All Chapters of ICE- The Alpha’s Unwanted OMEGA: Chapter 81 - Chapter 87

The tundra's frost seemed to seep into the very marrow of my bones that night. I paced the balcony of the Silvercrest Citadel, staring out at the frozen jagged peaks of the Kingdom of Valeria. Sleep was a ghost I couldn't catch. My mind was a chaotic storm of ice and doubt, centered entirely on one wolf: Collins Parker.I hadn’t scented the pup that Mason claimed looked like Collins. The thought of a hidden daughter—a secret heir—gnawed at my insides like a hungry winter wolf. Was she a stray he’d brought into his pack, or was she blood? My instincts, honed by years of leading the Silvercrest Holdings, screamed that Collins was masking a scent he didn't want me to track. I knew I couldn't trust a single word that fell from his lips, not anymore.Even his claim that he’d scorched Chloe’s hands on purpose felt like a jagged lie. I knew the steel of his character; he was too proud to play with boiling water like a common rogue. And yet, Chloe... I felt a surge of revulsion recalling how

I knew I’d have to face that ice-queen eventually. Shea was fading, and Chloe Bennett’s surgical skills were the only thing that could mend her mind. As the primary Alpha protecting the Silvercrest lineage, I couldn’t afford to be too ruthless with the woman who claimed to be my mate—no matter how much I wanted to snap at her games.About thirty minutes after I’d retreated from the banquet hall, Brandon Hayes’ scout emerged from the lodge. He wasn’t alone. A rowdy pack of executives followed him, led by the golden-haired rogue, Mike."Our Director of Operations is leading the charge to the subterranean tavern to keep the ale flowing," Brandon’s scout whispered, clapping Brandon on the shoulder. "I remember you can hold your spirits, Hayes. Join us. I’m beginning to think he’s more of a brother-in-arms to Collins than a lover... usually, a mated pair doesn't act this distant. Follow the scent when you’re drinking with him."Brandon was stunned, yet a spark of hope flared. If Mike was m

The den was silent as the winter moon reached its peak. Layla sat up in her furs and pulled a small block of dark chocolate from beneath her pillow. "Grandpa Elio told me to sneak this to you, Hayden," she whispered, her voice like the rustle of dry snow. "He was worried your stomach would be growling after the Alpha’s punishment. Hurry up and finish it before the scent spreads!"Hayden shook his head, his jaw set. He was a wolf who took his lashings with pride.Layla’s hand vanished back under the pillow, fumbling through the wool. Suddenly, she produced a second, identical square of chocolate."This one is from Dad," she murmured, her eyes wide. "He’s worried about your strength, too. Just eat one of them, Hayden! We can split the other. Please?""Did Dad really tell you to bring that to me?" Hayden asked, his eyes narrowing as he analyzed the two wrappers. They were from the same hoard."That’s right! Actually, they’re both from Dad. He told me to say the first one was from Grandpa

The primal snarls of those rogues were meant for each other, not for him. Why had she reacted as if she were under the knife?"The streets are too volatile today, Hayden! We are returning to the academy grounds this instant!"The instructor tightened her grip on Hayden’s arm, hauling him away from the scent of fresh blood.That afternoon, I steered my sled toward the High Council’s Enforcement Bureau.Five cycles ago, Andrew Parker’s brother, Victor Brooks—before he had pledged himself to his husband—had bled Parker Industries of nearly three hundred million gold marks before vanishing into the untamed Northern wastes.Despite the trail of evidence being clear as a winter moon, the local enforcers were toothless. The territory Victor had fled to was a lawless expanse that recognized no Valeria extradition treaties, meaning he was safe from our claws as long as he stayed within those jagged borders. Furthermore, Victor had scrubled his scent and assumed an entirely new identity once he