All Chapters of The Alpha’s Shattered Mate: Her Secret Triplets: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The transition back to my human form was agonizing. Usually, a shifter’s first transformation after years of suppression is a slow, bone-breaking ordeal, but the poison accelerated everything. I collapsed onto the cold marble, my skin steaming as the white fur retreated."Elara!" Killian’s voice was a raw, jagged sound.I felt his massive hands catch me before I hit the floor. He pulled me against his chest, his heat the only thing keeping me grounded as the world began to spin. Around us, the Council was in an uproar, but Killian’s focus was a singular, burning point on me."Get the royal physician! Now!" he roared, his command shaking the very foundations of the hall."The children," I managed to choke out, my voice raspy and thin. The Wolfsbane was already starting to paralyze my vocal cords. "Are they... safe?""They are safe, Elara. I have them," Killian whispered, his forehead pressing against mine. I could feel his tears, hot and frantic, hitting my cheeks. "You saved them. You

The air in the palace corridors had changed. The usual hum of activity was replaced by a heavy, unnatural silence that felt like a thick blanket over my senses. As I sprinted toward the inner sanctum, I didn't smell the Iron Fang soldiers. The Northern Coven’s magic was working: a shimmering veil of illusion that masked the presence of the predators now prowling through the halls of the Silver Moon.I skidded around the final corner, my claws digging into the polished floor. My heart stopped.The two elite guards Killian had stationed at the sanctum entrance were not dead, but they were not awake. They stood like statues, their eyes rolled back in their heads, silver smoke curling from their ears."Leo! Maya!" I screamed, slamming my palm against the biometric scanner.The door hissed open. I burst inside, but I wasn't greeted by the warmth of the living area. The temperature had dropped to freezing, and a thick, purple mist was swirling around the legs of the furniture."Mommy!" Maya

The victory of the Silver Moon was not a loud, boisterous affair. It was the quiet, heavy relief of a pack that had looked into the abyss and seen a white light staring back. As the fires were extinguished and the Iron Fang prisoners were marched to the subterranean holding cells, a strange hush fell over the capital.I sat in the royal library, the smell of ancient parchment and beeswax a welcome escape from the lingering scent of ozone and copper in the hallways. My side was tightly bandaged, the broken rib a dull ache that reminded me I was still very much flesh and bone, despite the legends being whispered in the streets.Killian had wanted me to rest, but the look in the witch’s eyes before she vanished had burned a hole in my peace. The legends did not mention she was a mother. It wasn't just a taunt. It was an observation of a missing piece of a puzzle.The Royal Archives were a labyrinth of sliding ladders and floor to ceiling shelves, containing every scrap of history the Lyc

The distance between the human city and the Silver Moon borders felt like an ocean of tar. As a white wolf, my speed was legendary, but every second spent on the highway was a second my children were alone with a predator. I pushed my body until my lungs felt like they were filled with crushed glass and my paws bled against the asphalt.Hold on, Leo, I projected into the void, hoping the fledgling bond between mother and pup was strong enough to reach them. Mommy is coming.The palace was in a state of absolute chaos when I finally crested the final hill. Smoke billowed from the lower vents, and the air was thick with the copper tang of blood and the sour, rotting smell of Coven magic. I didn't stop for the guards at the gate. I was a white blur of teeth and fury, leaping over the barricades and diving straight into the service entrance that led to the sub-basement.The bunker was designed to withstand a nuclear blast, but as I reached the final reinforced door, I saw that the Coven h

The ruins of Crestwood Memorial smelled of burnt plastic and high-grade accelerant. Where the administrative wing once stood, there was now a blackened skeleton of steel and shattered glass. Fire crews were still dampening the hotspots, their hoses hissing against the hot debris, but to the humans, this was just an electrical fire. To me, it was a crime scene of cosmic proportions.Killian stood beside me, his presence a dark, silent shadow against the flashing red lights of the emergency vehicles. His jaw was set so tight I thought his teeth might shatter."The server room is gone, Elara," he said, his voice a low vibration that barely carried over the sirens. "If they took the backup drives, they have everything.""Not everything," I whispered, my eyes fixed on the third-floor window where my old office had been. "I’m a doctor, Killian. I don't trust digital backups when it comes to the safety of my patients. Especially when my patients are my sons."I moved through the police tape