บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha's Obsession : บทที่ 151 - บทที่ 160

JORDAN POV“Whatever’s waking up in me… it’s yours now too. Just like the rest of me has always been.”Killian’s words sank into my chest like a brand, hot and permanent. We stood there in the war room, foreheads pressed together, his big hands still gripping the back of my neck like he needed to feel my pulse to believe I was real. Two days without him had left a raw hole in me, and now that he was back—changed, carrying something ancient and wild that my Anchor ability had just laid bare—I couldn’t hold back anymore.I kissed him hard, desperate, tongues sliding deep and messy. He tasted like forest rain and that new green edge that made my wolf snarl with want. “Show me,” he growled against my mouth, voice wrecked. “You read me completely. I felt it. Show me what you saw in me, Jordan. Not words. Touch. I need your hands on me while you do it.”The new dynamic between us ignited like dry tinder. No more careful distance. No more me holding back the full weight of the Anchor because

LORENZO POVThe war room felt too small for the weight of what Ren had just dropped on us.Generational convergence. Three bloodlines woven together before any of us took our first breath. Not random. Not even fate in the way we’d always thought. Designed. I stood against the far wall, arms crossed so tight over my scarred chest that the old wounds pulled, watching Jordan stand between Killian and me like the center of a storm we’d all been born to chase.My mind wouldn’t stop spinning.Eight years.Eight fucking years of bleeding in the shadows, intercepting orders, breaking alliances, burying bodies so the kid could even have a chance to grow up. I’d told myself it was duty. Pack law. The hard call no one else wanted to make. But now? With Ren’s words still ringing in my ears, every memory cracked open under a completely new light.That night eight years ago—the night I intercepted the kill order on a scared, golden-eyed boy who didn’t even know what he carried. I’d moved on pure in

JORDAN POVThe afterglow died instantly.I was still naked, cum from both Killian and Lorenzo leaking down my thighs, body aching in the best and worst ways from the raw, soul-deep heat we’d just shared. The three of us froze in the tangled sheets, the scent of sex and sweat thick in the air. Reef’s words hit like ice water.“They have someone inside the packhouse right now.”Killian was on his feet first, forest-green power flaring around him as he yanked on pants. “Who? How the fuck did they get past the wards?”Lorenzo was already moving, scarred muscles rippling as he grabbed his shirt, eyes dark with that protector rage I knew too well. “Reef, get in here. Now.”The door opened and Reef slipped inside, closing it fast behind him. His face was pale, the new bond thread between us pulsing with urgency and a hint of fear. He didn’t even blink at the obvious evidence of what we’d been doing—cum-stained sheets, bite marks, the three of us half-dressed and breathing hard.“I caught fra

JORDAN POV The room went dead silent after Mara’s revelation. A second operative had been living inside the packhouse since I was a kid. The air felt thick enough to choke on. No one spoke for several long seconds.I finally broke the tension, my voice rough. “How is this even possible, Lorenzo? You’ve been in charge of security for years. How did someone slip through like this without you noticing?”Mara shifted in her seat, looking pale and exhausted. “It wasn’t like with me, Jordan. They weren’t sent in as a plant from the start. This person was already here—already trusted by everyone. The splinter group approached them later, once they saw how deep their roots went. They don’t report often. Only when something big happens. They’ve spent years building the perfect reputation. Helping with everything, you know? Patrols, training the young ones, even comforting pack members after losses. No one would ever suspect them.”Killian’s jaw tightened. He leaned forward, eyes sharp. “Reef,

KILLIAN POV I stared at the sealed envelope in my hands, the weight of everyone’s eyes pressing down on me. “Alright. No one move. We do this carefully.”Jordan leaned in close, his breath warm against my shoulder. “Be careful, Killian. It could be anything.”Lorenzo stood on my other side, tense as a coiled spring. “Open it slowly. Reef, Eli—watch the door. Mara, stay back.”My fingers worked the seal open without tearing it. Inside was a single sheet of paper, neat handwriting flowing across it in dark ink. No threats. No demands. Just a short message that sent ice down my spine.I read it aloud, voice low and steady. “You’re looking in the wrong direction. Mara isn’t your greatest mistake. Trust is.”Silence hit the room like a hammer. I passed the letter around, watching each face.Jordan took it first, scanning the words twice. “Nobody recognizes this handwriting? It’s too clean, too controlled. Not shaky, not rushed.”Lorenzo shook his head. “I’ve seen thousands of reports ove