All Chapters of Revenge Of The Alpha's Reborn Mate: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Isabella's Proposal (Isabella's POV)After the recess ended, Alpha Garrett gestured for me to come forward again."Lady Isabella, you've made an interesting suggestion. Now explain it properly."I walked to the center of the chamber, every eye tracking my movement. My heart pounded, but I kept my spine straight, my steps confident.I'd survived Damien's betrayal. Vanessa's poison. A dungeon. Death itself in my first life.I could handle presenting a strategic plan to a room full of judgmental Alphas."The rogue problem isn't new," I began, voice carrying clearly across the chamber. "But our response has been fragmented. Each pack defending its own borders. Sharing minimal intelligence. Operating in isolation."I paused, making eye contact with different Council members."That approach worked when rogue attacks were random and disorganized. But over the past year, the attacks have become more coordinated. More strategic. Rogues are working together now, targeting weak points, exploiti

Lucas Unleashed (Lucas' POV)I walked toward Damien with deliberate, predatory grace.Every wolf in the room felt it. The shift in power. The Alpha dominance radiating from me that made weaker wolves want to bare their throats in submission.Damien's wolf was strong. But mine was stronger.And right now, mine wanted blood."You want to talk about stability, Damien?" I asked, voice deadly calm. "Let's talk about how you publicly humiliated your mate in front of your entire pack. How you announced your fated mate at an anniversary celebration, without warning Isabella first. Without even the courtesy of a private conversation."I stopped a few feet from him, close enough that he had to look up to meet my eyes."Let's talk about how you threw her in a dungeon without trial. Without investigation. Without questioning whether the woman you'd known for three years might be telling the truth over the stranger you'd known for three days."Damien's face flushed red, but I wasn't finished."Le

Private Counsel (Isabella's POV)Alpha Garrett's office was nothing like I expected.No lavish furniture. No displays of wealth or power. Just maps on the walls showing pack territories, a simple wooden desk covered in documents, and shelves filled with thick books, pack histories, by the look of them.Garrett poured three glasses of water from a pitcher, gesturing for us to sit in the chairs across from his desk. Lucas's hand stayed on my lower back until I was seated, then he took the chair beside me.He settled into his own chair, studying us with those sharp eyes that had seen decades of pack politics."I've been on this Council for twenty years," he began. "Seen countless mate disputes, pack conflicts, political maneuvering of every variety."He took a sip of water."Most are exactly what they appear on the surface—petty, emotional, easily solvable with basic mediation and a reminder that the Moon Goddess's will supersedes personal preference."I felt Lucas shift slightly beside

Damien's Exit (Damien’s POV)I walked through the corridor blind with rage and humiliation.Every word of that judgment echoed in my head like a curse.They'd dismissed every accusation I'd made. Praised Isabella like she was some kind of hero instead of the woman who'd destroyed my pack. Given her and Lucas authority to coordinate regional defense, a position of power and influence I should have had.It was unbearable.My hands clenched into fists so tight my nails cut into my palms. I barely felt it.All I felt was rage. Pure, burning rage."Damien!"Vanessa's voice cut through the red haze. I heard her footsteps hurrying after me, her chains clinking as the guards escorted her."Damien, wait. We need to strategize. The Council recommended investigating me—we need a plan to counter this. We need to—"I rounded on her."Your plans got us here!" The words exploded out of me. "Your poison. Your schemes. Your complete incompetence!"She flinched, but I didn't care."You said poisoning E

The Calm (Lucas' POV)I drove through the darkening evening, Isabella quiet in the passenger seat beside me.She'd been silent since we left the Alliance Hall. I could feel her emotions through the mate bond. Relief mixed with exhaustion mixed with lingering adrenaline.I let her have the silence. After the intensity of today, she deserved space to decompress without me trying to fill every moment with conversation.Besides, I was comfortable just being near her. Knowing she was safe. Knowing the worst was over.For now, at least.Behind us, Jax drove the second vehicle with Griffin and the warriors who'd accompanied us. A small convoy heading back to Blackridge so Isabella could update her father on the Council's decision.The road stretched ahead, empty and peaceful. Trees lined both sides.Normal. Quiet. Safe.Everything today's hearing could have destroyed if it had gone differently.I glanced at Isabella. She was staring out the window, her profile highlighted by the setting sun.