บททั้งหมดของ Ice Claimed: The Alpha’s Obsession: บทที่ 171 - บทที่ 180

“Get out of my sights before my claws force a confession from your throat, Natalie!” I snarled, the blood-slicked linoleum of the pack infirmary vibrating beneath my shifting weight as the silver scalpels rattled on the steel trays. “The medic already confirmed the blade severed my facial nerves. The left side of my jaw is paralyzed, and the wolf-scald won't heal. I am a scarred runt in a pack that executes weakness!”“You will accept the hierarchy of the ice, Chloe Bennett!” Natalie Brooks barked from the edge of my cot, his tone cutting deeper than the frost outside the rink. “I demanded you break your fated bond with Alpha Ada Lube months ago, yet you crawled back to his den like a submissive omega. Looking at your mangled flesh now, I smell the rot of a doomed bloodline.”Natalie was my biological carrier, but his loyalty belonged entirely to Victor Brooks, his legal husband, because the destiny of our northern territory depended on Victor's prowess as the lead enforcer on the ice

Alpha, the formal feast is indeed set for the next moon, but I initiated a minor gathering yesterday because a marketing division from Tarragon Industries contacted my den. They offered to sponsor our entire winter ration and distribute limited-edition pucks, provided I assembled a few elite youth lines, captured their visual data, and displayed their forms across the territory network.”“Which specific merchant pack controls that brand?” Ethan Carter’s brows locked, his aura flaring with sudden intensity.Upon receiving the title of the firm, the Alpha exited the longhouse without another word.An hour later, Ethan Carter’s sledge slammed to a halt outside the primary obsidian tower of Tarragon Industries, the absolute giant of the territory's commercial sector.The Alpha held no direct alliance with the master of this firm, leading his instincts to deduce that an outside strategist was manipulating the board.“Alpha Carter, this specific promotional run was generated entirely by our

“You don‘t have to keep my wolf company during the solstice,” I said, not looking up from the leather bindings I was checking.Tyler Dawson leaned against the heavy oak post of the hall and scratched his ears. “It‘s not just about guarding your flank, Ethan Carter. My sire’s den is completely frozen right now. They packed their sleds and took off for a warmer southern territory to escape the permafrost! I have no desire to be the third runner on their sled.”“Your sire and his mate still share a fierce bond,” I muttered, pulling a tight knot into the leather. “Why hasn't your wolf chosen a mate to run the lines with?”Tyler let out a rough, clearing snort. “Accepting a mate means binding my claws to a massive weight of pack responsibility. My wolf prefers the freedom of the open ice. I can run with any hunting line that catches my eye without answering to a higher authority.”“Your instincts are still snagged on Chloe Bennett, aren’t they?” I paused, my mind flashing to the brutal pol

I didn't take Brandon’s warnings to heart because his wolf simply lacked the instinct to guard a secret. The moment a hidden ledger crossed his path, his jaw would practically itch until he bared the data to my snout.By the time the twin moons peaked and both Isabella and Mason had settled deep into their nests, I stepped clear of the pups' quarters.Patricia Bennett stood directly outside my sleeping cabin, gently rocking baby Mason against her thick winter furs.I checked my stride as she turned her head.“Collins Parker, your claws have been tracking the young ones across the ice all afternoon,” Patricia murmured, her scent radiating calm support. “Let my old lines assume the watch over the pup for this solstice night.”“My inner fire is still burning high,” I replied, relieving her arms of the bundle. “I can guard his breath for another watch. He is a peaceful scout. He rarely raises a howl.”There were suns when I could simply leave him on the thick hide mats with a carved bone

“My wolf has no intention of forcing a connection if your schedule is blocked by territorial maneuvers,” I stated, my tongue sharpening to slice through the dense silence stretching across the line. “Isabella Reed mentioned your longhouse was completely isolated during the winter feast, which is why my communication stone initiated…”“Does your vanguard truly seek my presence within your borders, Collins Parker?” Ethan Carter cut across my sentence, his growl dropping into a direct, unyielding register.My inner wolf recognized the weight of the challenge; if his pride delivered a flat rejection to my face, the sting to my lineage would be severe. The thing my blade resisted above all else was witnessing his spirit drop into absolute isolation.A hot flush traveled beneath my fur at his direct inquiry. My vanguard had already extended an explicit invitation to his fortress, yet his dominant instinct still demanded that my own tongue reinforce the surrender?“If your runners possess th