All Chapters of The Alpha’s Bastard Bride: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

I pulled the silver communicator from my cloak, searching for the only contact who wouldn't sell the story to the sports board—Dr. Alistair Viremont.Before my thumb could hit the dial, a massive, burning hand clamped around my wrist, his grip nearly cracking the bone. The male who had looked half-unconscious a second ago was staring at me with an expression of pure, unadulterated malice. “Who is authorized to enter my frequency, Lyra?”“I...”Kaelen’s eyes dropped to the glowing text on the glass screen, the name Alistair causing his silver ears to pin back against his hair.The medicine wolf from the lower valley?My breath caught as his other hand came around my waist like an iron vise. With a sudden, explosive jerk of his hips, he flipped our positions entirely, pinning my spine against the leather cabin seat before I could let out a scream.My mind went entirely blank for three seconds, the heat radiating off his chest thick enough to scorch my shift. Looking up into the gold fi

“You think an Alpha of the northern frost gives away territory coin out of pity, Lyra?” Alistair’s voice dropped, his grip tightening on the heavy bundle of silver currency I had thrust into his hands.“He doesn't,” I said, rising from the bench in the Silverclaw Wing before the medicine wolf could twist my actions into something more desperate. “That is the precise bounty I tore from Darius Nightbane’s vault box last night. It is the blood-debt owed to my mother, and it belongs in the Moonshadow Infirmary accounts. I have to return to the pack house before the midday shift begins.”I didn't give him room to argue, spinning on my heel and pushing through the heavy oak doors into the freezing mountain air.By the time the transport dropped me at the Blackthorne Pack Estate, the sun was sitting directly over the frozen training rinks. I hurried toward the lower administrative den, but before my boots could clear the corridor, a tall, sharp-featured female stepped directly into my path.

“I think I know who the father of the child in my belly is,” I said, my voice dropping into a light whisper that felt like a solitary prayer against the frosty air of the back parlour, yet loud enough to reach Alistair’s twitching ears.The medicine wolf’s gentle expression shattered instantly, his brow furrowing as his body hardened with alpha tension. “Who?”“I have no absolute proof, and there are still too many broken scent-trails that I haven't figured out,” I breathed, taking a deep gulp of the freezing mountain wind before forcing my eyes to meet his intense stare. “I am trapped in a maze, Alistair. My beast is entirely at a loss, and I just don't know what to do next.”The raw knot of emotion in my throat was impossible to put into words.“Which male do you suspect?” Alistair demanded, his voice growing dangerously deep as his fingers tightened on the stone windowsill. “Is it one of the rogue scavengers from the local border packs?”His scent flared with a sudden, possessive a

“How paranoid are you about letting others know our relationship?” Kaelen asked, his golden eyes narrowing slightly as he steered the massive black transport through the icy traffic of Ironvale City.I looked down at my hands, my internal monologue spinning. My beast felt entirely twisted by his question. There was absolutely no drawback to publicizing our mate bond; in fact, as an unranked Nightbane stray, being linked to the ultimate Alpha of the northern ice rinks would only bring me protection and luxury.“Our short contract is just a corporate trade for stadium gates,” I said softly, keeping my gaze fixed on my lap. “If the skaters and coaches on your hockey franchise found out the Alpha married a broken wolf from the shale line, it would only bring a storm of problems to your den.”My heart was completely empty with a sudden, freezing panic. I didn't know how much truth lay behind my secret guess about that dark night at the Crimson Fang Lodge.If my assumption was false, I coul

Kaelen froze at the threshold, standing as still as a stone monument.Recognizing his silent permission, I rushed past his shoulder to open the door, my mind tracking the emergency supplies kept in the corridor cabinet. “I will fetch the pack medicine box from the pantry.”Kaelen turned his massive head, watching my slim figure sprint back down the hallway, the corner of his mouth softening into a faint, microscopic smile.Within two minutes, I returned with the wooden first aid kit. Kaelen had already seated himself on the leather sofa, his mangled hand resting palm-up on his knee.The dark blood had begun to clot in thick ridges across his skin. I knelt beside the low table, opening the wooden lid to pull out the standard alcohol wash and clean gauze. I kept my eyes lowered to avoid his intense stare. “The pack supplies here are basic. If the silver has poisoned the tissue, you will still need Director Voss to look at it.”I focused entirely on the mangled flesh, forcing all other t