Lahat ng Kabanata ng TWO ALPHAS ONE BOND : Kabanata 181 - Kabanata 188

LYRABy the time the bread was gone and the lamps had burned down to a softer gold, the celebration had settled into something quieter. Mira had her feet in Ana's lap and was pretending she hadn't put them there. Darius had claimed the rug by the fireplace like a large, smug dog.Orion was the one to say it, speaking up from the arm of the sofa. "I hate to be the person who brings it up.""Then don't," Zeviar said."We have a hidden chamber, a road nobody remembers, and a hole in our bond the size of two packs. The baby's going to arrive eventually, and I'd like the rest figured out first."Nobody argued. I put a hand on my stomach without meaning to, and Sky stirred beneath my ribs, content but alert, like someone who had enjoyed the party and was now looking for the exits."Okay," I said. "Let's lay it all out loud, so nobody's holding a piece the rest of us haven't seen."Ana had a folder in her bag, because of course she did. She spread the pages across the coffee table. "The cham

ZEVIARSomething fucking knocked back.Three slow taps on the other side of the iron door, evenly spaced, like someone who'd been told good manners were important. Nobody in the room moved. Orion had gone completely still beside me. Jaxon's hand was on his knife. Even Willow, who had never in her life stayed quiet when she could comment, kept her mouth shut.Zayn pressed hard against the inside of my skull. “That doesn't sound like an animal.”“I know.”“Animals don't knock in threes.”"Lyra, did you hear that?" I said into the radio."I heard it." Her voice was steady, though I knew that took effort. "Tell me exactly what you're looking at.""A door. Iron bands, bolts on this side only. The gouges are bent outward. Something pushed from the inside." I kept my eyes on the bolts. "And something on the other side just knocked.""Is anyone going to say it?" Willow asked. "Because I'm not going to be the one.""Say what?" Jaxon asked."That this is how every bad story starts. Strange door

ORIONThe pack hospital had one waiting room worthy of the name, and by midnight we had completely taken it over.Zeviar had claimed the chair right by the window. He'd shed his jacket hours ago, and the sleeves of his charcoal shirt were rolled up to his elbows, collar open, his hair pushed back so many times it had just given up. He looked like a man who'd been told to relax and took it as a personal insult.I sat on the bench with my boots still caked in river mud. Nobody had made me take them off. Nobody had dared. My navy sweater smelled of cold stone and old iron, and I couldn't get the scent out of my nose. And Lyra was standing right in front of the glass doors leading to the ward.She hadn't sat down once since we arrived. She was still wearing the cream knit she'd put on for the villa, with a dark stain running along the left sleeve where Lucius had gripped her. Her braid had come loose on one side. She had one hand pressed flat against the glass, almost like she could hold

LYRAI pulled my chair in until my knees bumped the edge of the mattress.Up close, he looked even older. The deep lines around his mouth had carved in deeper overnight, and his skin had that waxy sheen I’d seen on dying wolves back in the training yard, the kind that meant the body had finally given up the fight. As I settled in, the dark mark on his throat pulsed once, like something lying in wait and listening."Say it," I said. "Whatever you have to tell me.""The place is Hollow Vale."I didn't flinch. I'd known that name for weeks now, reading it on Ana's pages until the ink blurred together. "We know the name. We've just never been able to locate it. Every record Ana tracked down ended in a shell company and a post office box.""Because that's exactly how it was set up." He took a slow, careful breath. "Go east past the old border road, past the third ridge. There's a dry riverbed on the far side. Follow it until the trees stop growing in neat rows. They're planted, Lyra. Someo