All Chapters of Mated To The Cursed Alpha : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

ROWAN'S POVI took it out of my coat the next morning.Mira was sitting across from me at the small table by the window with her tea and her hand resting on her stomach the way it always rested there now, and I put the seal on the table between us and looked at it for a moment before I said anything.It was small. Smaller than people imagine when they hear the word seal, smaller than something that carries this much weight probably should be. Silver, worn smooth in the places where a hand would hold it repeatedly over years of use, with the Royalfang crest worked into the face alongside a secondary mark that belonged to my mother's family line rather than to the crown.Mira looked at it and then looked at me."It's my mother's," I said.She waited."She wore it until the day she died," I said. "It was on her hand at the funeral and I took it off myself and put it in the family vault, and I remember doing it because I remember most things about that day in the specific way you remember

Rowan's POVI read the message three times.The first time I thought I misunderstood it. The second time I felt something cold settle in my chest. The third time I put the radio down and just stood there for a second, staring at nothing.Mira was watching me. I could feel her through the bond, that quiet little pull she does when she's trying to figure me out without asking outright. She wasn't getting anything from my face though. I made sure of that. I wasn't ready to talk about it yet, mostly because I didn't know what I would even say. I didn't fully understand it myself.I found Tobias outside near the east post and told him I needed horses arranged for first light. Just two. No guard detail, no extra riders.He looked at me for a second. "Just the two of you?""Yes."He nodded and that was it. He didn't push, didn't ask where I was going or why I didn't want backup. That's the thing about Tobias. He reads a room better than most people and he knows when a question would be one t

ROWAN'S POVThe document stayed pressed against my chest the entire ride back, and I didn't open it once.It wasn't mine to open. My mother had addressed it clearly, and whatever was inside belonged to Mira before it belonged to anyone else, including me. I didn't know what my mother had written, and I found that I wasn't ready to know anyway. There was something that felt almost sacred about that ignorance, and I held onto it the way I held the sealed paper — carefully, because pressure alone might break something.Tobias rode beside me and said nothing the entire journey back, because he knew better than to ask.~~~I found Mira in the training yard when I arrived, working with one of the senior warriors, and the first thing I noticed was how different she moved now. Her wolf was fully present in the way her body responded — sharper, more certain, more settled in herself than the woman who had arrived here months ago barely standing. She noticed me the moment I crossed into the ya

MIRA'S POVI had the whole thing figured out before I even got out of bed.I just laid there for a while, turning it over in my head, looking for the part where it fell apart. I couldn't find one. So I got up before Rowan was even done with his morning briefing and walked straight to his study.His advisor opened his mouth the second I walked in. I told him to give us the room. He looked at Rowan, Rowan nodded once, and the man was gone without another word. I was still not fully used to that. The fact that when I walked into a room, people actually moved. I spent years in a pack where I could have been screaming and nobody would have turned their head. So yeah, it still caught me off guard sometimes. The way people just listened now.I didn't waste time. I laid the whole thing out.Instead of opposing Cato's territorial council challenge the way everyone was expecting us to, I wanted to invite him. Formally. Give him a seat at the constitutional council session as a proper participan

TOBIAS'S POVWithin ten minutes of Rowan's order, every available warrior in the castle was moving.I'd given the command myself, quiet and fast, the way you do when you don't want panic spreading through the halls before you even know what you're dealing with. The guard's name was Ren. That was the first thing I pulled, his full file, transfer papers, references, the whole thing. Transferred from Nightshadow territory eight months ago. Came with solid references from two separate pack commanders.I was already certain the references were fake.I stood in the security office with his file in my hand and went through it line by line and the more I read the more obvious it became. Not in a way that screamed forgery, not obviously, but in the way that things look when someone put effort into making them seem real. Too clean. Too consistent. The kind of record that didn't have a single blemish because real records always had something, a late report, a minor disciplinary note, something.