Semua Bab The Alpha’s Submissive Mate: Bab 61 - Bab 66

Smoke filled the southern corridor so heavily it became difficult to breathe. The walls trembled beneath distant impacts while blood and ash stained the broken stone underfoot.And standing beyond the shattered breach, the Hollow Alpha smiled.Not because he'd already won. Because he believed the territory was finally breaking correctly.Elara felt the pressure of it immediately. The fear spreading through exhausted wolves. The hesitation. The doubt.The Hollow Alpha didn't need overwhelming force anymore. He only needed the territory to stop believing in itself.Kael stepped forward through the ruined corridor despite the exhaustion dragging through his body. The bond pulsed violently beside Elara now. Sharp. Controlled. Dangerously focused.Around them, wolves tightened formation instinctively. Not because fear disappeared. Because Kael was still standing.The Hollow Alpha noticed it too. His gray eyes moved across the defenders carefully. Calculating.

Morning arrived quietly. Too quietly. After days of battle, screams, collapsing stone, and war horns, the silence felt unnatural. Smoke still drifted through parts of the territory while exhausted wolves moved slowly across the damaged compound carrying supplies, clearing rubble, and searching through the remains of collapsed defenses. The siege was over. But the cost remained everywhere. Elara stood near the shattered southern corridor watching healers move among the wounded. Some wolves would recover. Others would not. The reality of that settled heavily through the territory now. Not fear anymore. Grief. The bond pulsed softly beneath her ribs. Exhausted. But steady. For the first time in weeks, the constant pressure had eased. A group of wolves worked together near the collapsed breach line, reinforcing temporary barriers where the corridor had fallen inward during the final battle. Elara w

The first snow arrived three days later. Not a storm. Not yet. Just a thin layer of white spreading across rooftops, walls, and broken stone before dawn. The territory woke beneath frost. And suddenly the Hollow Alpha's message felt less like a threat, and more like a promise. Now let's see if hope survives winter. Elara stood atop the northern wall watching pale snow drift through the early morning air. The world looked different beneath winter. Quieter. Colder. The scars of the siege remained visible beneath the frost. Collapsed towers. Broken battlements. Repaired barricades. Winter covered none of it. It only made the damage easier to notice. The bond pulsed softly beneath her ribs. Steady. For now. A patrol moved through the gates below carrying supplies gathered from nearby hunting routes. The wolves looked exhausted. Not from battle. From preparation. Winter demanded a different kind of endurance. Food. She