All Chapters of Saved by the Alpha: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

ArselPeace began with a table that was too small.Three weeks after the battle, we gathered in Crescent’s old council chamber.The building had barely survived the hunters’ attack. Mother insisted on repairing it before receiving the delegates, but Elaine refused.“Let them see what the war left behind,” my mate said. “I don’t want them signing an agreement inside a room so perfect they can pretend none of this ever happened.”She was right.So we placed a long table over a floor still marked by ash.On one side sat the supernatural representatives: Alphas from the northern and southern packs, vampire leaders, coven delegates, Amelie’s fairies, lesser shifters, and two elders who spoke for the creatures of the forest.On the other side sat the humans.And not all of them were politicians.Elaine

ArselElaine decided to create a network of children’s homes the day a little girl bit Isaac.The girl was six years old, with black hair, human eyes, and vampire fangs. No one knew exactly what she was. She had been found in an illegal shelter with seventeen other minors rescued after the Bridge Agreement was signed.There were no names in the records.Only numbers.The girl was Thirteen.Isaac approached her with a blanket and a smile that was far too big. She interpreted his wolf fangs as a threat, lunged at his arm, and bit down with all her strength.My brother screamed.“She’s eating me!”“You’re an adult Alpha,” Isaiah said. “She weighs thirty pounds.”“She has vampire teeth!”Dayma carefully pulled the girl away, sat on the floor, allowed her vampire eyes to ap

ArselOn the morning of my wedding, I woke before the sun.It was not because I was nervous.Or so I kept telling myself as I paced the room for the fifth time.“You look terrible,” my brother said as he walked in.“Good morning to you too.”“Did you sleep?”“Yes.”“Liar.”Isaiah appeared behind him carrying a wooden box.“Mother said we weren’t supposed to argue with you.”“Then leave.”“She also said we had to keep you from escaping.”“Where exactly do you think I would go?” I asked, confused.“To a battlefield. That is your usual response to complicated emotions,” Isaac said.I threw a pillow at him.My brothers laughed.That laughter was the first gift of the day.Watching them argue over the position of a tie was a kind of miracle no Goddess needed to announce.Isaiah opened the box.Inside was my father Axel’s brooch.A family heirloom.“Mom said she kept it,” Isaiah said. “She thought you might want to wear something of his.”I picked up the brooch.My biological father had die

ArselOur honeymoon took place in a natural sanctuary hidden among the mountains, protected by a barrier that only allowed entry to those who carried no intent of conquest.We arrived through a portal at dawn.Elaine took two steps, breathed in the damp air, and went still.“What is it?” I asked.“It’s peaceful,” she whispered.She was not talking about silence.She meant balance.“Amelie said this place might help you rest,” I reminded her.She nodded and entered the house.It sat beside the lake, small, with stone walls, large windows, and a roof covered in plants. There were no servants, guards, or communication mirrors.Only a kitchen, one bedroom, and a terrace overlooking the forest.“I can cook,” she said with a smile.“You don’t have to.”“I want to.”We left our bags behind and walked toward the lake.Elaine removed her shoes and dipped her feet into the water.I watched the forest, incapable of completely abandoning the habit of searching for threats.“There are no hunters,”

ElaineEighteen years laterEighteen years after the last time the Goddess appeared in the garden of the Bridge Home, I learned that peace sounded a lot like a full house.And it was loud.Peace shouted from the stairs because someone had worn clean boots into the muddy garden. It laughed in the kitchen. Slammed doors too hard. Stole bread. Left glasses in impossible places. Complained about meetings, training, exams, and the apparently inhumane obligation to pick clothes up off the floor.Peace had names.Kael, Elian, Liora, Soren, and Maia.And on the days when everyone happened to be in Crescent at the same time, it also had the names of my brothers-in-law, nieces, nephews, Bridges of Life children, guardians, fairies, vampires, humans, and an offensive number of my children’s friends who seemed convinced our kitchen was a public dining hall.I loved it more than I could ever have imagined.That morning, I was sitting at the secondary head of the table, reviewing Foundation reports