All Chapters of The Alpha Who Killed My Family Is My Mate: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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The Ambush Site

Lyra’s POV “You really think you’ll find something the trackers missed?”Donovan’s voice carried over the steady rhythm of hooves as we rode the narrow ridge trail. I didn’t answer immediately. My eyes stayed on the ground ahead of us, where the trail curved around the rocks.“Maybe,” I said at last.Faolan rode just behind my back and snorted softly. “That’s a polite way of saying yes.”Lilith glanced toward me from the other side of the path. “You’re confident for someone who’s never seen the site.” “I’ve seen enough places like it,” I replied.Donovan shifted in the saddle, studying the ridge ahead of us. “Rylan already sent trackers.” “Trackers look for trails,” I said. “I’m looking for something far more serious.”That earned a quiet look from him.Faolan leaned forward slightly over her horse’s neck. “Now that sounds interesting.”Lilith rolled her eyes. “Or cryptic.”The trail narrowed as we climbed higher along the ridge. Trees thinned, leaving patches of exposed stone whe

War Council

“The ambush wasn’t about killing your patrol,” I said as I stepped inside.The council room fell silent almost immediately. Conversations cut off mid-sentence, and several wolves turned toward the doorway where Donovan, Faolan, Lilith, I, and the others had just entered. A long table dominated the center of the room, its surface scarred with old knife marks and years of use. Maps had been spread across it, stones placed along carved lines to mark patrol routes and border posts. At the far end stood Kael.Rylan was beside him, leaning over the table with one hand braced against the wood. Both of them looked up when I approached. The rest of the warriors in the room watched in silence, waiting to hear why I had just interrupted a council meeting.Kael’s gaze rested on me for a moment before he spoke. “Go on.” I moved closer to the table and placed both hands against its edge. The map of Nightfang's territory lay open before us. The ridge pass where the patrol had been attacked was a

The Broken Messenger

“Lyra,” the scout said, breathing hard as he reached us. “You should come see this.”I looked up from the training yard where Donovan and I had been arguing over patrol timing. The wolf who had called my name stood several paces away, shoulders rising and falling with the effort of a hard run. Something about his face made the air feel heavier than it had a moment ago.Donovan noticed it too. “What happened?” he asked.The scout shook his head once, like he didn’t want to say it here. “Eastern ravine.”That was all he said. It was enough.Donovan’s jaw tightened. Faolan and Lilith, who had been leaning against the fence nearby, pushed away from the wood without another word. None of us asked any more questions. The look in the scout’s eyes told us this was not something that could wait.By the time we reached the horses, half a dozen other warriors were already moving. The ride out of the territory’s inner clearing was fast and quiet. No one wasted breath talking while the ground f

The Alpha’s Response

Kael’s POV“If they know our patrol paths, they know where to slip through.”Rylan’s voice cut through the quiet around the war table.The room had gone quiet the moment he spoke. Every wolf standing along the walls shifted their attention toward the map spread across the wood between us.The territory lay carved into the surface. Hills, river bends, ridge passes, and patrol routes marked with small stones that had been moved and replaced a thousand times over the years.One piece of dark slate sat alone near the eastern ridge.That was where Aron had been taken.No one had moved it.Rylan’s finger followed the patrol line slowly until it reached the narrow stretch of trail that cut through the ridge.“They didn’t attack them in open ground,” he said. “They waited until the riders reached the choke point.”One of the older warriors near the wall spoke quietly.“A few wolves shouldn’t be able to break a Nightfang patrol.”Rylan didn’t look up.“They didn’t need to,” he said. “Once the

Uneasy Territory

The training yard was louder than usual that morning, though no one seemed eager to admit it. Steel rang against steel in uneven bursts, and the sound carried farther than it should have across the stone walls. Wolves moved through their drills with a kind of restless intensity, striking harder than necessary, resetting their stances faster than usual. The tension in the air felt like the moment before a storm breaks, when the wind shifts and everyone senses something coming, even if no one says it aloud.Aron’s death had spread through the territory before dawn.Lyra slowed as she stepped through the gate and watched the yard for a moment before joining the others. Normally, the morning drills were loose and loud, filled with friendly insults and the occasional bet on who would land the next hit. Today, the mood had tightened. Conversations stayed low. Every now and then, someone glanced toward the eastern hills beyond the outer walls.The ambush had left its mark.Donovan was near t

