All Chapters of Throne of Wolves : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Luara's POV A few gasps were heard as we all stared at the young boy, holding onto my belly gently. He stood staring at me fiercely but not in anger, but adamant that I was carrying his mate. I looked up at Bryan, who was staring down at Melvin intensely before staring back at me, just as confused as I was. "How is this possible?" I said out loud, a question that was swirling around my mind again and again. My daughter began kicking which made the young boy hold tighter, moving his small hands to follow her kicks. "No." Bryan stated, staring down at Melvin. "Mine." Maverick repeated. "No." Bryan demanded, his voice tight and insistent. His eyes splitting into slits as he stared down at the young boy as Melvin's expression echoed his. Bryan lowly growled in warning, from the look on his face he could kill. His anger showed, and I moved to stand up as Melvin mother who I now realised was Prince's mate, grabbed him, pulling him besides her. "Have you told your son to do this?" Br

Luara’s POV Time had been passing quickly; it had been nearly a month since we came home from my father’s territory. I was a few days away from the 13th week of my pregnancy, meaning I only had three more to go. To say I was petrified would be an understatement, but with Bryan and Melvin by my side, it felt slightly easier. Melvin had been staying on our territory a lot over the past few weeks. Our arrangement with Prince and Elena was that he would be here from Monday to Wednesday, but every time it was time for him to go home, it seemed like an uphill battle. He would throw a complete toddler strop, kicking up a fuss until Bryan lost his temper. It was a complex situation, and it was only going to get worse the longer it continued. With our daughter yet to be born, Bryan’s frustration was growing. We were all concerned that eventually, the mate bond would force them to be together constantly. We were due to speak to Prince tomorrow, as Melvin was set to arrive in a few days. To

Bryan’s POV I stood abruptly, catching my daughter as Luara’s grip went slack and her body went limp. A pack nurse rushed over immediately, taking her gently from my arms while I stared down at my mate in panic. My heart hammered violently in my chest. I grabbed the heart monitor, watching her pulse weaken, each beat fading slower than the last. Her chest rose and fell faintly, every second dragging like an eternity. I swung my gaze toward Greg, my voice low and deadly. “Do something. Bring her back!” I growled, stepping toward him. He recoiled, moving quickly around the bed to stay out of my line of sight. “Alpha, you need to calm down,” he said weakly, hands raised in a futile attempt to placate me. “Bring her back,” I repeated, my voice deep, husky, and frightening. I glared at him, letting my wolf’s fury radiate from me. Greg nodded, moving cautiously around me. He grabbed more wires and began attaching them to Luara’s chest, his hands steady despite my presence. I took sev

Bryan’s POVTorey smirked slightly as he turned to me.“They won’t be expecting this,” he said.We all sat in my office, going over the plan. Torey and Prince agreed it would be best to strike in the unclaimed territory. It provided more protection for our wolves since Melinda and Alec were hiding between my border and Prince’s.Prince frowned as I shared the information. Our trackers were still observing, providing updates every few hours. They’d reported roughly forty rogues coming in and out of an abandoned warehouse deep in the woods, overhearing Alec discussing plans to take my Alpha title. I chuckled darkly at his deluded arrogance.After hours of strategizing, we agreed to strike first. Thankfully, we had the element of surprise. Maxwell would stay behind with my pack, protecting my territory, Luara, and our daughter, while Torey, Prince, and I led our warriors into action.Since the rogues were holding back, we assumed they weren’t fully prepared. We didn’t want to give them m

Bryan’s POVMy eyebrows furrowed deeply, the words from the panicked teenager echoing in my mind. A dark growl rumbled from deep within my chest, tightening as rage took full control.I turned, scanning Andrew, then Allen, and finally my mate, all of them frozen with wide eyes.“Stay here with them.” I barked.Andrew obeyed instantly, retreating into the cell, and I slammed the door shut, locking them inside. I didn’t trust Andrew’s mate with Luara, not now—not with Alec taking advantage of the chaos. This attack was too convenient, too precise, and I wouldn’t leave my Luna alone with a rogue.“Bryan!” Luara shouted, pressing against the small window in the door, but I only gave her a quick glance before sprinting out.I grabbed the boy by the arm, dragging him behind me as we ran toward the exit.“Go straight to the pack house,” I instructed, voice low and commanding. “You know where the safe room is. Help everyone get in there, and don’t come out until I say so.”He nodded frantical