All Chapters of THE ALPHA’S GHOST: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

KAYE'S POVThe first alarm sliced through the air like a blade.I jolted against the restraints, heart hammering as red lights flooded the laboratory. Sirens wailed in layered tones, too controlled to be panic, too precise to be accidental. The mountain itself seemed to vibrate beneath me, a low tremor that traveled through the table and into my bones.They are here.The realization hit before the sound did. Before the explosions echoed faintly through the walls. Before distant gunfire rattled through the ventilation shafts.Ethan.Through the mate bond, I felt him. Closer than he had been since the clearing. His focus burned hot and sharp, his fear for me threaded through with lethal determination. He was moving. Fighting. Cutting his way through steel and monsters to reach me.I sucked in a shaky breath, relief and terror tangling together so tightly it hurt.“Do you hear that,” Jon Tulip asked mildly.He stepped into the room as if this were a scheduled meeting instead of an invasi

KAYE'S POVPain became everything.It was not sharp or dull or burning in any way I had ever known. It was total. It filled every corner of me, erased edges, erased time. My body was no longer something I inhabited. It was something being taken apart and rebuilt while I was still inside it.I felt my DNA tearing itself open, strands unraveling and reweaving with brutal precision. Every cell screamed as it changed. Bones stretched and reshaped from the inside, not snapping but flowing into new structures that felt wrong and right at the same time. My spine arched, muscles tightening and strengthening faster than my mind could keep up with.My senses exploded outward.Sound fractured into layers. I could hear machines humming through walls, electricity flowing through cables, blood rushing through veins that were not my own. Smell became overwhelming. Through the mate bond, his presence anchored me. It was the only thing that kept me from dissolving into the pain. I clung to him with e

KAYE'S POVThe silver light inside me settled into something steady.Not calm. Not peace. Control.I stood there breathing, my body humming with power that no longer felt wild or foreign. It felt purposeful, like my bones finally knew what they were meant to do. When I looked at Lucas collapsed on the floor, breathing and free, the truth clicked into place with terrifying clarity.I could cure them.Not slowly. Not with blood or machines or sacrifice.Directly.The pathogen inside the transformed wolves was no longer hidden from me. It pulsed in my awareness like a map of living poison. Every carrier was a signal. Every infected body a locked door I could now open.Hope surged so fast it almost knocked the breath from my lungs.I turned toward Sarah Vance.She stood frozen near the wall, watching Lucas gasp for air, watching Dr. Liston convulse on the floor as the pathogen was ripped out of her. Her face was pale, eyes bright with calculation rather than fear.“You do not have to stay

KAYE'S POVI reached Ethan just as his jaws closed around Jon Tulip’s throat.Time seemed to stretch thin in that instant, every sound dulled except the savage growl vibrating through Ethan’s chest. His wolf was fully forward now, eyes blazing, muscles locked, instinct screaming for blood. Jon Tulip’s pulse fluttered beneath Ethan’s teeth, fragile and fast.One bite.That was all it would take.Through the mate bond, I felt Ethan slipping. Not into unconsciousness, but into something far worse. Rage without limits. Grief without end. A place where the wolf ruled and the man dissolved.I slammed my hands against his chest.“Ethan,” I shouted, my voice raw. “Look at me.”His head snapped toward me, teeth still bared, breath coming in harsh bursts. For a heartbeat, there was nothing human in his eyes.I pushed through the bond with everything I had.You are not this, I sent fiercely. You are not his weapon. You are not his monster.The wolf snarled, resisting.I stepped closer, pressing

KAYE'S POVEthan refused to let go.I felt his grip through the mate bond even after his hands were torn away from mine by collapsing stone and roaring fire. His fear slammed into me in waves so strong it nearly knocked me off my feet as I raced down the stairwell, silver light blazing along my veins.Come back. Now. Please.I did not slow.I pushed the truth into him through the bond, not gently, not carefully, but with absolute clarity. I showed him what I could feel. The speed humming through my muscles. The strength locking my joints into perfect motion. The awareness stretching ahead of me like a living map.I am the only one who can reach them in time.The knowledge hit him hard. I felt his resistance fracture under it, his terror twisting into reluctant understanding.Five minutes, I sent. That is all I need.The stairwell shook violently as I took it two steps at a time, leaping over fallen debris, sliding under sagging beams as the mountain began to fold in on itself. The air