Todos os capítulos de The Alpha's Fated Kiss: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

ElaraThe Council didn’t wait for the full moon.They never do.I learned that the hard way—when the first scream tore through the clearing just before dawn.I was already awake.Sleep had been impossible after Kael’s ultimatum. Every time I closed my eyes, I felt the bond stretch and tighten like a living wire, humming with danger. Adrian lay beside me on the narrow bed in the cabin Selene had given us, his breathing shallow, restless. Even asleep, his wolf was alert.So when the scream came, I was already moving.Adrian was on his feet before the sound finished echoing, shifting mid-stride as we burst out of the cabin. The predawn sky was bruised purple, mist clinging low to the ground. Wolves poured from every direction: half-shifted, fully shifted, weapons flashing in human hands.“South perimeter!” someone shouted.The smell hit me next.Blood.Fresh. Hot. Wrong.I followed the sound, my heart hammering as adrenaline flooded my veins. The forest seemed to open for me, branches be

ElaraThe forest did not quiet after the last wolf fled.That was the first thing I noticed.Even after the snapping branches faded and the growls dissolved into distant echoes, the air around me still felt wrong—like the woods were holding their breath.I stood in the clearing, chest rising and falling too fast, my fingers trembling slightly at my sides. Moonlight filtered through the branches, turning the mist above the ground silver.Adrian stood a few feet away from me.He hadn’t moved since the last attacker disappeared into the trees.The others were scattered across the clearing—wolves and humans shifting back and forth between forms, checking wounds, whispering to each other in low voices.But Adrian was only looking at me.Not at the blood on my sleeve.Not at the torn ground where the fight had happened.Just me.His gaze was intense enough to make my skin prickle.“You felt it,” he said quietly.It wasn’t a question.I swallowed.“I don’t know what I felt.”That was the tru

ElaraNo one spoke after Kael’s words.The clearing fell into a silence so heavy it pressed against my chest. Even the wolves seemed to hold still, their breathing slow, their glowing eyes fixed on the three people standing at the center of everything.Me.Adrian.Kael.My heart hammered so loudly I was certain everyone could hear it.She belongs to all of us.The words echoed through my head, twisting my stomach into knots.“I don’t belong to anyone,” I said.My voice sounded small compared to the weight of the moment, but it still broke the silence like a stone through glass.Kael’s silver eyes flicked back to me.For a moment, his expression remained unreadable.Then the corner of his mouth lifted slightly.“Interesting,” he murmured.Adrian stepped forward, placing himself firmly between me and Kael.“That wasn’t a suggestion,” Adrian said coldly.Kael didn’t look intimidated.In fact, if anything, he seemed amused.“You’ve always been territorial, Adrian,” he said lightly. “But y

ElaraThe first thing I noticed about the hunters was their confidence.They didn’t rush.They didn’t panic at the sight of dozens of wolves surrounding them.They simply stepped into the clearing like they had expected to find exactly this.Exactly us.My stomach twisted.“They’re not afraid,” I whispered.Adrian’s voice was low beside me.“They should be.”But something in his tone told me he wasn’t completely sure.The hunters continued spreading out slowly, their black uniforms blending into the shadows of the forest. Moonlight flashed against their weapons—long silver blades, crossbows loaded with shining bolts, and guns with unfamiliar markings.Silver.Every weapon carried the faint, unmistakable glow of it.The wolves reacted instantly.Growls rippled through the clearing like thunder.Low.Deep.Dangerous.The hunters didn’t flinch.The tall man leading them stepped forward again, boots crunching against fallen leaves.He looked completely calm.Which made him the most terrif

ElaraThe first thing I noticed about the vehicles was the smell.Burning metal.Oil.And something sharp that made my nose sting the moment the armored trucks rolled into the clearing.Silver.So much silver that the air itself felt poisonous.The wolves reacted instantly.Growls erupted everywhere.Low.Angry.But beneath the anger was something else.Pain.Even standing several feet away from the machines, I could feel the wolves shifting uneasily. Some backed away slightly, their ears flattening against their heads.Silver did more than kill wolves.It weakened them.The hunter leader stepped calmly toward one of the vehicles as if he had all the time in the world.“You see,” he said casually, glancing back at us, “wolves always think the forest belongs to them.”A spotlight snapped on.Blinding white light flooded the clearing.Several wolves recoiled immediately, snarling as the brightness burned their sensitive eyes.My own eyes watered.Adrian’s grip tightened on my arm.“Stay