All Chapters of THE CAMPUS ALPHA’S WOLFLESS MATE : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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The Exchange

The phone clattered from my hands. Hit the floor. Nobody moved to pick it up.Aunt Clara. The only family I had left. Tied up. Terrified. Because of me.“No,” Lycian said. Reading my face. “Absolutely not. You’re not going.”“She’s my aunt. He has her because of me.” My voice sounded distant. Wrong. “I have to go.”“It’s a trap. Obviously. He’ll kill you both the second you arrive.” Lycian grabbed my shoulders. Gentle despite his desperation. “We find another way.”“There is no other way. He said alone. If I bring backup, she dies.” Tears burned my eyes. “I can’t lose her. She’s all I have.”“You have me. You have this pack. You have a whole life here.” His hands framed my face. “Don’t throw that away.”“I’m not throwing anything away. I’m saving my family.” I pulled back. Looked at Thaddeus. “Where would he take her? Where’s he been hiding?”Thaddeus was quiet. Thinking. Finally, “We’ve tracked him to an abandoned warehouse. Industrial district. Twenty minutes from here.”“Then that’

Becoming Luna

Beeping woke me. Steady. Rhythmic. A heart monitor.I tried to open my eyes. My lids felt heavy. Like someone had glued them shut.“She’s waking up.” Lycian’s voice. Rough. Exhausted. “Get Dr. Rivera.”Footsteps. Running. Then hands on mine. Warm. Familiar.“Come on, baby. Open your eyes. Let me see you.” His thumb stroked my knuckles. “Please.”I forced my eyes open. Bright light stabbed through my skull. I winced. Blinked.Lycian’s face came into focus. He looked terrible. Dark circles. Unshaven. Hair a mess. But his eyes were the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.“Hey,” I whispered.“Hey yourself.” His smile was shaky. Relieved. “You scared the hell out of me.”“How long?”“Four days. You’ve been out for four days.” He lifted my hand. Kissed my knuckles gently. “Two bullets. Surgery. Infection. Dr. Rivera said you were close to not making it.”Four days.Dr. Rivera entered. Checked monitors. Examined my bandages. Both shoulders were wrapped.“You’re lucky to be alive,” she said.

The Cost of the Crown

Three months later, my shoulders had healed. The scars remained. Two on each side. Proof of everything I’d survived.I traced them in the mirror some mornings. Remembered the pain. The fear. The choice to save Aunt Clara no matter the cost.“Stop overthinking,” Lycian said. Coming up behind me. Wrapping his arms around my waist. “They’re just scars. They don’t define you.”“They kind of do. Every time someone sees them, they’ll know what happened. What I went through.”“Good. Let them know. Let them see you survived.” He kissed my shoulder. Right over one scar. “You’re a warrior. These prove it.”I turned in his arms. “When did you become so wise?”“I’ve always been wise. You just didn’t notice because you were too busy being stubborn.”I laughed. Kissed him. The bond hummed between us. Steady. Strong. Perfect.My first official day as Luna started at nine. I’d spent weeks preparing. Learning pack business. Understanding hierarchies. Memorizing names and faces.Elena had coached me th

Echoes of Murder

We spent the rest of the day in emergency meetings. Planning. Strategizing. Preparing for a threat we couldn’t fully see yet.Sienna laid out everything they knew. Names. Faces. Three wolves from Shadowcrest Pack. All with ties to organized crime. All dangerous.“Victor Kane. Pack enforcer. Did the actual killing. Thomas Reed. Arranged the accident. Made sure it looked legitimate. And Diana Cross. She coordinated everything. Covered their tracks.”I stared at their photos. Memorized every feature. These people had killed my parents. Destroyed my family. Left me alone.“Where are they now?” Lycian asked. Voice cold. Deadly.“Kane is in Shadowcrest territory. Reed moved to the Midwest. Different pack. Diana disappeared two years ago. No one knows where.” Sienna pulled up more documents. “But our sources say they’re aware of Elowen. Know she’s Luna. They’ve been watching her rise through the pack.”“So they might strike,” Thaddeus said. “Eliminate the daughter like they did the parents.”

The Trap Is Set

Lycian snatched the phone from my hand. Read the message. His eyes went pure gold.“We’re going back. Now.” He was already turning the car around. “This ends tonight.”“Wait. Think.” Cade leaned forward from the backseat. “Diana wants us to react. Emotional. That’s when we make mistakes.”“She just threatened Elowen. Directly. We don’t wait for her to make the first move.” Lycian’s knuckles were white on the steering wheel.“She’s baiting you. Both of you. Trying to draw you out.” Damien pulled out his phone. “Let me call Sienna. Get her tracking this number.”We pulled over. Sat in a parking lot while Damien made calls. My hands shook. I clasped them together. Tried to breathe.Diana had killed my parents. Watched me grow up from the shadows. And now she was coming for me. Had been planning it. Waiting.“Why now?” I asked. Voice thin. “Why wait fifteen years just to threaten me?”“Because you weren’t a threat before,” Cade said. “You were nobody. Just a human girl. But now you’re Lun

