Alpha Step Daddy : Four Mates, One heart의 모든 챕터: 챕터 21 - 챕터 30

RAVENI made it through the rest of my "training" by nodding and pretending to absorb Elder Marcus's droning about pack hierarchies and territorial disputes from the 1800s. My mind was elsewhere, on Dominic's promise, on the truth about my father, on the meeting tonight.At seven-thirty, I told Elder Marcus I needed to rest. He gave me a disapproving look but didn't argue. Even he could sense the restless energy radiating off me, my wolf pacing beneath my skin.The compound was quiet as I slipped out. Most pack members were having dinner in the main hall, their laughter and conversations drifting through open windows. Normal pack life, as if the world hadn't turned upside down in the past week.Marek's garage sat at the far edge of the property, away from the main buildings. I'd only been there once before, the night he'd died to break my binding. The place still smelled like motor oil and old metal, but now it felt different. Empty. Like a ghost lingering where its body used to be.I

RAVENI heard the alarm and immediately ran for the door. Dominic's voice in my head told me to stay, to hide, to be safe.But my pack was under attack.I burst into the courtyard and chaos greeted me. Wolves fighting everywhere—Iron Howlers defending, Silverfangs attacking with brutal efficiency. The smell of blood thick in the air.Marcus stood at the center like a conductor orchestrating violence, and when he saw me, his smile was triumphant."There she is! The Alpha Supreme, rushing to save her people." He spread his arms wide. "Come on then, little wolf. Show the Council watching through their cameras how stable and controlled you are."Cameras. I looked up and saw them—small, mounted on the compound walls. The Council was watching. This whole attack was theater."Don't engage him," Dominic's voice cut through my thoughts as he fought three wolves at once. "That's what he wants, proof you're dangerous."But my pack members were bleeding, dying. I felt each injury through the bond

RAVENThree days felt like three years.I spent every waking moment preparing for the trial, reviewing evidence with Kira, memorizing testimonies, learning pack law from Elder Marcus—who seemed oblivious to the fact that I was about to use his lessons to dismantle the entire Council.And every night, I felt my mates through the bonds.Dominic stayed close, my official guardian who couldn't touch me the way we both wanted. The mate bond between us pulled constantly, a physical ache that got worse with proximity.Jax and Theo remained in holding cells, silver cuffs dampening their wolves but not severing our connection. I sent them strength through the bonds when I could, felt them send back reassurance they probably didn't feel.*We're okay,* Theo's thoughts came through clearest. His seer abilities made our bond more psychic. *Stop worrying about us and focus on the trial.**I can do both,* I shot back.*Multitasking Alpha Supreme. Sexy.*Despite everything, I smiled. Leave it to Theo

RAVENThe Council chamber felt different now. Maybe because half the Elders looked like they wanted to execute me, or maybe because I'd just rewritten two centuries of pack law in under five minutes."Let me make sure I understand," the cold-eyed Elder Celeste, I'd learned her name—said with barely controlled rage. "You're proposing we dismantle the entire Council structure and replace it with... what exactly? A democracy? Mob rule?""A representative system," I corrected, standing before them in borrowed clothes that didn't quite fit. "Each major pack elects an Alpha representative. Those representatives vote on laws, disputes, and major decisions. The Council remains as advisors and historians, but without absolute authority.""That's insane," another Elder sputtered. "Packs need hierarchy. Without strong central leadership, we'll descend into chaos.""Like the chaos of Elders selling pack information to humans?" I let silver light flicker in my eyes. "Or the chaos of murdering True

RAVENThe three Alphas studied me with varying degrees of skepticism. The tallest one—salt-and-pepper hair, wolf-gold eyes—spoke first."I'm Alpha Garrett of the Cascade Pack. This is Alpha Chen of the Redwood Pack, and Alpha Morrison of the Sierra Pack." He gestured to his companions. "We've come to discuss the... transition.""Chen?" I looked at the second Alpha, noting the family resemblance. "Related to Marcus?""My cousin. Unfortunately." Alpha Chen was younger than the others, maybe mid-thirties, with sharp features and sharper eyes. "I spent the last decade trying to stop him from destroying our family name. You did me a favor executing him.""I didn't do it for you.""I know. You did it for justice, for your father." He inclined his head slightly. "Alexander was a good man. I'm sorry for your loss."The third Alpha—Morrison—cleared his throat. He was built like a tank, all muscle and scars. "We're not here for condolences. We're here because you've upended two hundred years of