All Chapters of The Rise Of The Last White Wolf: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Traci’s POV My head snapped toward the warrior standing in the doorway. Oh fuck. They actually found him. For a second I forgot all about the kings, the rejection, the wolfsbane, and the fact Corbin was still standing there looking like he’d lost a fight against an angry lawn mower. “Do you know who he is?” I asked immediately. The warrior shook his head. “No, miss.” Damn. Then what good is that going to do me. I scrunched up my forehead. “Where is he?” “They found him in the woods behind the palace. He collapsed from blood loss. He’s in the dungeon medical wing now,” he answered with the most confused look on his face I’ve ever saw. I took a step forward. Then another. “I want to see him.” “Absolutely not.” The response came so fast it almost sounded rehearsed. My eyes narrowed instantly. “Nobody asked you.” Corbin groaned. “Traci. You just can’t insist on things. Look around. Look at where you’re at.” My eyes flickered around the room. Then they landed right back on Co

Traci’s POV The second Raiden and Zayden disappeared through the suite doors, I screamed. Not because I was hurt. Not because I was tired. Not because somebody had tried to kill me. No. I screamed because I was annoyed. Deeply annoyed. The kind of annoyed that settled into your bones and refused to leave. “UGHHHH!” The sound echoed through the suite. Brody nearly dropped one of the bags sitting beside him. Sam blinked. Trey simply nodded like this was a perfectly reasonable response to the day we’d had. Honestly, maybe it was. I started pacing before I could stop myself. “They are impossible.” Aurora looked up. “Or maybe you’re being stubborn.” I pointed dramatically toward the door. “They hurt Corbin.” “It was a misunderstanding,” she sighed and shook her head. “Still counts,” I reminded her. “They apologized.” Aurora sighed heavily, the kind of sigh that suggested she was rapidly losing patience with me. I ignored her completely. “Zayden is an ass.” I paused and then

Traci’s POV The roar of the crowd echoed throughout the arena as the announcer called both fighters to the center of the ring. Thousands of people filled the stands surrounding us, their voices blending into one continuous wave of noise that bounced off the walls. Warriors from dozens of packs occupied the lower levels while officials and guests sat higher up, all of them waiting to see blood spilled before breakfast. Personally, I thought people needed better hobbies. I rolled my shoulders as I crossed the arena floor, ignoring the ones who openly stared. Most of them expected me to lose. Some looked amused. Others looked bored. A few appeared disappointed that I was still alive after yesterday. Haters were everywhere. Ugh. I absolutely hated that. As I stepped into the center of the ring, my eyes automatically drifted toward the royal viewing section. Yeah. That was a big mistake. The kings were sitting right there. And both of them were looking directly at me. “Damn, they

Raiden’s POV The second Alfred revealed what had been mixed into that powder, a weight settled heavily in my chest. Wolfsbane alone would have been bad enough. Combined with a sleeping agent, it was a nightmare. Across the room, Traci remained motionless on the bed while an uneasy silence settled over the suite. Neither sight did anything to ease the knot of dread tightening in my stomach. After waiting twenty-seven years for my mate, watching her lie unconscious in my bed while a healer fought to flush poison from her system felt like some cruel joke the Moon Goddess had decided to play. “This is terrible,” Nyx’s voice carried through my mind, sounding far quieter than usual. For once, he didn’t follow the statement with sarcasm or a smart remark. The absence of both said more than words ever could. Alfred continued checking Traci’s vitals while Zayden stood near the foot of the bed looking one step away from murder. His jaw remained locked, his hands clenched tightly at his s

Raiden’s POV The room had finally gone quiet, but it wasn’t the kind of silence that brought peace. It was the heavy sort that settled over people when they were exhausted, frustrated, and running out of answers. Traci remained unconscious in the center of the bed while Alfred monitored the IV line feeding medicine into her system. The healer had assured us the treatment was working, yet that didn’t stop my eyes from drifting back to her every few seconds. Seeing her lying there bruised and motionless twisted something ugly inside my chest. She had nearly died. Again. And whoever was behind it was still out there. Yes, we knew Ralph was behind it. Maddox as well. But I bet you there’s more. Something in my gut says that much. I dragged a hand through my hair before opening a mindlink to the arena office. Sitting around staring at walls wasn’t going to solve anything. The connection formed immediately. “Yes, my king?” Doris answered. “Doris, could you see who Traci is fighting