The Observation Ridge

“Remind me again why we’re climbing this cursed ridge,” Lilith said from somewhere behind me.The trail curved through the eastern slopes, narrow enough that the horses had to move single file. Loose stones shifted under their hooves as we climbed, sending small rattles down the hillside. I kept my eyes on the ridge ahead, watching the uneven line of rock that cut across the sky.Donovan answered her without turning around.“Because if someone watched Aron’s patrol before the ambush, that ridge is the best place to do it.”Faolan shaded her eyes with one hand and studied the slope above us.“Not the only place.”“No,” Donovan said calmly. “But it’s the highest ground near the pass.”Lilith sighed loudly enough for all of us to hear.“That still doesn’t mean we’ll find anything.”I didn’t answer. The hillside had been bothering me since we started the climb. At first, it was only a feeling, something small and unsettled that tugged at the back of my mind. Then I began noticing details

The Thorn Court

The guards pushed the scout forward, and the man nearly stumbled across the stone floor before catching himself. He dropped to one knee in the center of the chamber, breath still uneven from the ride that had brought him here. Dust clung to his cloak, and sweat had darkened the leather straps across his chest.No one rushed to help him.Magnus sat at the far end of the room, watching.The chamber had grown quiet the moment the doors opened. Wolves lined the walls in loose silence, their attention fixed on the kneeling figure in the middle of the floor. Between them and Magnus stood a long wooden table where a map of the surrounding territories had been spread out earlier that night.The scout bowed his head.“Alpha… the patrol we expected this morning never arrived.”Magnus did not answer immediately.He rose from his chair and crossed the room at an unhurried pace, stopping beside the table. One hand rested on the edge of the wood while he studied the eastern hills marked across the

Fractures

“Tell me again why Rylan thinks dawn patrols are good for morale.”Lilith dropped onto the bench beside me with a groan and leaned back against the wooden rail behind us. The last of the evening light had faded from the training yard, leaving the lanterns along the fence to throw long shadows across the dirt.Faolan snorted from the other end of the bench.“Because he’s not the one waking up before sunrise.”Donovan was standing near the weapons rack, wiping the edge of a practice blade with a strip of cloth that had seen better days. He didn’t bother looking up.“You’re both exaggerating.”Lilith threw him a flat look.“You say that because you actually like riding patrol.”“I like knowing what’s happening around the territory.”Faolan stretched her arms over her head and leaned back until the bench creaked under her weight.“You mean you like being right when trouble shows up?”Donovan gave a faint smile.“That too.”The four of us had drifted toward the training yard after supper,

The Trap

“Remind me again why we’re riding this side of the hills,” Faolan said as her horse drew even with mine.The trail curved upward through a stretch of dry grass and scattered pine. Evening had started to settle over the forest, and the last of the sunlight clung to the upper branches while the ground below was already slipping into shadow.Donovan didn’t turn in the saddle.“Because it’s the route the Alpha gave us.”Faolan clicked her tongue.“That’s not what I asked.”Lilith rode a few lengths behind us and laughed quietly.“You ask too many questions.”“I ask the important ones.”Donovan glanced back then, just long enough to give Faolan a look.“You’ll survive the patrol without knowing every answer.”She opened her mouth to reply, then shut it again when the trail narrowed ahead.The ground climbed toward a low ridge of rock and pine. The path twisted through a tight stretch where the hillside rose sharply on one side and dropped sharply on the other.Donovan lifted his hand.The

Lockdown

We reached the gates well after nightfall.Normally, the return from patrol was quiet and routine. The guards recognized the riders, the gates opened, and the territory settled back into its usual rhythm. Tonight was different. The moment our horses came into view of the torchlight, the guards stepped forward and raised their hands for us to stop.Donovan slowed his horse immediately.“What’s wrong?”The guard approached, recognition already in his eyes.“The Alpha ordered the territory sealed,” he said. “Every patrol is being checked before entering.”Faolan looked up at the walls where extra torches burned along the stone.“That explains the welcoming committee.”The guard stepped aside a moment later and motioned us through.The change inside the walls was impossible to miss.Nightfang’s central courtyard was alive with movement even though the hour was late. Messengers crossed the yard with hurried steps, warriors stood speaking in small groups, and several scouts were already pre

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