All Chapters of Alpha's Claim, Omega's Surrender: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

"I should have known better than to let Mars step foot into that viper's nest," Victor Lang muttered, his voice a low vibration of Alpha fury as he gripped the steering wheel of his SUV.He knew the type of wolves that ran Verity Holdings—the kind who saw an independent lead like Mars Reed as an easy target for their territorial games. My face, my history, the way I moved—it was all a beacon for the worst kind of predatory behavior."If Hayden so much as thought about claiming a piece of him, I’ll strip that pack of every acre they own," Victor growled, slamming his phone onto the passenger seat. He didn't bother with a formal request for a meeting; he was heading to the Verity headquarters to catch them before they could hide the evidence of the previous night.Victor felt a sharp sting of inadequacy when he thought of Grant Walker. If the Alpha of the West were here, Verity Holdings would already be ashes. Grant didn't negotiate; he eradicated. Victor, despite his power in the Prosp

"Victor stayed in the Silverwood area after he left my suite, but he didn't exactly head for the airport," Jessa Moore whispered as I leaned against the balcony of the Pacific Crest Resort. "He’s booked a room on the floor below yours. The rumors about Verity Holdings falling apart have him on edge, Mars. He’s been pacing his room like a caged wolf."I rubbed my temples, the dull throb of the silver-sedative hangover still pulsing behind my eyes. "He’s suspicious, Jessa. And he has every right to be. A pack as established as Verity doesn't just vanish because an Alpha gets punched in the jaw."I pulled out my phone and dialed Howard Pierce’s private line. It took three tries before the corporate elder picked up."You heard?" I asked without preamble."The whole Silverwood heard, Mars," Howard’s voice was weary. "Verity Holdings is a ghost town. Their timber rights were absorbed by an offshore entity before the sun was even up. It was a surgical strike.""Who has that kind of reach, Ho

"Do you understand him at all, Lang?""I do," Victor countered, his voice steady despite the Alpha pressure radiating from the man in front of him. "Tell me, Grant, what man doesn't crave to be truly seen? When Mars goes out, I’m the one willing to wait for him at the base of the ridge just to ensure he's safe. I bet you haven't done that once in four years, right?"In Victor’s eyes, Grant Walker was a titan of industry, a wolf forever buried under a mountain of pack ledgers and territorial disputes. How could a man like that ever spare the hours required to simply be present?What Victor failed to realize was that Grant would burn his entire legacy to the ground, cancel every Council summit, and sacrifice his own sleep just to ensure Mars had a moment of peace. Even now, he had moved his entire base of operations to a hidden link just to stay within scent-range of Havencrest."He won't choose you," Grant said, his gold eyes piercing through Victor's posturing. "You’re just another wo

"Grant Walker and Kevin might as well be the true guardians of the Reed Walker Twins at this point. They show more raw dedication to those pups than even their own mother can manage from across the territory. If there’s anyone to blame for this disaster, it’s Mars. He hasn’t paid enough attention to them. He hasn’t spent nearly enough time in their presence. That’s exactly what drove a boy like Langston to vanish into the night.""Jessa, stop the lecture. I'm already drowning in self-reproach. Just tell me Kenneth is making progress.""Kenneth is determined, Mars. He won't stop until Langston is back in the pack. But you need to keep your head on straight."I gripped the phone until my knuckles turned white. I didn't switch it off, even as the flight crew began the final safety checks at the Pacific Crest terminal. I watched the signal bars dwindle, desperation clawing at my throat. Just before the connection died, I refreshed every feed, looking for any trace of a small boy with gold

"What did you just mutter, Alpha?"Kevin’s voice crackled through the comms, barely audible over the roar of the wind hitting the balcony of the Pacific Crest Resort. I shook my head, my eyes fixed on the distant outline of the Silverwood canopy."It was nothing, Kevin. Just get some rest. We move at dawn."I cut the link and threw the phone onto the bed. My mind was a chaotic storm of scent and silver. Sleep was a physical impossibility now. Every instinct in my wolf was screaming at me to reach the Walker Enterprises Tower, to see if this child was a haunting coincidence or a blood reality that changed everything I knew about my past.Jeffrey, for all his flaws, was an obedient sentry when it came to direct Alpha orders. He’d cleared the office and ushered the pup toward a secure wing of the city’s high-end lodging."So, Grant Walker really is your sire, huh?"Jeffrey patted the boy’s head as they walked toward the hotel entrance. Langston looked up, his eyes blinking with a sharp,