Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha’s Savage Rebirth: Kabanata 151 - Kabanata 160

"You thought you were born to rule this domain, didn't you, Sorelle?"The venomous sneer echoed across the cobblestone gates as the shadow-guards stripped the gold-embroidered furs from Elira and her daughter. Before my wolf ever set foot in Moonhollow Ridge, Sorelle had acted as if the Blackwynd sanctuary belonged entirely to her lineage, missing no opportunity to assert her fake authority over the outer-pack servants.Back then, Elira managed the high-keep household, and High Alpha Vickon’s cold indifference was mistaken by many as silent favor. But it was a complete illusion—Vickon’s dark wolf had never cared for Sorelle at all. The pack servants, once terrified of Elira’s petty spite, now let their raw scorn fly without mercy as the disgraced pair were shoved toward the outer boundary markers."Look at them! Low-born leeches claiming royal blood," an omega servant spat, kicking a pile of dirt toward Elira’s bare feet.Elira didn't care about the mockery. She fell to her knees in t

"Are... are you certain we are permitted to approach him, Lady Zafira?" Selka stammers in a desperate whisper, her wolf trembling under the sheer weight of Vickon’s distant aura.She still remembers the crushing, suffocating pressure that filled the Silverfang Healing Hall the day Vickon nearly tore the head healer apart for letting my skin bleed.Stepping up to address the legendary Blood-Alpha of the north... excitement flickers in their eyes, but raw, primal terror wins out.I offer them a calm, reassuring smile. "It is fine. Come."Since Vickon hasn't driven the carriage away, his dark wolf is clearly permitting their presence.I walk back toward the carriage door and rap my knuckles against the heavy dark wood. "Vickon..."The heavy window slides down smoothly, revealing his broad, dangerously handsome face, his crimson eyes glowing like burning coals beneath the shadows of his hood. His appearance alone is enough to make every lower-ranking wolf in the courtyard drop their eyes

"Vickon, Thorne is in their hands—we cannot delay any longer!"I pull frantically at the broad sleeve of his leather tunic, my golden eyes locked onto my mate's icy face as the first light of dawn cuts through the stone archways of the Silverfang Healing Hall. The entire night has passed. My deliberate ruse of a burning head-mark has already broken the timeline and kept Vickon from walking straight into the blood-bath at Darkmere Crossing.There is no point in feigning illness now. If I keep whining about non-existent aches, the master potion masters will use their diagnostic crystals to inspect my blood-line, and they will discover that my wolf was completely lying to the High Alpha.What will I do if the Blackwynd elders brand me a deceitful Luna for tricking their supreme lord?"Your wolf marks have settled, Zafira?" Vickon asks, his broad, calloused hand reaching out to wipe away the cold sweat I had forced onto my brow."Yes! My wolf is completely steady now!" I put on my best pe

The scarred rogue warrior with the blood-stained beard narrowed his golden, predatory eyes, his cold, threatening gaze dropping back down onto Sorelle."I—I am telling you the truth! I swear on the Moon Mother, I was never trying to destroy High Alpha Vickon Blackwynd! I was only furious that he elevated Zafira, and I wanted to orchestrate a small battle so I could save him! I never intended for your rogue pack to slaughter our border guards..."Sorelle’s voice shattered into hysterical, ragged sobs as she clawed at the frozen dirt of the cave floor, her mind completely fracturing under the agonizing pain of her severed claw.Her original scheme had been so simple: hire a few desperate rogue mercenaries to stage a fake ambush at Darkmere Crossing, step in to "save" Vickon's life, and force him to realize how devoted she was compared to me. She wanted to prove to the entire Dominion that she deserved to be his Luna.Instead, the nightmare had spiraled into absolute blood. The ruthless

"Shh, go back to sleep. My wolf has business to settle with the border council."Vickon still needed to destroy the stolen lineage records before they reached the rival lords. He had intended to ride out at midnight, but I had dragged his broad frame back into the furs, using my wolf marks to bind him to my side. Now, with the first light of dawn breaking over our sanctuary, the High Alpha was ready to move.A powerful Alpha like Vickon could hunt for three sun-cycles without rest and still tear a rogue's throat out. Missing a few hours of sleep was nothing to his beast.My inner wolf, however, was not about to let him walk out that door. After all the effort I had put into lighting the specialized sleeping-bark incense, if he stayed awake, my entire deception would be blown.I wrapped my legs around his waist, my small hands clinging to his leather tunic as I pressed my face into his neck, my voice dripping with sweet, addictive submission. "No, stay inside my heat a little longer, m