บททั้งหมดของ Wrapped in My Enemy’s Arms : บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Ayla’s POV.It was a mind game. They wanted to see what we would do the second the rules disappeared and power was dangled in front of us. They wanted to see if we were actually protectors, or just selfish monsters who would kill our own for a title."Lydia, no! Stand down!" I yelled, my voice ringing with a strange strength that surprised even me. I reached out and grabbed a fistful of her scruff, physically forcing my body between her and Marcus's bared teeth. "Shift back! Save your energy. Don’t give him what he wants."Lydia whined, the wild, defensive instinct in her eyes warring with her trust in me. Slowly, her form shrank, shifting back into her human self, panting for air.But Marcus wasn't playing by the rules. Seeing Lydia disarm, he didn't shift back. Instead, he lunged toward the wall, his jaws clamping onto the wooden shaft of a heavy iron spear. With a vicious, whiplash motion of his neck, he swung the weapon through the air, driving the jagged metal tip straight into L

Kael’s POVI order the new recruits to wait behind, while Riian and I head down to the cells to meet the prisoner.The air grew colder the deeper we entered into the underground area. The walls were damp, and the smell of rust and stale air became more evident as we approached our prisoner. Our boots clicked against the floor, steady and unhurried. Riian walks right beside me, with a blank expression, but his broad shoulders are completely rigid and upright. A good sign.When we reach the heavy iron door towards the end , Riian unlocks it with a loud scrape against the ground. Inside, the wolf fangs pack member hangs from silver laced chains attached to the ceiling and walls. The thick metal constraints bit into his wrists, making the skin look raw and bruised. His dark hair hangs in dirty, wet clumps over his face. Hearing our footsteps, he drags his head up.A bloody, arrogant grin splits his chapped lips. He tries to straighten his posture, trying to look intimidating despite the

Ayla’s POV.My emotions spiraled with each second, confusion, rage, anxiety, fear… they all kept rushing to me. I tried to cry, but tears wouldn’t budge as I was being dragged away. I expected to be locked up in a dark, rusty cell but to my surprise, I was brought to Kael’s quarters. Maybe he’s trying to help us escape, a delusional Maya rants inside me. Escape from what exactly? I’m not the spy. Ohh, we’re not the spy. Damn.Since meeting Agnar, Maya had become impossible. Every waking moment she reminded me that our mate existed. As if the bond wasn’t difficult enough to ignore, she made sure I never forgot what we were missing. Well, there goes our mate, he literally just announced me as a spy in the presence of the whole pack. My mind leaps back to the moment alone in the chamber with him. He asked if I trusted him and foolishly I had to say yes. The door knob clicks and the door slides open, revealing Kael.“Why?” I snapped.“I’m sorry, but I need you to listen to me.” He sa

Ayla’s POV.My name got cleared during the evening gathering, some apologized to me while some simply averted their eyes. None of it mattered though. We busied ourselves with preparing for the war, Tatiana had told us everything we needed to know about the territories and also mapping out areas we shouldn’t be in.Though we were all paired together, Kael was still the head warrior and Riian the second-in-command. In case something happens, we had to follow up with him. The remaining soldiers, about fifty of them, had been given several tasks, a few were sent to scout areas, some were placed at the entries and exits of the pack while some patrolled the whole pack, including the sleeping quarters, kitchen and safeguarding the little pups. The rest were prepared by Simon and Riian to accompany us to war. I sat with Tatiana, both of us clad in the appropriate protective wear as we sharpened silver knives. My mind wandered, drifting back to the conversation with Kael, since I’ve gotten t

Kael’s POVWhile we were back to the warrior’s chambers, Simon informed me the scouts who had been sent out were back and the report stated that the wolf fang’s members had been spotted forging silver weapons while the rest drank and celebrated their supposed victory. A chuckle escaped me. Did Caleb truly believe I was the same wolf from years ago?Right from the suspicion, I had spent weeks preparing for this. Every warrior, every soldier, every strategy. They had trained till exhaustion took over their bodies. They were ready, both physically and mentally. I led my men while the paired warriors guided the soldiers into their assigned positions. Before we left, I gave one final order. “Anyone who finds Caleb should keep him alive.” I needed him breathing and conscious, I wanted him to watch everything he had built crumble before his eyes, just as he had once destroyed mine. We ambushed the wolf fangs common area, immediately taking down the wolves at the entrance.The attack beg