All Chapters of The Alpha's Obsession : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

LORENZO POV Every wolf in our small group froze as the old man slowly stepped into view from the shadows of the tower. The air felt thick with anticipation and caution. Jordan recognized him immediately from the descriptions given by the scouts. His hair was completely white now, his shoulders slightly bent with age, yet his eyes remained sharp and watchful, carrying the weight of decades.I instinctively moved in front of Jordan, unwilling to trust anyone so easily after everything we had endured. My hand hovered near my weapon. “Who are you? And why have you been leading us here?”The old man simply smiled, a tired but genuine expression that reached his eyes. He raised his empty hands slowly. “I have waited nearly twenty years for this meeting. I apologize for making Jordan come so far to find me. The journey was necessary. The Keeper has eyes everywhere, even now.”Jordan stepped slightly forward despite my protective stance, voice steady but thick with emotion. “Were you the on

KILLIAN POV The journey home was far quieter than the journey there. The weight of everything we had learned pressed down on all of us, but especially on Jordan. He kept glancing at the unopened letters resting safely inside Lorenzo’s bag, fighting every instinct not to tear them open right there on the trail.I stayed close, shoulder brushing his as we walked. “You’re doing well holding back. I know it’s killing you not to read them immediately. Talk to me if the urge gets too strong.”Jordan managed a small, tired smile. “Every part of me wants to know what my parents wrote. Their actual words. Their voices on the page. But Gideon’s warning… it makes sense. If the wrong person learns those letters have resurfaced, they’ll act before the truth can reach the pack. I can wait a little longer. For their sake. For ours. But it’s hard, Killian. Really hard.”Gideon walked with us, his limp more noticeable after the long journey but his voice steady. “The letters contain information capa

JORDAN'S POVFor a while, nobody said anything. Mara stood across from us with her arms hanging stiffly at her sides, and I watched her face, waiting for the smallest crack. A guilty glance would have helped. So would a nervous twitch or one badly chosen word. Instead, she stared back at us while the silence in the lower storage room stretched until Lorenzo finally moved.“Both of you, upstairs,” Lorenzo ordered as he pulled the door open. The two guards outside exchanged a quick look, and one of them started to ask a question, but Lorenzo cut him off. “If anyone asks what happened down here, you know nothing,” he added. The men nodded and disappeared up the stairs, leaving Lorenzo to shut the door and slide the bolt into place himself.“She should be restrained,” Killian said the moment the lock clicked. His eyes never left Mara as he added, “Until we check every name and location she gives us.” Mara gave a quiet laugh, but there was nothing amused about it. “I wondered how long it w

KILLIAN'S POVI read Vale's final sentence three times. By the third, the words had stopped looking real, but their meaning had not improved. “The convergence was never created to destroy the Anchor. It was created to replace him—and Killian is the one they intend to use,” I read again.Jordan looked at Lorenzo and asked, “Can an Anchor be replaced?” Lorenzo shook his head immediately and replied, “Not according to anything Vael taught us.” Eli moved closer as Lorenzo added, “The oldest Anchor said the same thing. Anchor blood is inherited. It passes through a bloodline. You cannot hand it to someone else.”“Vale didn't say transfer,” Mara said. She had returned to the older files and was reading with her finger moving beneath each line. Reef frowned and asked, “What difference does that make?” Mara looked up and replied, “A large one. He said replace.”I dropped the report onto the table and asked, “You want to explain that without making it sound worse?” Mara closed the file and sai

KILLIAN'S POVI did not remember deciding to leave Eli's room. One moment, I was staring at the words written across the empty compartment, and the next, Jordan's hand closed around my wrist before I reached the corridor. “Let go,” I told him, but Jordan tightened his grip and replied, “No.”“Jordan, I mean it,” I warned. Jordan stepped closer and said, “So do I.” Lorenzo shut the bedroom door behind us and added, “If you run now, I will personally drag you back by the neck.” I stared at both of them and asked, “Do neither of you understand what that message means?”“We understand,” Jordan replied. I pulled my wrist from his hand and argued, “Someone entered Eli's room, stole a medical kit Vale prepared for the exact moment your Anchor ability disappears and left a message naming me. What part of that sounds like I should stay beside you?”“The part where they want you to leave,” Mara answered. She stood near the wardrobe, studying the blood instead of me. “If they could simply take y