All Chapters of The Lycans Twins Hidden Mate: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Alina went still. Completely, utterly still. Her hand tightened on her sword until Kaden heard leather creak.“You’re in a cell,” she said. Her voice was flat. “In the settlement. Under guard.”“I was.” Damon’s smile widened. The bone crown sat on his head like it belonged there, old and wrong and somehow perfect. “But the Revenant came to me. Offered power. Offered purpose. All I had to do was serve.”“You betrayed us. Again.”“I freed myself from the prison you put me in.” Damon gestured to the fighters surrounding them. “These people understand what you and your pet kings never could. Power belongs to those strong enough to take it.”“When did you escape?” Kaden demanded.“Three days ago. While you were all distracted by the grey creatures. The Revenant opened my cell. Offered me a choice.” Damon touched the bone crown. “Serve or die. I chose wisely.”“You chose wrong.” Alina’s voice was cold now. Hard. “You’re still my brother. Still pack. I would have forgiven you eventually. But

The woman woke screaming.Mother Elara held her down while she thrashed, her burned arm knocking over a water basin. The mark on her skin was glowing faintly, pulsing like it had a heartbeat of its own.“Hold her!” Mother Elara snapped.Kaden grabbed the woman’s shoulders. Alina took her legs. Together they kept her from throwing herself off the bed.“It’s burning,” the woman gasped. “The mark. It’s burning.”Mother Elara pulled out a knife and cut away the bandage. The bone crown symbol was worse than before. The skin around it had turned black, spreading up her arm like poison.“It’s cursed,” Mother Elara said. “Whoever marked her wanted to make sure she couldn’t run far.”“Can you stop it?” Kaden asked.“I can try.” The old healer pulled out her bag. “But if the curse is strong enough, cutting it out might be the only option.”“No!” The woman’s eyes went wide. “No cutting. Please. I need my arm.”“Then you need to calm down. Let me work.”The woman forced herself still. Tears ran d

Steel rang against steel. Kaden blocked a sword aimed at his head, countered with a strike that caught his attacker in the ribs. The man grunted and fell back.But three more took his place.His wolves were fighting hard. Cassandra fought like something possessed, her blade taking down two fighters in quick succession. Mira’s spear found gaps between armor. Gregor rallied a defensive group, trying to create a wedge they could use to break through.It wasn’t enough.The bone crown fighters had numbers and position. For every one Kaden’s group killed, two more appeared. They were being pushed back. Surrounded. Overwhelmed.“Fall back!” Kaden shouted. “To the rocks!”They retreated to a cluster of boulders. Thirty wolves pressed together, bleeding and exhausted. The bone crown fighters formed a circle around them, weapons ready.The woman with the marked forehead stepped forward. She wasn’t even breathing hard.“Last chance,” she said. “Surrender or die.”Kaden looked around. His wolves

They sat in the dark for hours. Back to back. Sharing warmth. The mate bond pulsed between them, new and raw and overwhelming.Alina could feel everything Kaden felt. His exhaustion. His fear. His anger at himself for getting captured. And underneath it all, his love for her. Constant. Unwavering.“This is strange,” she said. “Feeling what you feel.”“Is it what you expected?”“I don’t know what I expected. But it’s… intense.” She could feel her own emotions reflecting back through him. Her terror for Lena. Her guilt for leaving her daughter. Her desperate hope that Vera and Kael would raise her well.“Stop,” Kaden said.“Stop what?”“Planning for your death. I can feel you doing it. Organizing who gets what. Who takes care of Lena. Stop.”“We have to be realistic.”“We have to be smart.” He shifted, turning to face her in the dark. “The bond is complete now. That means we’re stronger together. Literally. Pack bonds give strength. Mate bonds give more.”“How much more?”“I don’t know.

Everyone rushed to the southern wall. The grey scar was spreading fast, consuming ground at visible speed. Trees withered and died as it touched them. Grass turned to ash. Even the air smelled wrong, like metal and old death.“How long before it reaches the wall?” Alina asked.“Hours,” Elder Brann said, his voice tight. “Maybe less. It’s moving faster than before.”The successor stood beside them, still in chains. “It’s accelerating because the Source is waking. The closer it gets to full consciousness, the faster the grey spreads.”“What is the Source?” Kaden demanded. He’d insisted on coming despite barely being able to stand. The bond kept him upright, drawing on Alina’s strength.“Something old. From before wolves. Before humans even. It sleeps beneath the earth, feeding on whatever magic leaks down through the cracks.” The successor watched the grey spread. “The Archive tried to contain it. That’s what the Indexing was really for. Channeling magic away from the Source. Starving i