Lahat ng Kabanata ng RECLAIMING THEIR EX-BREEDER : Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Calla's POV I stood in the big open field just outside the frozen woods. The cold wind blew hard. Snow fell lightly even though it was not a full winter.My body felt tense and it was all because the real trial was about to start.I wore my warm layers and good boots. My long curly brown hair was tied back tight. The golden circlet with the red ruby sat on my head. It felt warm against the cold air.Adele was safe back at the pack house. I hugged her many times before I left. She gave me her stuffed wolf again for luck. I promised I would come back strong. Now I was here alone. With no daughter to protect in the woods. Just me.Tanya stood not far from me. She looked ready in her expensive gear. Her dark hair was under a warm hood. She stared at me with cold eyes. I did not look away. I knew she would do anything to win.The elder stood in front of us with the council. Blade and Brynne were there too. Blade looked angry. His gray eyes watched me hard. Brynne smiled a little. His

Calla's POV I moved through the snow with my wolves. The night was very dark. The full moon gave some light but the cold felt sharper than before. My boots sank deep with every step. My legs hurt. My arm still throbbed from the bullet graze. But I kept walking. We needed a new secure spot before the Alphas came closer.“Stay close,” I told the ten wolves. “No one walks alone. Watch the trees. Listen for footsteps.”They nodded. Their faces looked tired but determined. We found a small valley between two ridges. Thick trees gave cover. A big rock wall blocked the wind on one side. “Here,” I said.The wolves worked quickly. They piled snow into low walls. They cut branches for cover. I helped carry heavy logs. My hands got numb. The marks on my wrists glowed soft blue. They reminded me to stay strong.When the shelter was ready we sat inside. I ate a small piece of dried meat. It tasted like nothing but it gave me energy. The cold made my body shake. I rubbed my arms to keep warm

Calla's POV The small cave under the rocks felt a little warmer now. The tiny fire we made gave soft light and some heat. My ten wolves sat around it. They were resting after the long day. No one had died yet. We were all still here. That was good.I sat with my back against the rock wall. My body hurt everywhere. My leg still stung from the monster scratch. My arm throbbed. The cold had got into my bones. I closed my eyes for a moment and tried to rest my head.One of the wolves stood up. She was a beautiful female wolf with soft gray fur and kind eyes. Her name was Lira. She moved quietly and filled a small cup with water from our pack. She walked over to me and held the cup out.“Here, Lady Calla,” she said softly. “Drink. You need it.”I opened my eyes and took the cup. The water was cold but clean. I drank it slowly. It felt good going down my dry throat. I gave the empty cup back to her.“Thank you,” I said.Lira stayed standing there. She looked at me for a moment. “May I sit

Third Person POV Tanya Knox stared into the dying flames. The small fire gave almost no heat now. The night had grown darker and colder. Her remaining wolves sat close together, their faces pale and tired. The expensive coat she wore was still mostly clean, but her hands shook with barely contained rage.She looked at Ronan, her voice sharp as broken glass. “Push them harder. I want a bigger pack. I want them to tear into Calla’s group tonight.”Ronan’s face was already slick with sweat. He wiped it again, his breath visible in the freezing air. “Your highness, please… I can only beg. If I push too hard…”Tanya stepped forward and grabbed the front of his coat. Her nails dug into the fabric. “Do it. Now. Tell them Calla’s wolves are weak. Tell them there is fresh blood and easy meat. Make them go after her. I do not care how.”Ronan swallowed hard. He stepped away from the fire and raised his hands. His lips moved in the old, whispering words. His fingers traced strange patterns

Third Person POV Calla walked beside Lira through the deep snow. The cold bit at her skin, but the heat from Blade’s tongue still lingered on her neck like a brand. Her thighs felt damp and uncomfortable under the layers of her clothing. Every step sent a small jolt through her body. She could still feel the twins watching from the shadows. If not that the other wolves would have found her weird the urge to raise her finger at them was incredibly strong:They reached the small camp. The other wolves were resting near the weak fire. Some slept while the others kept watch of what was going on. Lira helped Calla sit on a log covered with a spare blanket. The warmth from the fire was small but welcome.Calla paused. She stared into the flames for a long moment. Something felt wrong. The encounter with the twins had been too strange. Why haven’t they captured her? They had not dragged her back to the monitors. They had simply left. Wasn’t that the whole purpose of this trial in the