Semua Bab Claimed by My Alpha's Ruthless Twin Brother : Bab 11 - Bab 17

The council army stood at our border like they owned the land.Fifty enforcers. Silver blades. Elder Marcus in front, smiling like he’d already won.He didn’t know yet that he’d lost the moment three other packs answered my call.---*0:00 – The Standoff*I walked to the front line alone. Kade and Kael flanked me without asking. Behind me, thirty-seven wolves stood silent, waiting.“Last chance, Marcus,” I said. “Walk away.”He laughed. “Walk away? From the omega who thinks she can run a pack? I don’t think so.”I glanced at Kael. “Signal.”A single whistle cut through the air.From the trees to the left and right, wolves emerged. Silver Fang. Night Howl. Iron Claw.Five packs. Over a hundred wolves. All flying the Blackwood silver wolf banner.Marcus’s smile dropped.“You…” he said. “You brought them here.”“I didn’t bring them,” I said. “They came because they’re tired of you.”---*0:05 – The Surrender*For a moment, no one moved.Then one of Marcus’s enforc

The cabin smelled like pine, old smoke, and silence. It was the first time in 18 years I didn’t have to share a room. Didn’t have to sleep with one eye open, waiting for a boot to the ribs or a hand to drag me out at dawn. Didn’t have to curl up on the floor just to give the real pack members space on the beds. It was quiet. Too quiet. The kind of quiet that made my ears ring and my thoughts scream louder. I sat on the edge of the single cot Kael gave me, staring at my hands. They were shaking. Not from fear. From the absence of it. For the first time, no one was telling me where to stand. What to say. Who to serve. For the first time, I wasn’t property. I wasn’t a mistake. I wasn’t Kade’s shame. I didn’t know what to do with that kind of freedom. It felt wrong. Dangerous. Like if I moved too fast, the universe would snap back and remind me who I really was. A rejected omega. A stain on the Redwood name. Worthless. The rejection bond still ached. Dull, c

Day two started with pain. Not the sharp, humiliating pain of Kade’s fists. This was different. Deep, burning, earned pain in my muscles that told me I’d actually used them. “Up,” Kael’s voice cut through the cabin at dawn. I groaned and rolled off the cot, my legs shaking before I even stood. “You’re evil,” I muttered. “Yeah,” he said, tossing me a water skin. “Drink. We’ve got company coming.” That got me awake fast. “Company? Who?” “Rogues,” he said simply. “Two of them. Scouting the border. They’re not hostile yet, but they’re close. Figured it’s a good time for your first real test.” My stomach dropped. “Test? You mean fight them?” “If it comes to it,” Kael said, already heading for the door. “But I’m hoping you can scare them off without drawing blood. You’re not ready to kill yet. Maybe not ever. But you need to know you _can_ protect yourself.” I followed him outside, my heart pounding. The forest felt different today. Heavier. Like it was holdin

I thought yesterday was bad. I was wrong. Today, Kael handed me a knife. Not wooden. Not blunt. Real steel. Cold, heavy, and sharp enough to make my stomach twist. “Rule one,” he said, flipping the knife in his hand like it weighed nothing. “Never pick it up unless you’re ready to use it.” I stared at the blade. “I’m not ready.” “Good,” Kael said. “Because you’re not supposed to be yet. But you need to get used to it. Fear makes you slow. And slow gets you killed.” He tossed it to me. I caught it, barely. The hilt was worn smooth, like it had been in someone’s hand for years. Kael’s hand, probably. “Don’t cut yourself,” he said. “Thanks for the tip,” I muttered. We started with basics. Grip. Stance. Footwork. Again. Everything came back to footwork with him. “Your feet are your balance,” Kael said, tapping my ankle with his boot when I shifted wrong. “Lose your balance, you lose the fight.” I gritted my teeth and adjusted. My arms were still b