easier if I didn’t know who these soldiers were, but I did. I knew the soldiers laying unconscious, and the one with a missing arm—we’d fought side by side only hours ago. Back in the battlegrounds, I’d been in my element. We’d taken down more than we’d lost, and the rest had fled. It was a hard-fought victory. But standing here in the healing room, hearing the cries of our soldiers who’d been severely injured, I couldn’t find it in me to feel anything but grief.This was the part I hated about wars.“Please tell me it's a lie… my son cannot be dead,” a woman cried. She was the mother of one of the soldiers who’d lost his life from a gunshot. The healers tried comforting her but she only cried louder. She wasn’t the only one mourning, another soldier sat quietly beside a corpse barely recognizable from the fire burn, tears trailing down his cheeks.I made my way to him. “Who is he?” I questioned, as I took a seat beside him.

Reign Storm’s was gone. He’d leaped out through the window and then… disappeared. I should have alerted the pack immediately, but for some reason, I didn’t. My brain seemed to be operating in rewind, struggling to process all that I’d just heard.There were some truths best left buried, and not until now did I realize my mother’s death was one of those truths.I wasn’t foolish enough to believe the words of a man like Reign. I might not know exactly what Reign had done to Asher to make him the way he was, but I knew one thing for a fact, the ex-alpha was a far cry from an honourable man, and though he’d claimed to have change, I couldn’t be too quick to believe that.‘It seems that you believe you’d been made General simply out of your skills and dedication,’ his words echoed in my mind. And the truth was that that had been exactly what I believed. Being a General, leading my own troupe had been my dream for as long as I could remember, and I wanted to believe I’d earned it—because

For the past five hours since Rayson left, I’d been struggling against the cuff, tugging and pulling at it. The metal tore into my skin, drawing blood and leaving ugly bruises behind, but I didn’t care. I tried harder. I even tried breaking off the bedpost, but everything remained firm.The door was pulled open, and footsteps followed. Letting out a silent growl, I laid back down.“You’ll only be wasting your time if you think you can escape that. The metal was carved by one of the best metalsmiths in the world.”The scent of chicken and chips filled my nose. And my stomach growled. I didn’t know how long I’d been here, but I knew it had been a while.“I brought you food.”“I’m not hungry.”“You’ll need your strength if you plan on struggling to free yourself again,” he said. I was going to turn down his offer when a plan popped into my mind. To eat, he’d have to free the cuffs and that’d give me a chance to escape.But then there was a possibility that the food was poisoned.“I’ll e