The Alpha’s Double Game 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 71 - 챕터 80

Raya woke before dawn, breath unsteady and skin warm from the dream. The image of Ria standing before her in silver light remained sharp in her mind, not fading like other dreams. It had not felt imagined. It felt real.Derek stirred first, sensing the change in her breathing, and Jax followed a second later. They had grown used to waking when her energy shifted, yet this time the shift was quieter, deeper.“She showed herself,” Raya said softly.Derek pushed himself up on one arm. “Ria.”“Yes.”Jax watched her carefully. “Did she try to take control.”“No,” Raya answered. “She only stood there.”That unsettled her more than aggression would have. A silent presence meant intention.The room was still dim, early light barely touching the stone walls. Raya sat upright and placed her hand over her chest, not searching for pain but for balance.Something felt different.Not wrong.Aligned.The twin energy inside her no longer pressed in opposite directions. It moved like two currents brai

The night settled over Montenegro like a velvet blanket, heavy with the scent of pine and rain-soaked earth, and Raya moved through the quiet halls with a careful rhythm, attuned to every sound, every vibration beneath her skin. Something had shifted in the past few days, subtle but undeniable—a pulse in her blood, an echo in the depths of her being that she could not yet name, and the twin currents inside her stirred as if recognizing a force older than herself. She had felt it first in the quiet of her private chambers, a tremor that seemed to come from within the very marrow of her bones, and then again in the bond she shared with Derek and Jax, where every heartbeat and breath reverberated with something ancient, something hungry and curious.She paused at the balcony, leaning lightly against the stone railing as her eyes traced the dark outlines of the mountains and the forest beyond. The air was thick with the scent of wolves and rain, and the distant calls of the pack carried o

The night had settled over Montenegro like a heavy cloak, and the castle corridors echoed faintly with the distant calls of wolves, their voices low and mournful, yet somehow steady, as if sensing the tremors of the currents that now moved through the land and through Raya herself. She stood on the balcony of her private chambers, the cold stone under her palms grounding her as she gazed at the darkened forest beyond. The twin currents inside her pulsed in quiet anticipation, each beat a reminder of the life, the bond, and the power that stirred within her, while the memory of the prophecy weighed heavily, whispering truths she could not yet see.Derek approached silently, his presence unwavering, and Raya felt the familiar tension in the pit of her stomach ease slightly as his shadow fell over her. “You shouldn’t stand out here alone,” he murmured, his voice low, rough with restrained emotion, yet carrying the promise of protection and understanding.“I needed air,” Raya replied soft

The air inside the stone chamber felt heavy that night, not because of heat but because of the decision waiting between them. The torches burned low along the walls and the scent of old cedar and mountain ash clung to the ceiling, yet beneath it all there was something else, something sharp and restless. It was Raya.Or rather, it was the fracture inside her.She sat on the carved wooden seat in the center of the ritual circle, her hands resting on her knees though her fingers would not stay still. Derek stood at her right side, tall and rigid, as if strength alone could hold her together. Jax leaned against the far column, silent, his jaw tight and eyes fixed on her like a guardian who refused to blink.Jale stepped forward slowly, his long cloak brushing the stone floor, and when he finally spoke his voice was calm, but it carried the weight of something ancient.“There is one way,” he said, and the words did not echo, yet they seemed to fill the room completely. “But it has never b

Morning came slowly over Montenegro, pale light spilling across the mountains as if the world itself was unsure whether to celebrate or stay quiet. The ritual chamber remained sealed through the night, guarded from outside interference, yet inside it no one had slept.Raya lay on a low cot near the center of the room, her breathing steady now but fragile, like a flame still learning how to burn on its own. Derek had refused to leave her side, sitting close enough that his knee brushed the wooden frame, while Jax stood near the far wall at first, silent and alert, before exhaustion finally forced him to sit as well.Jale remained by the entrance, eyes closed in meditation, ensuring the currents of energy in the chamber had truly settled.The silence felt different than it had before.It was not heavy, it was clean.Raya stirred just as the first full beam of sunlight reached her face. Her lashes fluttered and she inhaled more deeply than she had since the ritual ended. The breath came