All Chapters of My Fated Alpha: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Chapter 81: The First OnesThe fog hit the mountain base at dusk.It did not roll in like mist. It slammed into the tree line like a physical wave. The pine trees turned black and crumbled into dust instantly. The snow turned grey and melted into sludge.We stood on the battlements of the fortress. The wind carried the stench of open graves up the cliff face.Victor stood at the prow of the wall. He held a pair of military binoculars."What do you see?" I asked. I stood beside him shivering despite my heavy coat."Nothing," Victor said. "Just shadow.""They are in the shadow," Mara said from behind us. She was clutching her spell book like a shield. "They are the shadow."A howl cut through the silence.It was not the howl of a wolf. It sounded like tectonic plates grinding together. It was a sound of deep earth and crushing weight.Then we saw them.Shapes began to emerge from the black fog.They were massive. They were twice the size of a normal wolf. But they were not made of flesh

Chapter 83: The Last NightThe crypts were cold.We had retreated to the deepest level of the fortress. It was a cavern carved into the bedrock used by the ancient packs to bury their kings. Stone sarcophagi lined the walls.The pack huddled in the center of the room. The wounded were groaning softly. Mothers held their children tight and whispered lies about everything being okay.Victor led me away from the group.We walked to the far end of the crypt. There was a small alcove there. It was dark and private.Victor sat down on a stone lid. He pulled me between his legs."Show me your arm," I said.He rolled up his sleeve.The bite mark was ugly. The grey rot had spread three inches up his arm. The veins around it were black."It spreads," Victor said clinically. "It is trying to turn me into one of them.""I can burn it out," I said.I placed my hands over the wound. I summoned my Moon Blessed light."Do it," Victor said.I pushed the light into his flesh.HISS.Steam rose from his

Chapter 85: The Void WalkerThere was no pain in the darkness.I was floating. The crushing weight of the Primeval Bear was gone. The screaming of my pack was gone. There was only silence and the endless cold of the grave.You returned early, a voice whispered.It did not come from a direction. It came from everywhere. It was the voice of the earth itself. It was the same voice that had welcomed me when the Vampire Lord buried me alive.I opened my spiritual eyes.I stood on a plane of black glass. Above me there were no stars. Below me there was only the reflection of my own broken soul."I am not dead," I said. "Send me back."You are broken, the voice observed. Your body is shattered. Your magic is exhausted. If I send you back you will only watch them die.A vision appeared in the black glass beneath my feet.I saw the crypt.I saw Elena standing in front of the crib. Her light was flickering. She was exhausted.I saw Fenris. The Shadow Wolf was looming over her. He was savoring t

Chapter 87: The Daughter’s LightThe Dead Zone was a graveyard of the world.We drove the battered SUV across the border. The landscape changed instantly. The trees were petrified skeletons. The ground was grey ash that swirled in the wind. There was no sound here. No birds. No insects. Just the silence of entropy.And the cold.It wasn't the natural cold of winter. It was the supernatural cold radiating from the figure walking ahead of us.Victor was a mile ahead. He wasn't running. He was walking with a slow inevitable pace.We followed the trail of destruction.Every hundred yards we passed a frozen statue. A Bone Wolf caught mid-stride turned to brittle ice. A Mud Wolf shattered into frozen dust.He was hunting them down one by one."He is killing everything," Jax whispered from the driver's seat. He was shivering despite the heater being on full blast."Keep driving," I said. I held Lyra tight in the backseat. "We have to catch him before he reaches the Rift."The Rift was the ce

Chapter 89: The ThawThe drive back to the mountain was a blur of exhaustion.Jax drove the battered SUV through the ash fields. The suspension groaned over every bump. I sat in the backseat with Victor’s head in my lap. Lyra was curled up on his chest fast asleep.Victor was awake but he was silent. He stared up at the roof of the car. His skin was pale and translucent. I could see the dark veins beneath the surface pulsing slowly."We are crossing the border," Jax announced softly.The grey ash gave way to white snow. The petrified skeletons of trees were replaced by living pines. The world turned from monochrome to color in a single heartbeat.Victor blinked. He watched the green trees pass by the window."I forgot," he whispered."Forgot what?" I asked. I ran my fingers through his hair."Green," he said. "I forgot that the world wasn't grey."We reached the fortress an hour later.The gates were open. The pack was waiting in the courtyard. They had cleared the debris of the battl