All Chapters of Fated to the Alpha Widow: Chapter 31 - Chapter 34

CHAPTER 32 —Lyra moved like a blade.Her hand shot for Sable’s exposed wrist, fingers closing around the torn cloth, aiming for the circlet like she could rip the lock off with sheer authority.Sable gasped.The burn in her throat flared.The echo surged, ecstatic.Maeven moved on instinct—Bone Seer instinct, mate instinct, survival instinct all braided into one.She slammed her bones down onto Lyra’s forearm.Not as a weapon.As a name-break.The bones clicked against Lyra’s skin, and Maeven whispered bone-language fast—sharp, ugly, precise.Lyra hissed and recoiled as if the words stung.Sable’s lungs filled.Choice returned in a rush like air after drowning.Caelan surged forward, catching Lyra’s wrist and twisting it hard.Lyra snarled, eyes flashing. “Don’t touch me,” she spat.Caelan’s voice dropped, deadly. “Touch her again,” he said, “and I’ll break your crown with my teeth.”Garr

CHAPTER 33 —The Spine corridor didn’t end.It ruptured.Not with stone falling—Hollow tunnels didn’t collapse like ordinary earth. They swallowed and redirected, turning bodies into shadows, turning shouts into echoes that couldn’t find their way back.Rowan’s howl still rang in the marrow of the walls.Hollow wolves surged to Caelan like he’d been carved into their law a long time ago and they’d only just remembered it. Teeth and bone blades flashed. The corridor became a living knot of fury.Sable stayed behind Caelan like Maeven commanded, both hands crushed over her wrist cloth as if her palms could become a second lock. She could feel Garrick’s fingers on the fabric even after he disappeared—the phantom touch of theft. That thin strip he’d taken felt like a hook still lodged under her skin.Maeven pressed in close, eyes sharp, bones clutched hard enough to draw blood from her own palm. Eamon stayed behind Maeven like a shield that didn’t