All Chapters of The Alpha’s Savage Rebirth: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Zafira Nightvale POVI stretched my hand out again, my wolf radiating absolute, smug dominance. "Go on, slice it open, Sorelle."Sorelle Mistfang could hardly believe her eyes.Wasn't Supreme Alpha Vickon Blackwynd notorious across the entire Dominion for his lethal intolerance toward females making foolish demands? Yet, my wolf had just made a completely absurd request, and instead of snapping my wrist, he was actually nuzzling my ear and indulging me?"Slice it," I commanded lazily, nestled comfortably against Vickon's broad, muscled chest. I tilted my delicate chin, my tone light, unhurried, and dripping with satisfaction.I saw right through whatever sour thoughts were rotting inside Sorelle's head, a wicked, triumphant smirk curling my lips.That's right, bitch. The Supreme Alpha spoils his Luna. His wolf will never draw blood from my hide. What are you going to do about it? Snarl?Sorelle nearly lost control of her inner beast at my infuriating expression.She drew in a deep, sh

Zafira Nightvale POV "Well, Lord Drake, regarding that herbal pouch..." Tavien's personal guard hesitated, his voice trembling under the heavy Alpha pressure in the hallway.Tavien raised an eyebrow, his jaw tightening as he pondered for a second. "Do as Lady Blackwynd says. Strip it from my vest and burn it."It wasn't that his inner beast actually believed my wolf's claims—he simply wanted to prove my words were nothing but a arrogant bluff. He was eager to watch my face when the grand healers cleared his blood and exposed my sheer ignorance before the entire council.The weekend lunar cycle passed in a blur of violent, breathless heat between Vickon and me, and Monday's dawn arrived before anyone realized it.That morning, while my wolf was strapping on my leather gear for classes at the Wolfsbane Lunar Herbarium, Vickon was busy packing his heavy broadswords into the travel chests.Something about the Supreme Alpha's sudden movement didn't sit right with Tavien's sharp instincts.

Zafira Nightvale POV"My wolf hopes your beasts enjoy the show," I purred into the amplification crystal, my voice dropping like smooth poison into the dead silence of the hall.Vaelira and Thorne felt their stomachs drop into a dark abyss, a sudden wave of sickening dread suffocating their breath. They bared their fangs to challenge my words, but before their wolves could react, it was already too late.Behind them on the high stone wall, the massive lunar shadow-projection flickered wildly, its light turning pitch black before blazing back to life. The crystal image that filled the wall made the entire auditorium freeze: there were Vaelira and Thorne, locked in a violent, desperate embrace inside a secluded border cave, their leather tunics torn open as his heavy hand gripped her hips and their lips smashed together in shameless, raw lust. There was no noble distance between them now, no innocent sibling bond—just pure, filthy heat."What in the name of the Moon Mother is that?!" a

Zafira Nightvale POV My silver eyes hardened to ice in an instant. "What is your scent doing inside my sanctuary?"There was no disguising the dangerous growl in my voice—directed squarely at the Alpha who sired me.Lucan, however, seemed completely unfazed by my hostility. In fact, there was a strange, suffocating mixture of pride and greedy warmth in his dark eyes as he looked over my bloodline. "My wolf had a break between pack council meetings, so I thought I would enter your domain and inspect your standing. How has your inner beast been faring lately?"My wolf nearly snapped its fangs in disgust.If his beast actually cared about my blood, where had his protection been all these long moon cycles?Just then, I caught the heavy, thunderous scent of pure dominance on the stairs. Vickon descended the stone steps, his massive frame radiating absolute authority. Without giving Lucan another second of my attention, I spun on my heel and rushed straight toward my Supreme Alpha."My Alp

Zafira Nightvale POV"That little rogue Zafira—the Moon Mother knows what dark magic she used to have your father singing her praises again!" Isolde's smile was stiff, almost forced. "But your wolf is still his proud bloodline. Just give it time to settle, sweetheart."Vaelira was no fool. She knew perfectly well her mother was just trying to comfort her weak spirit.She lowered her head, her eyes burning with pure, violent resentment.Zafira!!!Because my wolf didn't have morning alchemy lectures the next day, our carriage took a detour straight back to the Blackwynd Moon Dominion's main estate."Your wolf is back already?" Tavien Drake looked up from his training sword, his sharp eyes filled with surprise.He'd already resigned his inner beast to a boring moon cycle until the weekend patrol."My wolf just wanted to see if your pulse was still beating," I said, stepping out from behind Vickon's massive frame, my voice cool and dry.Tavien blinked, his scent souring slightly.Why did