All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S NAUGHTY LITTLE CHRISTMAS GIFT.: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Back in Mystic Valley, a teacup rattles across the wooden table. It skids to the edge and rocks there, one more inch from falling, yet never tips over. Eliana stands motionless, a bundle of dried rosemary pressed so tightly against her chest that brittle leaves snap beneath her fingers. The warmth drains from the kitchen so quickly her skin prickles. One breath ago, afternoon heat drifted from the stove. The next, frost crawled across the kettle. The flame bent sideways, no longer reaching for the pot but toward something unseen in the center of the room. Outside, the birds go up in a single frightened mass, a black eruption from the tree line, wings cutting the sky in directions that don't make sense for where they're trying to go. The rosemary slips from her fingers. It scatters across the floor. *** "We..." Elias stops mid-sentence at the council hall. The muscles in Elias's shoulders tense up. His jaw clenches. The pen slips from fingers that suddenly refuse to obey

The bullet whizzes so close to Kai's ear that he senses the air disturbance before hearing the crack. Stone shatters behind his father's left shoulder, sending grey dust flying across the courtyard, peppering Kai's neck before the crack reaches him.They both dive—Garren to the right, Kai to the left.For a moment, everything stills.Kai's palm strikes the cracked stone first as he vaults over the collapsed archway, his boots scraping against loose rock before he lands in a rough crouch. He pushes off again, propelling himself forward even before his boots have fully settled.Behind him, his father shouts, but the words are drowned out by another rifle shot. The bullet bites into the stone just inches from his foot, sending chips that sting his shin. He doesn’t slow down."Cut him off!" Garren commands. His voice snaps the soldiers out of their confusion, and they instantly pursue Kai.Kai doesn’t glance back. "East wall!""Protect Alpha Kai!" one of his Lotas yells to the others."Fo

The world hangs beneath them.From this height, the destruction stretches farther than either of them can see. Smoke climbs from the city where entire streets still burn, the dark columns drifting into the clouds until they disappear. Emergency sirens echo faintly from below, swallowed by the distance. Fire trucks crawl through shattered roads. Ambulances weave around abandoned cars. Tiny figures run in every direction, some carrying the injured, others searching through rubble with their bare hands.Mystic Valley is almost pulled to the ground too.Beyond the city, the sea crashes against the jagged coastline with stubborn indifference. Rivers continue their journey through forests untouched by the destruction. Life keeps moving, refusing to stop even as the world threatens to tear itself apart.The clouds gathered around Ivy's feet don't feel like clouds at all. They cling to her skin, cold and unnaturally dense, curling around her ankles as though the sky itself is holding its brea

"I do. And, Garren doesn't deserve life along every corrupt Alpha and rotten President still breathing on this earth. I will become the one who judges their sin and burns it out of the world. That is what the Moon Goddess intended when she made me insurance, in case you failed her.""No." Ivy's chest heaves, blue light flaring brighter beneath her skin, a heat rising in her that has nothing to do with fear anymore. "You stole this power, the same way Garren has spent his whole life stealing everything that was never his. The Moon Goddess would never let you play judge over fate. Never let you do her job for her." Ivy's eyes harden. "I'm putting an end to your bitterness.""You," Numenessa's laugh breaks loose again, wild now, unhinge, "are going to stop me." She points downwards to Kai. "Look at your pathetic mate. The one you gave up everything for." She drifts lower, red eyes glittering. "You can't even save him."Ivy wipes the tear that slips from her eyes. "When this is over, I w

Too much power arrives inside a frame never built to hold it, his bones cracks audibly beneath his skin as his spine arches backward at an angle no spine should survive.The office windows detonate outward in a shower of glass that catches the storm light and scatters it like falling stars across the compound below. His scream, when it finally tears loose from his throat, sounds almost like a wolf's, but deeper, older.His clothes shreds apart as muscle swells beneath it, veins rising dark and glowing along his forearms, his neck, the side of his skull. His eyes burn gold for one suspended second before bleeding into a molten crimson that doesn't belong to any wolf that has ever walked Beacon Hill. His claws punch through the marble floor as the entire building shudders around him, dust raining from the ceiling in sheets now instead of threads.Outside, soldiers stop fighting mid swing, weapons lowering without a single order given, every face turning toward the office at once as thou