All Chapters of The Last Of Her Pack: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Rachael POVI had been in Eryx’s room for what felt like days.Heat after heat, pain after pain, he had stayed with me through all of it. Mating me constantly, grounding me, easing every sharp burn that threatened to tear me apart. My body was tired, sore in that deep, lingering way that came from being claimed over and over again, but I felt steady. Safe. The ache was gone.Yet even wrapped in his scent, my thoughts kept drifting.Athena.I missed her more than I expected to. Missed the quiet way she moved, the way she listened more than she spoke. Missed how she looked at the world like she was bracing for a blow that never quite landed. Something about her felt… fragile. And wrong, like she didn’t belong where she stood.I slid out of Eryx’s bed slowly, careful not to wake him. He was finally asleep, one arm flung over the sheets, his breathing deep and even. I gathered my clothes and dressed quietly, my body protesting with every movement.I didn’t want anyone to see me.The halls

Eryx POVI resumed my relentless pacing. The worn carpet of my office did nothing to steady me in my boots. My mind, usually calm and controlled, refused to settle. Something was coming. I didn’t need a seer or a magician to tell me that. I could feel it in the charged silence of the forest, in the way the air itself seemed to hold its breath. The pack felt it too, even if they didn’t know how to name it yet.War.I stopped by the window, staring out at the dark stretch of trees, my reflection faint in the glass. Then I spun on my heel and started pacing again, faster this time. Where was Rachael? The question struck hard, sharp and unwelcome. I already knew the answer. She would have gone to see Athena. Obviously.I left my office and moved down the hall, my presence alone enough to quiet the space around me. I found them in the girls’ room. Maya stood rigid, facing Lincoln head on, her shoulders tight, emotion barely held in check. Lincoln stood just as stiff, clearly bracing himsel

Eryx POVI led the men myself, hands firm on the wheel as the engine of my truck roared to life. Four trucks cut through the sand covered forest path, headlights piercing the darkness, illuminating trees that towered like silent sentinels. The road wound and dipped, packed with heavy sands in some areas, loose gravel in others, but I drove steadily. No hesitation. No fear. I had no time for distractions.“Keep your eyes open,” I said into the radio, my voice low but commanding. “If you see even a single movement, let me know immediately.”The forest answered only with silence. I didn’t slow down. I never did. There was no room for doubt, no room for hesitation. My mind was locked on one objective, the females.“Alpha,” one of the men spoke up, his voice tinged with disbelief. “This… this is like a miracle, isn’t it? Females are alive. Not extinct anymore.”“A miracle, yes,” I said without looking at him, my focus on the winding path ahead. “And they’ve been in hiding. We can’t blame t

Rachael POVEryx and Lincoln headed out of the hall, their footsteps fading quickly, and the moment the doors shut behind them, everything changed instantly. The wolves began shifting immediately.Bones cracked softly, fur melted away, and one by one they took on their human forms. I stood still, watching, my heart pounding with a mix of awe and unease. Most of them looked around my age, young, frightened, and uncertain, eyes wide as they took in the unfamiliar walls around them.Athena’s eyes widened as she took in each and every one of them, her gaze sharp, assessing them all and curious. Maya crouched beside one of the wolves, her movements careful, almost gentle. There was something familiar in the way she leaned closer, as if she recognized her, or at least sensed something deeper.I watched quietly.All of them were female. About twenty five in total. All as bare as the day they were born. All vulnerable. Some crossed their arms over their chests instinctively, others crouched

Eryx POVI gave Lincoln a sharp look, the kind that needed no further explanation.“Take him,” I said coldly. “Lock him in the cell. I don’t want him waking up anywhere near these females.”Lincoln nodded once, his jaw tight. He bent down, hauled Eran’s unconscious body over his shoulder, and headed out without another word. The heavy doors shut behind them, the sound echoing through the hall. It didn’t bring me relief, not entirely, but it stopped the immediate chaos.I turned back to the room.The females stood together now, no longer scattered in panic. Their shoulders were still tense, eyes alert, but the raw terror had softened into cautious awareness. They watched me carefully, measuring me, deciding whether I was truly what I claimed to be.My gaze settled on the blonde female Eran had held. She stood near the wall, arms wrapped tightly around herself, fingers digging into the fabric she had barely managed to pull on. Her breathing was shallow, but she was standing on her own.