Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha’s Savage Rebirth: Kabanata 161 - Kabanata 170

"And you have the nerve to question my loyalty?" I sneered down at him. "You suspect your Luna, yet your brain refuses to ask the most obvious question—how did those records, locked inside your private safe, end up in the hands of the Grimshaw Bloodline?""Why don't you ask yourself why Lord Vaelor didn't kidnap me—the High Alpha's true mate—to force a negotiation? Why did he capture Sorelle, a servant's daughter who holds no rank in our pack?""And if my memory serves me, I explicitly warned your wolf at the keep gates not to trust a single word out of Sorelle's mouth!"The brutal truth exposed the entire plot. Kaelor’s face twisted into agonizing denial. "No... No, that is impossible!""Sorelle would never do such a thing!" he snarled, his voice breaking. "She is sweet and innocent! You banished her mother, and now you are trying to frame her for treason!"I let out a short, scornful laugh. "Innocent? Then lie there in your own blood and listen to the truth yourself."I raised my ha

"Get out of the carriage. Do not force my wolf to haul you out by your hair."Vickon’s lethal, pitch-black tone sliced through the iron grate of the carriage window like a silver blade.For two agonized seconds, the air inside the cabin completely froze. Then, with a slow, agonizing groan of wood and iron, the carriage door swung open.Every nerve inside my body flared with raw alarm as I shifted toward the light. Standing on the frozen path was High Alpha Vickon Blackwynd, towering, lethal, his dark wolf aura suffocating the mountain trail so violently that the surrounding pines creaked under the weight of his power. I forced a small, shaky smile onto my face, my golden wolf eyes widening in desperate innocence."My Alpha... what an unexpected surprise to see your war party on this path! What a remarkable coincidence, my love..."Dark, apocalyptic clouds gathered across Vickon’s sharp, terrifying features. He bared his fangs, his voice dropping into a low, rumbling growl. "Out. Right

"Lady Blackwynd, open this partition! The High Alpha's command echoes across the sanctuary!"The sharp, thunderous voice of the shift guardian rattled the wooden frame of my research quarters, sending a violent shockwave through the room."Zafira, are you truly going to defy his call?" Lyessa called out, her hands trembling as she backed toward the hearth.Both Lyessa and Mirelle crowded near the stone ledge of the balcony, peering nervously into the foggy dusk below. The reality was crashing over them with terrifying clarity: my bond with the High Alpha was fraying, and a territorial war was bleeding right onto academic soil.I grabbed my silver communicator off the chest, staring at the flashing red glyphs dominating the glass screen. Below, the dark, towering figure of my mated High Alpha stood motionless beside his war carriage, his crimson eyes burning straight through the heavy fog. The moment I unlocked the glowing surface, a single, sharp command burned across the interface.D

"I never intended to run from my mate!"My words spilled over my swollen lips before Vickon could finish his terrifying ultimatum. I threw my sore arms around his thick neck and clung to his broad chest as if my she-wolf's life depended on it, my voice choked with raw, shuddering tears."My wolf belongs to you. I will never leave your side, Vickon. I want to remain bound to you forever, my love!"That single, desperate promise was all it took for High Alpha Vickon’s absolute restraint to fracture into dust. His massive arms tightened like iron bands, crushing my aching frame against his body as he claimed my mouth in a fierce, possessive kiss—his heavy fangs lightly grazing my tongue, as if desperately trying to convince his own dark beast that I was real, that I was staying, that his Luna was yielding to his mark.He did not release my lips until they were swollen and flushed with his scent. Then, cupping my burning cheeks with his broad, leather-clad hands and pressing his forehead

"I am stepping outside for a moment, Vickon," I whispered, turning back toward his oak desk. I gathered my courage, rose up on my toes, and pressed a quick, lingering kiss against his angular jaw, my face flushing hot with sudden heat. "I am just going to send a far-seal message to my pack-sisters. They were terrified when you dragged me from the herbarium, and they will be worrying their wolves sick."The lethal, razor-sharp edge in High Alpha Vickon’s crimson eyes melted instantly into absolute warmth. Not only had my she-wolf yielded to his touch, but I had taken the initiative to account for my whereabouts before stepping out of his sight.He reached out his broad hand, his fingers ruffling my dark hair in that tender, possessive way reserved only for his mate, his low voice thick with affection. "Go on then, my Luna. Stay within the garden wards."Leaving his study, I pulled my silver communicator from my velvet robe. Sure enough, Lyessa had pulsed my glyph twice and left several