All Chapters of The Alpha’s Cold Snap: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

"Are you seriously planning to keep me waiting all night, Elena? Because the scent of desperation is starting to overlap with that perfume."I flinched, but only for a fraction of a second. Standing before the full-length mirror in our primary suite at the Blackwood Estate, I smoothed the crimson lace against my skin. It was more a suggestion than a garment, designed to catch the eye of a predator. My wolf, usually restless and pacing in the back of my mind, was uncharacteristically silent, as if she were embarrassed for us. I looked like a prize-winning show dog trying to beg for a scrap of affection."I didn't think punctuality was a crime, Sebastian," I replied, my voice steadier than I felt.For three years, I had played the role of the perfect Luna. I was the silent partner, the gracious hostess of the Blackwood Group, and the obedient mate to the most powerful Alpha in the North. But tonight, I wasn't looking for a partnership. I wanted a legacy. I was tired of being a ghost in

"You look like you've been run over by a rogue Zamboni, Elena. And don't you dare tell me you're fine," Mason muttered, his eyes fixated on the bandage at my temple.I’d been crashing at Mason’s for three days, and the silence from the Blackwood Estate was deafening. Sebastian hadn't called. He hadn't texted. It was classic Sebastian—if it wasn't about hockey or pack business, it didn't exist. I should have been scouring the Leeds area for a new apartment, but I needed to secure my alimony first. If my father, Fernando, caught wind of the split before the funds were locked down, he’d yank the life support from my mother at St. Mary’s faster than a wolf on a scent.I had to confront him. I suspected the staff at the estate—probably under Doña Carmen’s orders—had fed my divorce papers to the shredder. I grabbed my keys and jumped into my SUV. Technically, it was still pack property, but since the ink wasn't dry on the separation, it was mine for the taking.Merging onto the Redbridge Ov

"Deadly multi-wolf pileup on Redbridge Overpass..."I barely managed to read the first few lines of the digital news alert—fatalities, pack children injured, dozens of omegas and deltas caught in the wreckage—before my stomach lurched. I swiped the notification into oblivion. I wasn’t ready to process a tragedy I had barely escaped myself, especially when the phantom pain in my ribs was a constant reminder of the metal-on-metal scream of the collision. What stung worse than the physical trauma was the cold realization that Sebastian had looked me in the eye and lied about being at the Blackwood Tower while he was actually playing guardian to Valentina."Her fan-wolves are completely feral," Mason said, sliding his tablet across the kitchen island. "Look at this circus."I scrolled through the social media feeds. While the Manchester packs were in mourning, Valentina’s followers had hijacked every comment section with prayers for their "Golden Luna"—who, according to the reports, had w

My father’s howl over the phone completely decimated the high I’d been riding since my audition."Where the hell are you?" Fernando Navarro didn’t do pleasantries. His voice was a low rumble of authority that usually made the rest of the pack flinch.I wasn’t about to tell him I was planning my escape from the Blackwood lineage. A white lie was my only shield. "I’m at a private training session, Dad. I’ve got some ice-time booked. What’s the emergency?""Nothing that concerns your hockey stats. When you’re finished, get over to the house. Bring Sebastian. A connection of mine just brought in some white truffles from the continent—the rare kind Doña Carmen obsesses over. You’re going to take them to her."The irony was a bitter pill. I’d been his daughter for twenty-five years, and the man couldn't remember if I liked my steak rare or if I was allergic to shellfish. But Sebastian’s grandmother’s culinary whims? He had those indexed.God forbid he miss an opportunity to wag his tail for