Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha’s Savage Rebirth: Kabanata 181 - Kabanata 190

"The Nightvale name was already dragged through the mud the moment you let my mother die and elevated a scheming mistress to your side," I spat, turning my back on him without a second glance. "Prepare your eyes, Lucan. At the next full moon, you will watch my she-wolf tear down everything you built."I strode back toward the black war-carriage, the heavy iron door slamming shut behind me as Zyric signaled the drivers to head back to the high mountain sanctuary.When the carriage reached the summit of Moonhollow Ridge, the sun was beginning its plunge below the jagged horizon, painting the clouds in shades of deep crimson and gold.I pushed open the heavy oak doors of the master bedchamber, finding Vickon standing near the wide stone balcony, his massive, leather-armored back framed by the fading light. His dominant aura filled the room, thick and intoxicating, making my inner wolf purr with instant comfort.Hearing my boots hit the flagstones, he turned his heavy frame, his dark crim

"So what if my claws handed her sacred relic away? Did your rebellious she-wolf ever stop to think why I was forced to?" Lucan Duskclaw’s voice wavered with a flicker of guilt, but his dominant temper flared hotter, turning his fierce rage right back onto my face. "If your stubborn beast hadn't deliberately refused to let High Alpha Vickon Blackwynd extend his military force to save our borders, would I have needed to use your dead mother's things to secure safety from other war-clans?!"My golden eyes locked onto him like razor blades, my tone dripping with icy contempt. "And why in the name of the Moon Goddess should my High Alpha save your collapsing pack? Have your mind forgotten how you treated my she-wolf all these years? Not once did your heart see me as your bloodline daughter! All your weak spirit ever cared about was Isolde Grimfen and her illegitimate female! But now that my wolf holds the throne of Lady Blackwynd, you think you can use my mate bond to feed your greed? Keep

"You claimed my she-wolf required extra review time to cheat, Shirley," I barked, my voice ringing out across the stone hall of the Wolfsbane Lunar Herbarium, my golden eyes flashing with unyielding fire. "So let my mouth lay down the next twenty runes first!"A tense silence fell over the packed gallery. Hundreds of pack members leaned over the carved wooden railings, their eyes glowing through the ambient gloom of the trial arena. Beside me, Sorelle and Elira stood tall, their body heat radiating total trust into my soul.Across the central floor, Vaelira Nightvale and Mirelle Duskwater stood with their jaws clenched. I could smell the bitter stench of their anxiety rising into the cold air. They were praying to the Moon Goddess that my memory would fail—that my tongue would trip over the complex botanical lines and expose me as a fraud before the entire territory.I didn't give them a single second of satisfaction.My lips opened, and the ancient verses poured from my throat like a

"Your mouth gave the order, so now you listen!" I growled, stepping over the threshold of the Wolfsbane Lunar Herbarium, my golden eyes flashing with unyielding Alpha dominance as I watched Mirelle Duskwater and Vaelira Nightvale drag their humiliated bodies up from the stone floor.Mirelle’s jaw trembled, her lips stained with her own bitter blood where her fangs had bit down. "Woof..." she choked out a second time, her voice barely a whisper against the ancient, carved arches of the trial hall.A cruel, satisfied smile spread across my face. "That is better. My she-wolf thanks you for the pathetic performance."Vaelira and Mirelle didn't waste another breath. They scrambled to their feet, their eyes burning with pure, murderous venom. Their claws twitched at their sides as if every fiber of their beings screamed to leap at my throat, but with the entire assembly of warriors staring them down, they had no choice. They turned on their heels and bolted through the heavy iron doors like

"My she-wolf doesn't recognize every stray driving a carriage near our borders," I said coolly, leaning back against the plush fur cushions of the heavy black transport as it glided toward the high sanctuary gates.Zyric Fenwolf kept his golden eyes fixed on the narrow mountain pass ahead. "There are dozens of low-ranking females trying to catch a glimpse of High Alpha Vickon Blackwynd every sun-cycle, Lady Blackwynd. Probably just another ambitious female hoping to raise her standing.""Clearly her claws aren't sharp enough," I replied, a small smirk playing on my lips. "She's stuck outside the iron gates while our scent passes straight through."Outside the high stone barrier of Rosewood Manor, Mirelle Duskwater was practically vibrating with vicious rage.She had envisioned marching directly into High Alpha Vickon’s private hall without a single obstacle. But to her complete disbelief, two massive shadow-warriors in heavy iron breastplates had crossed their spears right before her