Semua Bab MATED TO THE ENEMY ALPHA: Bab 51 - Bab 57

DravenI was twelve again. My armor leaned against the wall looking enormous and my small dagger clenched in my trembling hand.Twelve—yes but old enough to understand what was happening.War.Outside the fortress walls of Ironfang, the howls of wolves could be heard echoing across the valley like thunder. Steel clashed against steel. And the air tasted like blood and burning oil.And fear.My father— Alpha Søren Blackthorn stood in the center of the war tent, leaning over the metal table that held the map of their territory. Even wounded, he was a mountain of a man.He hadn’t healed completely from the last battle with Bloodmoon pack when Hollow Pack again attacked a few weeks ago. They would strike again at any time and I fear he would bleed excessively this time.He tells me to go call Beta Eran but as I left the tent I peeked back to see him checking the bandages wrapped around his side where a blade had torn through him days earlier.The last battle had been terrible, yet he stil

DravenI knew she was there.I had sensed her even as she moved quietly, but not quiet enough for me. I sensed her the moment she stepped into the corridor. My wolf sensed her first—his attention snapping toward the door like a predator catching the scent of a familiar prey.Her scent immediately drifted in through the crack of the doorway and my nose twitched. Zuri was too indulged in talking, standing far too close to me with her fingers resting lightly against my chest and didn’t notice.My jaw tightened as I looked at the door but she was gone. And somehow, that reaction irritated me more than it should have.“You’ve been training extra on the grounds,” she said, snapping me out of my thoughts, tilting her face toward mine with a smile that was meant to be soft. “It’s good to have you back, Drav.” We went back to sparring like before. I’ve been sparring a lot lately because of Elara. She wouldn’t leave my mind and I wouldn’t stop having those dreams. It was starting to become a

ElaraWhen I first Draven tonight I’d thought I'd die by suffocating because I’d forgotten how to breathe. This man seems to bend rooms around him because gorgeous was an understatement to describe him.He looked like sin itself dressed in a long and severe coat cut sharply across his shoulders like armor. The fabric was as dark as the night sky but when he moved to sit, the lining flashed deep crimson just like my gown.We were wearing the same colors tonight and I didn’t know how that came to be. I chose the colors myself. I had no idea he’d be wearing crimson and black tonight too.From the red cravat at his throat to his gloves and black leather—he looked just as every bit of the warlord he is.Symbolic, controlled and every bit dangerously beautiful. I could watch this man all day but I shouldn’t have come back.After putting Lior to sleep, I shouldn’t have bothered coming back.The thought echoed in my head as I stood at the bank of the lake, far away from the bonfire and celeb