บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha Twins Plaything: บทที่ 131 - บทที่ 140

MALRIKFor a moment I thought I had misheard him.The council chamber had gone so silent that I could hear the faint crackle of the torches burning along the stone walls.Their flames cast restless shadows across the carved pillars and long wooden table that dominated the center of the room.Every Elder stood perfectly still watching me and waiting. Elder Kravos did not lower his gaze. “The council has decided,” he repeated calmly. “We demand that you step down from the throne.”My wolf exploded inside my chest. The pressure rolled through the room instantly.Every torch flame bent sideways as my Alpha dominance flooded the chamber.The guards along the walls immediately dropped to one knee. Several of the younger council attendants bowed their heads.But the Elders did not move. Not one of them.My claws curled slowly into my palms.“You dare,” I said quietly, “to question my authority in my own packhouse.”Kravos did not flinch. His gray hair hung loose around his shoulders and his

AURORABy the time the settlement came into view, the sun was already rising over the mountains.The pale orange light crept across the treetops and spilled into the valley where the human settlement lay hidden between cliffs and thick forest.Smoke curled lazily from stone chimneys. A few people were already outside, tending fires or carrying buckets of water from the stream that ran along the edge of the village.For a brief moment, the sight of it made my chest ache.Home. This was how everywhere was before the wolves invaded us. But the peace didn’t last long.The first person who saw us froze.His eyes widened when he noticed the wolves beside me.“Wolves!”The shout cut through the quiet morning like a blade.Within seconds, the entire settlement erupted.Men grabbed silver-tipped arrows and knives. Women rushed to pull children inside the houses. A group of guards sprinted toward us with weapons already drawn.“Stay back!”Darius immediately shifted Elijah’s weight on his shou

AURORAThe moment the scout said the word wolves, the settlement erupted into chaos.Men rushed toward the weapon racks near the center of the square, grabbing silver-tipped arrows and knives. Others overturned wooden carts and dragged them into the narrow paths between houses, forming makeshift barricades.Women shouted for their children, pulling them inside the huts. Doors slammed shut one after another.The calm morning had vanished in seconds.Marcus grabbed the scout by the shoulders.“How many?” he demanded.“Six riders,” the scout said breathlessly. “Maybe more behind them.”A cold ripple ran through the crowd.“Six?” someone muttered. “That’s how they scout before an attack.”“Get the silver ready!” another man yelled.I stood frozen for a moment, watching the settlement transform into a battlefield.Darius exhaled slowly beside the wooden fence.“Well,” he muttered, “that escalated quickly.”Draven’s gaze remained fixed on the distant tree line.“They’re coming through the e

AURORAThe forest suddenly felt colder not because of the wind or the shade beneath the towering pines but because of what the envoy had said.Alpha tracks.Malrik was hunting us himself. The realization settled over the group like a storm cloud.For several seconds no one spoke. The only sounds were the restless shifting of the horses and the distant echo of howls rolling through the mountains behind us.Darius leaned forward slightly in his saddle.“You’re sure?” he asked the envoy.The envoy rose slowly from where he had crouched near the ground. His fingers brushed the dirt from his palm as he studied the trail again.“I’ve tracked Alphas longer than you’ve been alive,” he said calmly.He pointed toward the broken leaves scattered along the forest floor.“Large stride. Deep pressure in the soil. No hesitation in the path.”His eyes lifted toward me.“He isn’t chasing you.”My stomach tightened.“He’s hunting.”Draven exhaled slowly beside me. “That explains the patrol units.”Dari

AURORAThe air suddenly felt like poison and the atmosphere was so tense, it could be cut with a knife. It slammed into the Ashen Pass like an invisible wall, thick and suffocating, pressing against my chest until it felt like breathing itself had become a struggle.Malrik’s presence filled the canyon as every instinct inside me screamed of danger. Yet no one moved. Not the envoys, not his sons, and not even me. Even the horses seemed to have gone still, their bodies trembling beneath us, ears flattened against their heads. Malrik stood at the entrance of the pass as if he owned it, acting as if the mountain answered to him. His dark cloak shifted slightly with the faint breeze, and his eyes—those cold, calculating eyes—remained fixed on me.“The challenger,” he repeated softly.The word echoed through the stone walls. Behind him, his elite wolves spread out just enough to block the exit, their expressions sharp and watchful.They didn’t need to move closer. Malrik alone was enoug