All Chapters of Fated to the Black Sheep Alpha: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Jax brought his hand down hard. He was holding a thick, brown paper folder that was full of papers. He hit the folder against the heavy metal table in the middle of the room. The loud noise bounced off the hard, gray stone walls. This room was deep under the ground. It was a safe place where they kept all the weapons and guns. The loud smacking sound rang out again and again in the cold, empty space. Jax did not say hello. He did not ask how I was doing. He did not want to waste even one second talking about normal, everyday things. His face was very wet. Drops of warm sweat ran down his skin and dripped from his chin. He was taking deep, loud breaths. His chest moved up and down fast, like he had just finished running a very long race. I looked into his dark eyes. They were burning with a strong, hard feeling. I could see that he had found out something very bad. He had found a real truth that we could not hide from anymore."I took the pieces of that very old paper promise," Jax sta

Jax slammed the heavy leather folder onto the steel map table, the sharp smack echoing off the concrete walls of our underground war room."I found him, Xavier," Jax said, wiping a streak of black oil from his cheek with the back of his tactical glove. His dark eyes were burning with pure fire. "It took three days of cracking encrypted Red Lake radio frequencies, but I pinpointed the exact location."I leaned over the map table, my massive hands gripping the cold steel edges until the metal groaned under my weight. "Where is he, Jax? Where the fuck is Silas's missing brother?""Deep in the shadow of the Black Ridge mountains," Jax said, slamming his index finger right into the middle of Red Lake territory. "He’s sitting inside a reinforced stone lodge guarded by a dozen high-grade executioners. He isn't a prisoner, Xavier. He’s living under a fake name, completely off the grid."I stared down at the map, my jaw clenching hard enough to crack my teeth. My white wolf power was humming h

The heavy iron table in the war room was covered in maps, but all I could look at was the absolute stupidity walking back and forth across my floor."You're out of your damn mind," I growled, slamming my palm down onto the map of the northern ridges. The sound echoed off the stone walls like a gunshot. "You want to sit down and parley with Killian after everything that old bastard put us through? After Richard died with his boots in the dirt trying to rip your throat out, you think Vance is just offering a handshake?"Raine didn't even flinch. She stood across from me with her arms crossed over her chest, her ice-blue eyes locked onto mine with a cold, terrifying calm. The air around her boots was frosting the edges of the rug, turning white as her breathing slowed down."I am not asking for your permission, Xavier," she said, her voice completely flat, devoid of any warmth. "Killian sent terms. He wants the eastern corridor secured and a joint council seat to rebuild the broken trade

The heavy oak doors of the High Council chamber swung open with a slow, echoing creak, letting the cold autumn wind sweep across the polished marble floor.I stood at the head of the grand hall, my shoulders back, my chin held high. Every single Alpha King, pack elder, and territory lord was staring at me. They sat in rows of tiered stone benches, their eyes wide, whispering behind closed fists. They expected a terrified girl to be dragged in chains by her grandfather's enemies. Instead, they watched the true heir of the Winslow line step forward alone, wearing a simple black velvet dress, her ice-blue eyes burning with absolute authority.Beside me walked Killian Vance.The master of the Red Lake horde wasn't wearing his battle-scarred leather trench coat or carrying his heavy iron weapons. He wore a clean, dark wool suit, his head held high, walking step-for-step beside me as an equal partner, not an invader. The shock wave of his presence sent a low, nervous rumble rolling through

The iron gates of the Red Lake compound were cold and rusted, but I didn't give a damn about the weather or the jagged spikes overhead. I slammed my fist right against the thick steel bar, the metal ringing out like a church bell across the quiet valley."Open this fucking door, Killian!" I screamed, my voice echoing off the concrete guard towers. "I know you're sitting in there, you old bastard! Open the gate before I freeze your whole damn fence into dust!"The heavy steel clanked, and the left side of the gate swung inward just enough for a single person to slip through. Two Red Lake guards in black tactical gear stepped out, their hands hovering over their sidearms, their yellow eyes glaring at me with raw hostility. But I didn't flinch. I let my white wolf aura flare hot under my skin, turning the damp grass around my boots into a sheet of white frost. They stepped back, smart enough not to test a pissed-off White Wolf.I walked right past them, my heavy boots crunching against t