All Chapters of The Wolf King's Secret Son : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

ARTHUR POVI stood in the shadows, watching Elena as she spoke to the townspeople. Her grace, her ability to comfort and lead them, was something I hadn't expected. It was clear they respected her deeply, and I could see why.Despite the sorrow of losing Elder Marcus, she had managed to hold them together. Yet, even as she guided them with kindness, my mind couldn't stop turning over the image of Lina, my daughter.I wanted to leave, to escape the storm of questions and anger that churned inside me, but I couldn't. Not with all these unanswered questions. Was it insensitive of me to confront Elena while she was grieving? Maybe. But I couldn't walk away without confronting the truth. I had to know why she had kept this from me for so long.When Elena finally came downstairs, the surprise on her face was clear. She hadn't expected me to still be here. Her grief was evident, but so was a kind of steely determination.I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing thoughts."Elena," I s

ELENA POVAfter Arthur left, the clinic felt too quiet, too empty. I walked slowly to Jonah's room, my footsteps heavy with dread. I could hear the soft hum of the machines keeping him stable, but I couldn't mask the sadness that gripped my heart. I looked at his peaceful face and wondered what I would say when he woke up. How could I tell him that his father was gone? I'd seen enough loss to know there were no words that could soften the blow and no way to make it hurt less.I turned away, unable to bear the sight of him lying there, so vulnerable and alone. He would need me when he woke up, and I wasn't sure I could be strong enough. My legs felt heavy as I climbed the stairs to Lina's room.When I pushed open the door, I found her asleep, her small body curled under the blankets. Her soft breathing was the only sound in the room. I sat on the edge of her bed, carefully brushing a stray lock of hair from her forehead.Her eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at me with a sleepy ga

ARTHUR POVI returned to the pack feeling a frustration that gnawed at me from the inside. After so many years, I had finally kissed Elena again. The first time I kissed her, I was drunk. The memory was a blur, but I felt its intensity back then, just as I did now.I wanted her so badly, but instead of bringing her closer, my actions had only pushed her further away. I could still feel the warmth of her lips against mine, but the memory was tainted by the look in her eyes—hurt, anger, and a resolve that I hadn't anticipated. I had expected her to bend, to remember what we once had, or rather could have had, but instead, she stood firm, defiant, and I realized how deeply I had miscalculated.The fear of losing her again gripped me more than anything else. I feared her leaving more than her hatred. I had convinced myself that if I could just get her back to the pack, if I could just have her and Lina with me, everything would be okay. But deep down, I knew that wasn't true. I was trying

ELENA POVNo one can tell you how heavy grief takes a toll on you until you experience it. Jonah had just been discharged, the grief in his eyes cutting deeper than any blade. I had promised myself that I would find justice for his father, but Arthur's threats loomed over me. The fear of that happening gnawed at my mind. But I couldn't afford to be distracted. The people here depended on me.I summoned representatives from the town—shifters and humans alike. There were no formal leaders here, so it was up to us to figure things out. I had a good reputation among them, but I knew that reputation alone wouldn't be enough. I had to lead them and protect them."The shifters should guard inside the mine," I instructed. "The non-shifters should guard the entrance."Carlos, a non-shifter with a stern face and strong build, immediately raised his hand."Elena, that's risky. We don't have the strength to hold off an attack if the rogues come back. We could be killed easily. The shifters should

ELENA POVIt had been a week since everything settled down in the town, and everyone had been working tirelessly to keep the peace. Tom showed up every day, taking shifts to guard the mine, and I appreciated his help, even if I didn't want to admit how much. The rogue wolves hadn't reappeared, and the mine had returned to its usual quiet.But there was one question I couldn't shake—where was Arthur?He had not shown up for one week, and it was driving me crazy not knowing what he was up to. Was he strategizing? Planning something to take Lina away? Or had he simply forgotten about us? I wasn't sure which thought hurt more—the idea that he was plotting against me or that he might have moved on, leaving us behind.But today wasn't the day to let Arthur consume my thoughts. I had work to do, and I couldn't afford distractions.I resumed operations at the clinic after a week of barely being active. It felt good to be back, to focus on helping others instead of worrying about what might co