All Chapters of Fated to the Black Sheep Alpha: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The silver gavel slammed down against the solid oak bench with a sound that echoed through the vast, marble High Council chamber, sealing the fate of the entire Northern Territory."The votes have been counted," High Elder Vane announced, his deep, aged voice booming across the tiered gallery of Alpha Kings, elders, and pack representatives. "By a majority decision of the High Council, the Northern Unified Defense Pact is officially passed."A collective murmur rippled through the packed assembly hall. Raine stood right beside me at the center podium, her warm hand wrapped tightly inside mine. Her ice-blue eyes shone with a quiet, fierce pride, her thumb gently rubbing the back of my knuckles. Across the aisle, my father sat behind the heavy Wright family banner. His face was a mask of cold stone, but the dark vein throbbing on his temple gave away the absolute fury raging inside his chest."Under the terms of this pact," Elder Vane continued, unfurling a thick parchment scroll, "join

Raine pushed open the heavy oak door to my sitting room. The fire in the hearth had died down to glowing red embers, casting long, dancing shadows across the high stone walls. It was quiet here. The sounds of the medics shouting and the guards clearing bodies in the main hall didn't reach this far back.She helped me down onto the large leather sofa in front of the fireplace. I let out a low groan as my weight hit the cushions, my bad leg stretching out."Stay still," Raine ordered, kneeling right between my legs. She reached for the silver-hunting dagger she kept strapped to her thigh and sliced straight through the dark fabric of my pants, exposing the ugly, black-edged wound on my thigh.The skin was swollen, smoking faintly as my Alpha body tried to fight off the silver."This is going to hurt, Xavier," she murmured, looking up at me. Her ice-blue eyes were so full of warmth and tender care that it made my chest ache."Just do it, sweetheart," I said, leaning my head back against

"I keep insurance, Torin," Twyla corrected smoothly, leaning closer across the table until I could smell her expensive vanilla perfume. "And right now, that drive is your golden ticket. You take this to Silas Winslow and the High Council tomorrow morning. You hand them Richard on a silver platter. You clear your own name, prove you weren't part of the Red Lake conspiracy, and claim your rightful place as the head of the Wright family once Richard is stripped of his title and locked in a silver cage."I stared at her, my eyes narrowing. "And what do you get out of this little trade, Twyla?""Simple," she said, her voice dropping into a desperate, intense purr. "A full pardon from the Winslow pack. No trial, no exile to the wild territories, and no prison cell. You give me my freedom, a clean passport, and two million dollars from the private corporate vault to start over in the south. In exchange, I sign the affidavit and testify that I was forced to hold those files under duress."It

"Nobody controls me," I snapped, my wolf flashing a hot spark of anger in my chest. "I am my own Alpha. I fought for this estate right alongside you.""Did you?" Marcus asked, his voice dead calm, cutting right through my anger like a razor blade.I stared at him, the silence stretching out between us, heavy and uncomfortable. "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"Marcus leaned back in his chair, folding his arms across his chest. He looked exhausted, older than I had ever seen him, but his mind was sharp, calculating every single word."Let’s talk about the Wright family for a minute," Marcus said quietly. "Let's talk about Torin."My stomach tightened at the sound of Torin’s name. I pictured him the way I had seen him just an hour ago in the lower halls—sitting on a bench by the infirmary, pale, shaking, and completely broken."Torin is done," I muttered, shaking my head. "He lost everything. His father abandoned him in the middle of a warzone. He has nothing left.""Exactly," M

A thick layer of blue ice exploded off my bare knuckles, turning the reinforced wooden dummy into a hundred flying splinters that nearly shaved Xavier’s ear off."Focus, Raine!" Xavier barked, ducking under the sharp wooden shrapnel without even blinking.He didn't back away. He didn't drop his stance. His golden eyes were locked right on mine, his broad chest rising and falling in heavy, steady breaths as steam rose off his bare shoulders in the cold training ring."I am fucking focused!" I snapped back, wiping a streak of sweat and frost from my forehead.My heart was hammering against my ribs like a trapped wild animal. Ever since my silver dampener bracelet had been shattered, the white wolf power inside me felt like a damn dam breaking open. There was no filter anymore. No silver metal to choke back the freeze. Every time my pulse spiked, the air in the room dropped ten degrees, and pure ice rushed through my veins whether I wanted it to or not."You're relying on the ice because