บททั้งหมดของ The Rogue King's Protection: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Tehila's POVThe pack meeting hall buzzed with excited voices as I pushed through the crowd. My heart hammered against my ribs, each beat reminding me why I had to do this today. The scent of sandalwood and earth filled my nostrils, mixed with the distinct smell of anxious wolves gathered in one place."Move," I muttered, squeezing past two elderly pack members who shot me disapproving looks. I didn't care. Not anymore.At the front of the hall, Alpha Thorne stood tall on the raised platform, his gray hair catching the light from the overhead chandeliers. Beside him, my stomach twisted at the sight of Jade, my younger sister, wearing that innocent smile she'd perfected over the years. And there, standing with the other ranked wolves, was Dalton.My mate. My betrayer.His dark eyes found mine across the room, and for a moment, something flickered in them. Surprise? No, he couldn't have known I'd come. I'd been so careful to hide my plans."Today, we celebrate a momentous occasion," Alp

Tehila's POVMy hands shook as I threw clothes into a duffel bag. One hour. I had one hour to pack up twenty-two years of life and leave everything I'd ever known.The bedroom door burst open. I didn't need to look to know who it was – Jade's vanilla perfume filled the room."You're actually doing this?" She sat on my bed like she owned it, watching me pack. "Running away with the Rogue King?""I'm not running away." I grabbed my photo album, then hesitated. Did I want reminders of this life?"Then what would you call it?""Starting over." I put the album back.Jade laughed, the sound tinkling like broken glass. "With him? Do you know what they say about him? He's killed more wolves than any other rogue in history.""And our pack killed his wolves. Guess that makes us even.""You're so naive, Tehila. You always have been."I spun to face her. "Is that why you took Dalton? Because I'm naive?"Something shifted in her expression. For a moment, the mask slipped completely."I didn't take

Dalton's POVThe smoke from the burning vehicles rose into the night sky as I stood at the pack border, watching the chaos unfold in the distance. My wolf paced restlessly inside me, wanting to run toward the fire. Toward her."What have we done?" I muttered."We didn't do anything," Jade said beside me, but her voice lacked its usual conviction. Blood still stained her lip where Tehila had hit her. "If there's an attack—""There's always an attack when rogues are involved," Alpha Thorne interrupted, joining us. "This is what happens when pack wolves forget their place."But something felt wrong. The fire was too precise, too controlled. This wasn't random rogue violence."We should help," I said."Help?" Alpha Thorne laughed bitterly. "She chose them over us. Let her new friends handle it.""She's still—" I stopped. Still what? My mate? I'd destroyed that. Pack? She'd been banished."Still Tehila," Jamie said, appearing with a group of omegas. "And we're going to help.""You'll do no

Tehila's POVThe windows shattered inward as Alpha Thorne's warriors crashed through them. Glass rained down like ice, cutting through the candlelight. My heart hammered against my ribs so hard I thought it would break free. I had never been in real combat before, watching from the sidelines wasn't the same as standing in the center of death's circle. Every instinct screamed at me to run or hide, to become invisible again. But that girl was dead.Zane shifted beside me, his massive wolf form a wall of black fur and muscle. The rogues and rebel pack members formed defensive lines, but I could see the fear in their eyes. We were like farmers facing soldiers. Omegas facing warriors. Jamie stood to my left, trembling but holding his ground. His courage steadied something inside me.Then I saw movement from the bed. Dalton dragged himself upright, his face gray with pain. Blood seeped through his bandages, spreading like dark flowers across white cloth. He shouldn't have been standing, no

Tehila's POVMy heart stopped. Breeding program. The words echoed in my brain. Zane's claws moved inches from Thorne's throat, trembling with the effort of restraint. I wanted him to do it. I really wanted to watch the life drain from the eyes of the man who had judged me while hiding his own monstrous secrets. But the terror in my chest was louder than my rage."Explain," Zane's voice rumbled, still in wolf form. "Now."Thorne coughed, blood staining his teeth. "There's an organization and it’s been operating for decades. They track specific wolf bloodlines, control breeding, eliminate anyone in their way." He laughed. "You think pack politics are brutal? This makes us look like children playing house."Dr. Lorett stepped closer, her rifle lowered but ready. "He's telling the truth. I've seen their files. They call themselves the Preservation Society, but there's nothing noble about it. They're trying to breed 'perfect' wolves—stronger, faster, more controllable."The words landed li