What Justice Costs

I ran.Lycian’s wolf stood between me and Diana’s pack and me. Golden fur bristling. Snarling. Protecting me while I escaped.But I couldn’t leave him. Couldn’t run while he fought alone.Twenty wolves against one. Even an Alpha couldn’t win those odds.Through the bond, I felt his desperation. His absolute command. Run. Please. Just run.Then our security team crashed through the trees. Cade. Damien. Ten Valor wolves. All shifting. All are joining the fight.The clearing exploded into chaos. Snarling. Snapping. Bodies colliding. Blood is spraying across leaves and dirt.I pressed against a tree. Watching. Useless. Human in a wolf fight.Diana stood apart. Watching too. She hadn’t shifted. Just observed that this was entertainment.Our eyes met across the clearing. She smiled. Started walking toward me.Calm. Confident. Knowing none of the fighting wolves could stop her without breaking formation.I looked around desperately. Found a branch. Heavy. Solid. Not much of a weapon but some

Still Watching

I stared at the symbol. The wolf with silver eyes. It looked hand-drawn. Deliberate. Important.“I’ve seen this before,” I said. Getting out of bed. Finding my mother’s journal. “Here. She drew it everywhere. In the margins. On blank pages. Like she was obsessed with it.”Lycian compared the photo to the journal. His expression darkened. “This isn’t just a random drawing. It’s a mark. A signature. Used by a very specific group.”“What group?”“The Silvermoon Collective. Ancient organization. Older than most packs. They operate in shadows. Control things without being seen.” He set down the journal. “My father told me about them once. Said they were dangerous. That crossing them meant death.”“And my parents were connected to them?” My voice came out hollow. “How? Why?”“I don’t know. But we need to find out.” He grabbed his phone. Called Thaddeus despite the late hour. “We have a problem. Get to my place. Now.”Thaddeus arrived within minutes. Still dressed from the celebration. He to

Inherited Power

“Cancel the wedding,” Lycian said immediately. Voice hard. Final.“What? No.” I stared at him. “We’re not canceling because they’re watching.”“They just threatened us. Directly. At our wedding, we’ll be exposed. Vulnerable. Perfect targets.” He was already pulling out his phone. “We postpone. Move it somewhere private. Somewhere we control.”“Or we use it. Like we used the spring gathering.” I grabbed his phone before he could call anyone. “They want us scared. Reactive. Let’s give them the opposite. Confidence. Control.”“You want to use our wedding as bait?” His eyes flashed gold. “Absolutely not.”“Not bait. A message. That we’re not afraid. That they can watch all they want but they can’t stop us.” I softened my voice. “I’m tired of living in fear. I want to marry you. On schedule. In front of everyone.”Through the bond, I felt his war. Protection versus respect. Fear versus love.“We increase security,” he said finally. “Triple what we had at the gathering. Every guest vetted.

The Wedding Day

The morning of my wedding, I woke to rain.Heavy. Relentless. Drumming against windows. The weather forecast had promised sunshine. Clear skies. Perfect conditions.Instead, storm clouds covered everything. Dark and ominous.“It’s a sign,” Aunt Clara said. Helping me into my dress. White silk that Elena had chosen months ago. Before everything changed. “Rain on your wedding day means good luck.”“Or it means the universe is crying for my poor life choices.” I tried to smile. Failed. “I’m marrying into a world of conspiracy and danger. Maybe the rain is appropriate.”“Stop that. You’re marrying a man who loves you. Who’d die for you? That’s rare. Special.” She zipped the back carefully. “Everything else is just noise.”But the noise was deafening. The Collective watched. Waited. The message from yesterday still burns in my mind. We both know you’re lying.They knew I wasn’t really joining them. Knew I was playing a game. But they hadn’t stopped me and hadn’t exposed me.Why?A knock on

Honeymoon

We left for our honeymoon at midnight. Slipped away from the reception while guests were still celebrating. Cade drove us to a private airfield. No commercial flights. Hidden.“Where are we going?” I asked. Still in my wedding dress.“Somewhere they can’t find us. Somewhere off every grid.” Lycian held my hand. “Two weeks. Just us. No phones. No pack business. No Collective.”The plane was small. Private. Luxurious. We boarded quickly. Took off within minutes.I watched the city shrink below us. All the danger. Getting smaller.“I’m sorry,” Lycian said. “Our wedding got crashed by conspiracy terrorists.”“I married you. That’s all that matters.” I leaned against him. “The rest is just noise.”“But we’re married. Bonded. Nothing can change that.”We flew for hours. I dozed against his shoulder. Woke when the plane started descending.Through the window, I saw the ocean. Endless blue. Small islands. Paradise.“Greece,” Lycian said. “Private island. Completely secure. No one knows we’re

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