All Chapters of ALPHAS of the PEAK: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

“Maybe she scented the feast early…”When his muzzle trailed toward the hollow of my throat, an alarm went off in my skull. This was treacherous on every instinctual level, and I was cursing my own wolf for letting what had started as a tactical ruse begin to feel like a fated pull. My thoughts were howling so loudly that I barely registered his next low rumble.“Why is your spirit so frantic to break the hunt?”“Because…” I trailed off, my focus splintering under the heat of his skin. “Because you make me… on edge.” I finally managed to plant my palms against his leather-clad chest, preparing to shove him back into the shadows. “Will you please release me from this cage?”I half expected him to tighten his grip and keep me pinned against the masonry, but he slowly retreated, a shadow of an unreadable emotion crossing his features.“Go and see if it is Serena at the gate,” he said, his voice surprisingly gentle before he turned and stroed back toward the sanctuary of his quarters.I s

I cast a sharp gaze toward the other males, tracking the scent of their shifting moods. Grant and Preston both radiated a smug satisfaction at our staged proximity, the former wearing a jagged smirk while the other looked as if his wolf was ready to howl with pure delight. Oliver appeared caught in a pleasant stupor, clearly blindsided by this sudden display of bonding. And Jacob, as was his custom, projected a wall of stone-cold indifference.I tore my eyes from the four of them when a sudden mountain breeze ruffled my fur, and with a quick glance at the peaks, I saw heavy, charcoal storm clouds rolling over the ridge. "I should likely return you to your den before the sky breaks," I murmured to Madeline.She tracked the horizon as well, her muzzle wrinkling at the scent of the impending deluge. "Wise council. Grant me a moment to gather my leathers, and we can make for the trail." She untangled her limbs from mine and jogged back into the ancestral manor.Grant’s gaze followed the s

“A revel?” I questioned, my voice tight. “I wasn’t scented of any gathering for this moonrise.”Grant’s head snapped out from a stone archway to my right, his eyes flashing. “Little wolf, we are on the Silver Coast,” he drawled, rolling his shoulders as he snared my wrists and hauled me into the den with him. “Did your instincts truly suggest we’d migrate this far just to go dormant? This cycle is purely for the hunt. It’s the final feast before we are buried under pack duties, border patrols, and Alpha trials. Every pup in the territories knows the lore.”Every pup but the outcast, apparently. “I suppose I should have tracked that logic.” I shrugged, sinking into one of the massive, pelt-covered benches. “But we have a few heartbeats before the first kill is brought in, right? The sun is still high.”“Precisely, sugartits.” Grant dropped down beside me, heavy muscle pressing against my side as he slung a thick arm over my frame. “That gives Harrison some time to settle his wolf after

"Indeed, I do." A fractured, genuine curve touched his mouth. "More than the moon itself."Then his lips ghosted against mine in a caress so tentative it felt as if he braced for my claws to strike. I never imagined a cycle where Harrison Cole feared a rejection, especially mine, yet the vulnerability was laid bare. I remained in a state of sensory shock, my internal compass spinning at how utterly I’d misread the trail. I couldn't discern if I should feel the wash of relief or the burn of humiliation, or perhaps a cocktail of both, but in this heartbeat, the labels mattered little.The charade of our bond had been slaughtered, though the rebirth was nothing I had predicted.Finally gathering my scattered wits, I began to lean into his heat, but he drifted back, his features tightening as if he were preparing to howl one final confession."Silence your thoughts," I breathed, our lips grazing with every syllable. "Simply… claim me."And so he did, this time with the predatory assurance

My gaze flicked to the heavy timber door of the den. “Vanish into the shadows, Grant.”“In all seriousness, little wolf, it has been several moon-cycles. I’m stunned you haven’t drained the poor male’s life force yet. I know he possesses Alpha stamina, but—by the Great Moon—enough. If his heart stops and he passes to the ancestors, I shall never grant you absolution!”The corners of my mouth twitched downward, as if I were actually weighing Grant’s warning. The last thing Harrison wanted was for me to believe he wasn't prepared for another hunt.“Heed him not,” Harrison rumbled, his large, calloused palms sliding up my bare thighs. “You couldn’t exhaust my wolf even if you possessed the hunger of a thousand winters.”Grant’s heavy fist collided with the oak once more. “Do not force me to breach this sanctuary! I swear by my lineage, I will tear you right off her, Cole!”That brought a jagged, genuine grin to my face. “Who claims he is the one pinning the prey?”“Oh, Goddess,” Grant gr