Lahat ng Kabanata ng The alpha’s forgotten mate : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

The night air was thick with smoke and silence.Ash clung to the trees like snow, coating the ground in a ghostly layer that muffled every step. Lyra crouched low in the underbrush, her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird. Behind her, the forest was still burning, the flames distant but hungry. In front of her, nothing but darkness and the scent of death.She wasn’t alone.Kael crouched beside her, his golden eyes catching what little moonlight filtered through the ash cloud. “They were here,” he whispered. “Recently.”Lyra nodded. She could smell it too. Charred fur. Burnt earth. Magic. The Wolves of Ash had passed through here.They weren’t myths anymore.“What do you know about them?” she asked quietly.Kael hesitated, the tension in his jaw visible even in the dark. “Exiles,” he said finally. “From the old clans. Wolves who were banished, burned in fire rituals... but they survived. Twisted. Changed. They say their wolves are made of smoke and bone. That they can'

The council chamber was filled with voices but Lyra only heard one.Her own heartbeat.It thundered in her chest, a steady drum of uncertainty, as she stood at Kael’s side, surrounded by wolves who still hadn’t decided if she was their savior or their curse.“Her fire saved us,” Kael said firmly, addressing the elders. “If not for Lyra, Damaris would’ve taken this pack from the inside out.”“She’s not one of us,” one of the old wolves growled. “She doesn’t even have a wolf!”“She has something stronger,” Kael said. “She has loyalty. She bled for us.”Lyra’s jaw tensed, but she said nothing.She didn’t need to argue her worth. Not anymore.The fire inside her had already done that.Still, the words stung.Even after everything, they looked at her and saw a threat.Not a partner. Not a mate.Just… power.Later, the chamber emptied. Kael and Lyra remained.A heavy silence hung between them.“You don’t have to keep defending me,” Lyra said quietly, staring at the wall. “They’ve already ma

The snow had not yet melted from the battlefield, and already, the pack was bleeding from within.Kael stood at the edge of the war room, hands braced on the table, shoulders rigid. His jaw clenched tight enough to crack bone. The report in front of him trembled, not from wind or magic, but from the fury rolling beneath his skin.Three more border scouts were dead.All stabbed the same way, silent, efficient, with silver-coated blades.Not by Ash Wolves.By someone on the inside.Lyra paced behind him, one hand pressed to her bandaged side. The wound still burned. Not from the blade Joren had plunged into her, but from the betrayal that had followed.“Tell me again,” she said coldly. “Who had access to the watch rotations?”Kael’s voice was low. “Six wolves. Including you. Including me.”She stopped pacing. “The others?”“Lira. Kellan. Bren. And Daya.”Lyra’s heart stuttered. “Lira?”“She swore her loyalty.”“They all did,” Lyra snapped. “So did Joren.”The silence that followed said

The wind howled over the ridge, cold and sharp like a blade. Below, the valley was cloaked in shadow, and the moon hung heavy, a silent witness to what was coming.Kael stood at the edge of the cliff, staring into the darkness where movement stirred. Enemy scouts. Ash Moon wolves. Too close. Too soon.They were supposed to have more time.Behind him, Lyra’s footsteps crunched over frost. He didn’t turn.“They’ve broken the outer defenses,” she said quietly.He nodded. “I know.”“We’re not ready.”“No,” he agreed. “We’re not.”Her fire glowed faintly beside him, casting golden flickers across the cliffside.“Then why aren’t you moving?” she asked, stepping closer.Kael exhaled slowly. “Because I know what needs to be done.”Lyra frowned. “We have to fall back, not.....”“I’m not going with you, Lyra.”She froze. “What?”He finally turned to face her. The look in his eyes wasn’t fear. It wasn’t hesitation.It was final.“I’m going to stay behind,” Kael said. “Lead them off. Hold the rid

The scent of blood clung to the morning mist like a warning. Lyra stood on the scorched earth, the remnants of Kael’s sacrifice still fresh in her mind. She could feel the pulsing embers beneath her feet, the power of the Phoenix now burned in her bones. She was no longer just a girl without a wolf. She was a queen. A weapon. A fire reborn.Around her, warriors of ash and flame gathered. The remnants of Kael’s pack, those who had chosen to stay and rise with her. Their eyes burned with fury, pain, and loyalty.“We move before dusk,” Lyra commanded, her voice steady though her hands trembled. “The North is already sending scouts. They think we’re weak. We’ll show them what it means to provoke the Fire Queen.”Dara stepped forward, her arm still in a sling from the betrayal that had nearly taken Lyra’s life. “Are we truly ready? The wolves of the North are not just stronger, they have numbers, and they know our terrain.”Lyra turned to her. “I don’t need the land. I’ll burn it if I have