All Chapters of The Alpha's Contract Bride : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The days following Tefiti’s execution has been quite difficult for the whole pack.On the surface, the pack appeared to be healing. The wounded were tended to carefully by the healers, the smell of herbs and medicine fills the medical quarters. Those who had fallen were honored with solemn respect, their names spoken in low voices, their memories carried by those who survived.Life, as it always did, began to move forward.But beneath that forward motion… something feels wrong.Darius felt it before anyone said a word.He stood at the edge of the training grounds, his arms folded across his chest as he watched the warriors move through their drills. The clash of wood against wood echoed as they sparred, their movements sharp and disciplined despite the recent losses.They were trying to regain normalcy.Trying to prove strength.Rhyden approached slowly from behind, his steps measured. Though his wounds had begun to heal, they had not fully closed. A bandage wrapped tightly around his

The morning came softly and calm.Within the pack, whispers had begun to spread.The Luna was with child, how comes nobody knew about it.It was not spoken loudly, not yet announced, but the signs were there. The careful way Seraphina moved, the constant presence of Maera at her side, the way the pack doctor visited more frequently than before.And now, something more.Seraphina sat in her chamber, a light shawl draped over her shoulders as she watched the morning light stretch across the room. Her hand rested gently over her stomach, a habit she had not realized she had formed.The door opened quietly.A woman stepped in.She was older, her presence calm and steady, her eyes observant but kind.Maera followed behind her.“My Luna,” Maera said, “this is Liora. She will be attending to you from now on.”Seraphina looked at the woman with curiosity.“A midwife?”Liora inclined her head respectfully.“Yes, my Luna.”Seraphina smiled faintly.“That will not be necessary all the time.”Lio

The calm that settled over the pack in the days that followed felt almost too perfect.As though peace itself was forcing its presence.Seraphina noticed it in everything. In the way the warriors trained with just a little more intensity than usual. In the way conversations hushed when she passed. In the way even laughter felt… careful.She sat outside that morning beneath the wide canopy of an old tree, the soft breeze brushing gently against her skin. It was one of the few places she felt she could breathe without the walls closing in.Maera stood beside her as always, silent, watchful.Two additional guards were standing a short distance away.Seraphina glanced at them briefly, then sighed.“You see?” she said softly. “I cannot even sit outside without an audience.”Maera did not react.“You are not just anyone anymore.”Seraphina smiled faintly.“I never was just anyone.”“That is true,” Maera replied.Seraphina leaned back slightly, her hand resting over her stomach.“The pack kn

The tension in the hall did not break into violence.It came close.Too close.Darius had already taken another step forward, his aura pressing heavily against the others, his control hanging by a fragile thread. The air itself seemed to tighten, thick with power, instinct, and the promise of bloodshed.Then a firm hand caught his arm.“Darius.”Alpha Kieran’s voice was steady, low, but filled with authority.Darius did not look at him immediately.His eyes were still locked on the Alpha who had spoken against Seraphina, anger burning in them like a fire that refused to be contained.“Let go,” Darius said quietly.Kieran did not.“This is what they want.”That made Darius pause.Only slightly.But enough.Kieran stepped closer, lowering his voice further.“If you lose control here, you prove their point.”Silence stretched between them.The tension in Darius’s body remained, his wolf close to the surface, restless, demanding release.“They insulted her,” Darius said, his voice tight.

One week came by too quickly.What had felt like a distant confrontation now stood directly before him.Darius did not rush his preparation that morning. Every movement was deliberate, controlled, though beneath that control was a storm waiting to rise. The memory of the last meeting had not faded. If anything, it had sharpened his awareness.This time, he would not walk in unprepared.Rhyden stood just outside, fully recovered, his strength restored far quicker than expected. The marks of his previous injuries were still faintly visible, but they no longer slowed him.“You should not be going alone,” Rhyden said.Darius stepped out, adjusting his sleeve.“I am not.”Rhyden nodded once, falling into step beside him. A few selected guards joined them, each one chosen for loyalty and skill.No words were wasted as they began the journey.The silence between them was not empty. It was filled with readiness.By the time they approached the meeting grounds, the atmosphere had already chang