Todos los capítulos de The Alpha Betrayed Mate: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

The deeper we moved into the forest, the more the world began to feel unfamiliar to me.I had spent most of my life within the territory of Silvercrest. Even when I trained beyond the borders, there had always been patrols, known paths, the comforting awareness that we were still within lands touched by werewolf rule.This forest was different.Here, the trees grew thicker, older, their roots twisting like serpents through the ground. The air carried a heavy scent of damp earth and something darker beneath it, something that reminded me that this place belonged to creatures far older and far less forgiving than wolves.Kruger walked ahead of us with silent confidence, as though the forest itself obeyed him. Aisha stayed close to my side, watching every shadow with the alert tension of someone who expected danger to spring from anywhere.My body still ached, and every step reminded me how close I had come to death. Yet I refused to slow them down. Weakness had already cost me too much.

The fire in the cave burned low, its dim light painting long, restless shadows across the rock walls. Outside, the forest whispered with quiet movement. Darkbreeds passed occasionally through the clearing beyond the cave entrance, their glowing eyes flickering briefly in the darkness before disappearing again into the night.Even here, surrounded by them, I still felt like an intruder in a place where I did not belong.Yet the cave had become our council chamber.Zira sat across from me on a flat stone, the firelight catching the sharp lines of her face. She had already given us more information in one evening than I had expected to gather in weeks. Every word she spoke peeled away another layer of the mystery surrounding Silvercrest.And the more I learned…The situation worsened.I leaned forward slightly, resting my elbows on my knees.“There is something I still don’t understand.”Zira lifted her eyes.“What?”I glanced briefly toward Kruger, who stood near the entrance of the cav

The night stretched deep and heavy around the Darkbreed hideout, the forest breathing quietly beyond the jagged rocks that shielded our cave. The fire between us had been fed again, its light pushing back the darkness just enough to reveal the thoughtful expressions on the faces gathered around it.Despite the warmth of the flames, a chill lingered in my chest.Silvercrest has always been the centre of my world. Its stone halls, its courtyards, the scent of pine drifting down from the mountains that surrounded it. I could walk through those corridors blindfolded and still know exactly where I stood.Now I sat in a cave among creatures my people called monsters, relying on whispers and spies to understand what was happening inside the walls that used to be my home.It was a strange thing, feeling like a stranger to your own life.Zira had finished telling us everything she knew for now. The information hung between us like threads waiting to be woven into something useful. Raul is sear

The forest had a strange way of holding its breath before violence began.I had noticed it before during hunts, during border skirmishes, even during the rare battles that sometimes erupted between rival packs. The wind quieted. The night creatures went still. Even the leaves seemed to settle into silence, as though the land itself did not wish to witness what was about to happen.That same silence wrapped around us now.Kruger’s hunters had moved into position with terrifying efficiency. One moment they were gathered around the caves, and the next they were gone, melting into the shadows of the forest like ghosts. Darkbreeds did not move the way wolves did. Wolves relied on speed and strength.Darkbreeds relied on patience.And darkness.Aisha stood beside me as we moved quietly through the trees, following Kruger deeper into the forest. The moon hung thin and pale above the canopy, its light broken by branches that stretched like skeletal fingers across the sky.“Remember,” Kruger m

The forest had not yet forgotten Raul’s death.Even hours later, the clearing where the battle had taken place still felt heavy with it. The bodies of the fallen Silvercrest warriors had been burned before dawn, a decision Kruger had made quietly and without asking me. He understood something that the others did not.Leaving their bodies to rot in the forest would have been an insult I could never forgive.I had stood there while the flames consumed the armour, the cloaks, the weapons that once bore the crest of Silvercrest. The smoke had curled into the pale morning sky like silent prayers that would never reach the pack they had died trying to serve.Raul’s body had been burned last.I had not spoken while the fire claimed him.There had been nothing left to say.His final words still echoed in my mind like a riddle I could not solve.Your freedom begins with my death.I didn’t feel free.I felt hollow.He had told me this the last time we met at Silvercrest. When I was wondering wh