All Chapters of Alpha Step Daddy : Four Mates, One heart: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

MEREK.Being a spirit is like living in a room made of glass. I can see everything. I can hear the heartbeat of the mountain. For weeks, a dark cloud had hung over our pack. It started with Raven’s vision of the White Wolf falling into the dark. It grew with the old books that spoke of a "Purity Debt." Every one of us—Dominic, Jax, Cole, and even myself—felt the weight of it. We all believed that for Raven to truly become the Queen, someone had to die. A sacrifice.The thought was a poison. It made Dominic angry. It made Jax restless. It made Cole's sparks turn sharp. And it made Raven look at us with eyes full of a quiet, breaking sadness. She loved us too much to lose us.I could not sleep, so I spent my nights in the deep archives. This was a place beneath the Great Hall where the air smelled of dust and dried ink. The living wolves hated it here. It was too quiet for them. But for me, it was perfect.I sat at a table made of stone. On it lay the Chronicle of the First Queen. I

COLEI have always been a man of the ice. I like the sound of skates cutting through the rink. I like the smell of sweat and the cold air of the arena. I am used to being in the spotlight, but usually, I am wearing pads and a helmet. I am used to people cheering for a goal, not staring at my tie.Tonight was different. Tonight, we were at the "Silver Oak Charity Gala."It was a big, fancy party in the city. It was held in a building made of white marble and glass. There were hundreds of people there—rich humans, famous actors, and powerful alpha leaders. We had to be there because the charity helped "homeless youth," and the Iron Howlers were the biggest donors. It was our way of showing the world that we weren't just scary wolves on a hill. We were part of the community.But for Raven, it was a nightmare."I can’t breathe, Cole," she whispered.We were standing in the hallway of the hotel before going into the main room. Raven looked like a dream. She was wearing a long, emeral

COLEI have always been a man of the ice. I like the sound of skates cutting through the rink. I like the smell of sweat and the cold air of the arena. I am used to being in the spotlight, but usually, I am wearing pads and a helmet. I am used to people cheering for a goal, not staring at my tie.Tonight was different. Tonight, we were at the "Silver Oak Charity Gala."It was a big, fancy party in the city. It was held in a building made of white marble and glass. There were hundreds of people there—rich humans, famous actors, and powerful alpha leaders. We had to be there because the charity helped "homeless youth," and the Iron Howlers were the biggest donors. It was our way of showing the world that we weren't just scary wolves on a hill. We were part of the community.But for Raven, it was a nightmare."I can’t breathe, Cole," she whispered.We were standing in the hallway of the hotel before going into the main room. Raven looked like a dream. She was wearing a long, emeral

RAVENThe morning started with a strange kind of beauty.I was standing on the porch of the main house, a cup of hot tea in my hands.The sun was just starting to peek over. It was beautiful, but it made the hair on my arms stand up."Dominic," I called out.The screen door creaked open and Dominic stepped out, still pulling on his shirt. He looked tired from a night of planning the new house, but the moment he saw the valley, his face turned hard. He didn't even breathe. He just watched the white fog move toward the lower barns."Get inside," he said. His voice was a low, terrifying growl."What is it?" I asked. I didn't move. I felt a cold prickle at the back of my neck."Silver," he hissed. He didn't look at me. He was looking at the perimeter fence. "It’s the mist Tasha warned us about. They’ve done it. They’ve ground the silver so fine it stays in the air."Suddenly, a howl ripped through the air. It sounded like a howl of pain. It came from the lower valley, where the young

DOMINICThe sun was hot and it did not feel good. It felt like we were standing too close to an open oven.I stood in the middle of the training field with a broom in my hands. All around me, the wolves of the Iron Howlers were working. We were not training with swords or shifting into our beasts. We were cleaning. We had to get every speck of that gray dust out of the cracks in the stone. If a pup licked it, or if a wolf breathed it in while sleeping, they would get sick.My lungs still felt tight. Every breath I took had a small sting to it, like I had swallowed a cloud of angry bees."Alpha, the lower barns are clear," Jax said. He walked up to me, wiping sweat from his forehead. His arms were covered in dirt . He looked tired, but his eyes were sharp. He was always looking at the trees, waiting for the next attack."Good," I said. "Tell the scouts to stay on the high ridges. The Silverfangs won't use the mist twice. They know Raven can break it now.""She was amazing, Domi