All Chapters of The Alpha’s Savage Rebirth: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

My brain thinks back to every bad trick this mother and daughter team played on my wolf in my previous life cycle, and a cold, cutting glint flashes through my silver eyes."After Vaelira’s claws plotted to ruin my life-bond like that, how stupid would my inner beast have to be to still think of her fur as a sister wolf?"I lock my silver eyes straight onto Isolde’s face, giving her a look that has zero of my old pup trust or dependence, only a freezing, dangerous distance."Mrs Sinclair, your own paws haven't done any secret crimes against my mother that your soul will regret later, have they?"Isolde’s heart skips a big, giant beat, but she forces a warm, fake smile onto her wrinkled face. "What are your teeth talking about, you silly girl? After all these long winters, your own heart knows exactly how sweet my hands have treated your skin."My lips curl into a frosty, tiny half-smile. My mouth doesn't say another word to her face, I just turn my back and walk straight away to the t

Zafira Nightvale POV"I never even liked Thorne Blackwynd," my mouth barks real fast, and my voice is super shaky because my chest wants him to see the truth. "Everything between my paws and his shadow was just a big fake show for the other camps!"My hands grab his big fingers really tight, and my heart starts pleading. "When my tongue says your throne is the only one inside my wolf spirit, my beast is telling the absolute truth. My claws are not lying to your skin, please, can't your alpha brain believe my words?"My eyes stare super hard at his face, waiting and waiting for his jaw to move.After a few long seconds, Alpha Vickon slowly pulls his big hand right out of my fingers.With that tiny movement, my internal wolf feels like it drops straight off a giant mountain cliff."Leave my den," his voice says, and it sounds as cold as the winter ice on the peaks.His brain does not believe my mouth at all.My eyes look at his frame, completely stunned, and a big dull ache starts sprea

Zafira Nightvale POV"Your paws-your paws!" Sorelle Mistfang shakes all over with big giant rage. "My fangs have put up with your skin for long enough! What are you now, huh? Just some worthless stray dog about to get thrown out into the mud by Alpha Vickon! And your claws actually dare to hit"My right hand does not hold back one tiny bit this time. My silver eyes look completely icy as my wrist flexes really fast, watching without any emotion as Sorelle’s head gets slapped super hard across her cheek until her whole body crashes straight against the stone wall."It seems like your face rather enjoys getting smacked by my claws," my mouth tells her, real coldly. "Go on, stray, if your teeth want some more pain, my hand is super happy to give it to your skin."Sorelle bursts right into loud puppy tears, her cheek going so swollen and red that her features look almost unrecognisable to the pack. She hadn't calculated that my claws would hit her snout again and again and with such giant

Zafira Nightvale POV"Why are your paws taking so many minutes inside that room?" Alpha Vickon barks from the hallway, his deep voice making the thick wooden door rattle."My furs are almost ready, darling!" I shout back real fast, my fingers shaking as I tie the leather straps of my best white tunic.Picking the right running furs and rubbing the sweet wolfsbane oil onto my skin takes my paws a super long time. My heart has been waiting for this exact sun-turn going with Vickon to the high elder council to bind our life-names together for what feels like ten winters.Our bodies did this exact ritual once before, in my previous life cycle. Back then, my brain could barely remember the tiny details, only the giant reluctance, the angry resistance inside my bones. The old charcoal sketch on our first pack bond paper showed zero smiles on my face.This new time, there is zero unwillingness inside my chest. Instead, a lot of old guilt mixes up with my puppy nerves, and just a tiny touch o

Zafira Nightvale POV"How could my unranked wolf brain possibly forget something as crucial as the digital security lens cameras inside the sleeping den?" I ask my own mind, but my face shows absolutely nothing to the room as the thought flashes through my skull."Exactly," Sorelle Mistfang barks right back at my teeth, her snout looking super confident and proud. "Don't your claws have security lens data inside that den? Our boots can just check the master computer files right now—that track will prove my paws are completely innocent of touching your phone terminal."She unlocks her pack tablet real fast and opens the fortress security lens app with her fingers, but my inner beast is not the least bit surprised to find that during that exact sun-hour window, the Blackwynd fortress suffered a sudden power grid cut. There is zero video footage left on the digital screen."A pack power cut? Right at that exact microsecond?" my mouth says out loud, and my throat almost lets out a giant l