Bonded to the Bastard: My Rejection, His Obsession의 모든 챕터: 챕터 191 - 챕터 200

Alanza’s POV"I hope the new view is to your liking, Luna," London said, his voice echoing slightly in the high-ceilinged hallway of the Alpha lodge.I looked at him, then at the wall of stern, scarred faces lining the corridor. It had been two days since the transition, and the atmosphere at Crystal Lake had shifted entirely. London was in his element now, commanding a security detail that actually looked like they knew how to handle a threat. Beside him stood Karlos, who looked like he was vibrating with enough nervous energy to shatter a window. He kept his eyes fixed on the floor, clearly wishing he could be anywhere else but under his father’s watchful gaze.The new guards weren't the young, arrogant types I was used to. These were older wolves. They had the kind of jagged scars and heavy-lidded stares that only come from decades of survival. They were retirees, pulled back into service specifically for me.They are strong, Sombra murmure

Alanza’s POV"You brought a weapon into the sanctuary, Silas. That is an act of treason." The voice belonged to the High Alpha of the Council, but I wasn't looking at him.I was standing in the center of a circular stone amphitheater, my feet bare on the cold, ancient floor. Surrounding me were the leaders of the twenty primary packs of the Northwest. The air was thick with the scent of pine, blood, and the heavy, suffocating pressure of twenty Alphas trying to crush me with their will. "She is the weapon!" Silas roared, pointing a trembling finger at me from the floor of the pit. He looked pathetic. His tactical gear was shredded, his face bruised from the avalanche, and his pride was a tattered rag. Behind him, my father stood in the shadows, his eyes wide with a mix of terror and a greed he couldn't quite hide. "She destroyed an entire unit of my men with a thought," Silas continued, his voice cracking. "She is a Lycan-Mage. She is a violation of the Treaty of the First Shift. S

Alanza’s POV“You think a couple of extra locks will keep me out?” Libbie says, her voice trailing in before she even clears the doorway.I can’t help but laugh as she finally enters. Logan stands by the door, looking as stiff as a statue. He actually searched her medical bag before letting her through. It is a bit much, considering Libbie has been my shadow and my support since I first arrived on Westwood soil.“The security detail is definitely more intense this time,” she adds, setting her gear on the side table. “I think I owe Lindsie a steak. He bet me I couldn't get in here in under five minutes.”“You guys are betting on my life now?” I ask. I’m smiling, though. It feels good to have someone normal around. “Did he really think Logan would just let you stroll in?”“We bet on everything. It keeps the job interesting.” She motions to the bed, her professio

Alanza’s POV“Check her vitals again, just to be sure,” Libbie said, her voice cutting through the heavy silence of the room. She leaned over the bedside monitor, her eyes scanning the glowing green lines that tracked my mother’s fading life. “Everything is stable for now. Sombra, go ahead. It’s time.”I stood frozen by the door as my wolf stepped forward. Sombra didn't hesitate. She moved with a heavy, rhythmic grace toward the hospital bed, her paws silent on the linoleum. I waited for the rush of connection, expecting to feel the mental bridge form between them. I thought I would hear the echoes of their conversation or feel the friction of two spirits meeting.Instead, there was nothing.The silence inside my own head was deafening. It was a vacuum that made my ears ring. I watched Sombra’s broad shoulders rise and fall as she reached the side of the bed. She sat, her icy blue eyes locked onto my mother&

Alanza’s POV"Mrs. Elena?"The name felt like a ghost on my tongue. My old boss was the last person I expected to see standing on a patch of dirt a thousand miles from the life I’d left behind. Behind me, Sombra made a strange, low sound. Instead of her usual territorial stance, she flattened her belly to the grass and crawled toward the garden bench, tucking herself away like she was trying to vanish.I didn't have the mental space to figure out why my wolf was acting like a terrified pup. I was too busy staring at the woman in front of me."Alanza! My dear girl, look at you."Mrs. Elena offered that same watery, kind smile that used to greet me every morning in Cedarwood. Seeing her here, so far from the bakery and the quiet streets of home, hit me like a physical blow. My throat tightened, and I had to blink hard against the sudden, stinging heat in my eyes."How are you here?" I managed to ask, my voice cracking. "This is pac