Alle Kapitel von His Forbidden Mate: Hiding the Alpha's Secret Heir: Kapitel 21 – Kapitel 30

"She's a descendant of the First Moon."The emissary’s terrified whisper hung in the freezing mountain air, freezing the blood in my veins.Dominic didn’t hesitate though. He seized the Lycan emissary by the throat, the pristine white coat part made it even worse honestly, and just hauled him up like he weighed nothing. "Explain," Dominic snarled, silver flecked eyes burning with this lethal kind of intent , like, don’t lie to me, not for a second. "Now.""The First Moon..." the emissary choked, clutching a burned wrist. His voice shook, more breath than sound. "The original matriarch, of our kind. The one who gave the first wolves their human shapes. Her bloodline is pure magic, it can bend and fold any werewolf or Lycan to her absolute will. We figured the line got hunted down to extinction centuries ago, but then— that white-hot energy... only a true descendant could take it, could wield it."Dominic shoved him away, rough and careless. He spun toward me, his chest rising, falling,

[Sophie’s POV]The crushed pieces of the tablet fell from Dominic’s hand, clattering against the polished hardwood floor. The joyful, golden warmth of our pregnancy was instantly swallowed by the freezing, terrifying reality of a new war."Vampires," I breathed, the word feeling wrong in my mouth, too slick, almost. "I thought they were only myths to keep pups in line.""They are the oldest parasites on this earth, Sophie," Dominic said, and his silver eyes hardened like ice chips trying to bite. He looked to Marcus. "Lock down the estate. Double the perimeter guards. No Lycan Lord leaves or enters until I say so. We cannot risk a breach while the Luna is still vulnerable.""Dominic," I cut in, my voice steady in that way that comes from not wanting to break, even if fear were churning in my stomach. "I am not hiding in some vault. Not again."He turned fully toward me, Alpha instincts screaming to shield his pregnant mate like it was law, not choice. "Sophie, you’re carrying my child

The armored SUV didn't slow down for the perimeter checkpoint. Silas’s driver slammed the reinforced grill of the truck directly through our own iron gates, tearing the metal off its hinges.The Steele Estate was a graveyard. No , really, it felt like one.Dozens of elite Lycan guards—guys I had watched that morning laughing and running drills—lay sprawled across the snow covered lawn.Their bodies looked drained, utterly drained, their skin a translucent grey like something peeled thin. And the mansion… it should’ve been blazing, warm golden light everywhere, but now it was drowned in an absolute, unnatural dark. Even the air felt wrong, suffocatingly freezing, with that sharp metallic smell of ancient death hanging around like a bad memory.“Ethan!” Dominic roared, kicking the heavy armored door open before the truck had even finished creeping to a full stop.He shifted halfway , claws stretching , golden eyes flaring as we sprinted up the marble steps, then burst through the shatte

[Sophie’s POV]The sterile, bright lights of the underground pack infirmary were a stark contrast to the blood and ash covering the floors above.I’m lying on a crisp white examination table, Dominic’s huge, soot-stained hand fully swallowing mine like it was nothing. He wouldn’t even try to wash the vampire ash off, or the dried blood from his torn clothes. Not once. His golden eyes, with those dark flecks of silver that never really settle, were locked on the ultrasound monitor like he could glare it into obeying.Dr. Vance, the pack’s new head physician, moved the wand over my bare, still-flat stomach. His face went pale, his brow pinched up in disbelief, like the screen was lying to him.The sound wasn’t that slow, steady thump-thump I expected from some brand new heartbeat. No. It came out like fast, thrumming hummingbird wings, a ringing echo that made my own chest hum along with it.“I’ve never seen anything like this in all my years of pack medicine,” Dr. Vance murmured, adjus

[Sophie’s POV]The library doors, heavy oak ones, slammed open so hard the wood cracked , like it was tired of holding itself together.Dominic barged inside, right after shifting back to his human skin. He was soaked, sweat mixing with melting snow and the blood from the men he’d been forced to put down. Not just theirs. It was everywhere, in the air, on him, like the room had been dragged through something ugly.A silver bullet had grazed his shoulder. A jagged, angry red. Still, he didn’t even look at it. His feral golden eyes snapped straight to the silver-tinged blood sliding from my nose."Sophie!" Dominic roared, crossing the room in one wild blur.He dropped to his knees in front of me, massive hands shaking as they cupped my face. The terror pouring off him was suffocating, absolute , like the world tightened around my ribs. He wiped the glowing silver trail off my chin with his thumb, and his chest rose and fell in frantic bursts as he checked me for anything, anything physi