All Chapters of The Alpha’s Bastard Bride: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Lyra Nightbane POV"Are your bones feeling any warmer now, Elowen?" Vespera Crowe asks, his deep alpha voice sounding super worried as his big paws hold her thin elbow.Elowen Frost lets out a tiny, weak laugh from her pale chest. "Much warmer, Alpha. The winter sickness is not a big monster today, so your heart can stop shaking.""Do your gray hairs think you are still a tiny pup running in the woods?" Vespera Crowe huffs, glareing down at her tired face. "Our joints are getting super old now!"Elowen Frost looks down at the wooden steps, her eyes turning a bit dejected. "My brain still feels like a young female wolf! The exact day my fur first met your eyes feels like it just happened yesterday under the moon."When our boots reach the big private study lodge, Vespera Crowe helps Elowen Frost slide her bones into a soft leather chair before turning his sharp snout straight toward my face. "Open your jaws and tell my ears what your tracker came here to say, Mirelle.""Hold your tongu

Lyra Nightbane POV"This is a great idea! He can wear that hockey skirt himself! I am telling your ears it suits his fur perfectly," Boyce Shawn chuckles loudly, taking the quick opportunity to dig Armand’s grave right on the shop rugs.Armand glares at his face with hot yellow eyes. "Will your bones die if your mouth does not talk?""Yeah, maybe! What are your eyes looking at over there?" Boyce asks, noticing Armand’s face change fast out of nowhere.I follow Boyce’s sharp gaze toward the glass doors and see the old lady Elowen Frost walk onto the wooden deck. As Kaelen’s closest hockey friends on the ice, both of them know that Elowen is Kaelen’s stepmother wolf. It was because of her presence that Kaelen had packed his bags and left the main manor so early to live alone in his own cave. It was also because of her that Kaelen and his father’s relationship was so strained and icy. Naturally, their snouts do not like her fur at all. And she and Kaelen barely share any real family bond

Lyra Nightbane POV"My mind cannot find the logic behind your past choices, Kaelen," I say, my throat tightening as the old alpha Darius Nightbane stands near the display boards.My memory flashes back to a freezing winter night at Moonshadow Infirmary, where a pregnant female wolf had stood on the roof edge ready to jump into the dark canyon. My own paws had tried to pull her back, and my tongue told her she could take every single resource in my pack bag just to save her life. So inside Kaelen’s big alpha brain, his thoughts assumed my heart had begged him to save Darius Nightbane’s dying hockey company from total ruin six winters ago.In truth, my soul just couldn't watch a pregnant mother end her breath, because my own belly was carrying the twin cubs at that exact moment. My paws just wanted to protect that innocent pup from the dark. Later, Kaelen's truck had driven over to give the female wolf a mountain of resources to settle her debt. Right after that ice storm, his beast dem

Lyra Nightbane POV"My wrist holds zero metal because our moon wedding never happened," I tell the empty corners of the upper floor. "No pack elder blessed our furs, there was zero ceremony under the stars, and my body never even stood inside the Ironvale City registry hall alongside my so-called alpha husband.""Excuse my boots, Lyra," Theresa says, her soft paws stepping across the high rugs as she hands me the glowing black device. "Your cell phone has been ringing like crazy."Since my dress was busy presenting the new ice gear on the wooden stage downstairs, Theresa kept the plastic device inside her own apron.I take the plastic from her fingers. Theresa tilts her head to add, "It looks like a fresh message track just hit your screen a minute ago."My thumb swipes the glass line to unlock the display. The second my eyes hit the white message box to read the text, every single drop of red blood drains straight out of my cheeks. My inner chest thumps so violently it hurts my ribs,

Kaelen Blackthorne POV"Don't stay up too late then," I tell her, my voice dropping an octave as my yellow eyes trace the wet collar of her dress where my mouth had been biting her skin just an hour ago."Lola, I can lock up the ice rink shop for your fur," Theresa says, her boots crunching over the frozen gravel toward the door. "Samuel and Simona are still tucked inside the den waiting for their mother to bring the meat home.""It is totally fine, Theresa. My wolf needs to sit inside this empty arena alone for a little while. Get your truck on the road now," I reply, my claws digging hard into the leather of the sofa as my head spins from that blackmail photo."Let's move out, Theresa," Allison says, throwing her heavy arm right over the girl’s neck to yank her toward the exit. "Lola’s beast is clearly dealing with some massive pack drama right now, and her soul needs absolute peace from our mouths."The heavy iron doors slam shut, leaving the entire arena in a thick, suffocating si