Semua Bab The Alpha's Hidden Triplets: Bab 91 - Bab 100

My day took a sharp turn for the better after the visual call with my three little wolf pups, their bright laughter completely clearing the bitter chill from my bones. My mind immediately drifted back to Gali Blackmoor.The tense confrontation with that rugged Alpha in the wagon was just a temporary hurdle; severing my old ties and claiming my absolute freedom was the true prize I had returned for. Sure, he had growled at me not to bother his peace, but sending a formal pack missive wasn't exactly bothering him, was it? I wasn't barging into his private den unannounced.With my inner beast under control, I pulled out my communications crystal and dialed the main desk at Myhill CrestHALL.I swallowed my pride, asking in a low, polite voice, "Excuse me, is Alpha Blackmoor available to sign the final severing papers for our broken mate bond today?"The female warrior on the other end responded with smooth, cold protocol. "No. If Alpha Blackmoor happens to free up his schedule, he will re

Zane took a deep, shuddering breath, his chest rising as he raised his right hand toward the ceiling in a sacred blood-oath gesture. "She truly went to the Western Packlands to film that project, Sandra! Her wolf is alive and well! If you don't believe my word, you can ask her father, High Chief Newsom! She is the only blood-daughter of the Newsom Pack—if anything had happened to her life force, her entire family would be in mourning!"I gasped for air, my heart hammering like a trapped bird as I searched every inch of his face for a single sign of deception."I swear to you on my wolf's honor," Zane continued, his deep voice unwavering, "may the Moon Goddess strike my beast dead this very day if I am lying to you. Winona is perfectly safe. She is simply handling pack business in the west.""Then why would Sade curse her name like that?!" I demanded, wiping my eyes with the back of my sleeve. "Why would she wish death on us?!"Zane let out a heavy, bitter sigh, running a hand through

After leaving the Silvermoon Healing Packhouse, I went straight to find my old academy friend, Blossom. I had two urgent matters heavy on my mind. First, I needed to check on my three secret wolf pups at the private den-school. It was their very first day away from my scent, and my maternal instincts were completely on edge.Second, my wolf was still shaken to the core by the disturbing encounter with Luna Sade.Blossom was both appalled and furious when I laid out everything that had transpired in Sade's private suite."That ungrateful, snake-hearted stray!" Blossom hissed, her claws nicking the wooden table in outrage. "Winona offered her nothing but protection and pack resources, and to think she would wish blood-death on her behind her back! And then to turn that toxic venom onto you! Some females just don't appreciate a pure bloodline gesture. There's an old elder saying that fits her perfectly: 'Feed a wild rogue meat, and he'll bite your arm to the bone.' Sure, it's terrible sh

I gasped in genuine surprise, staring at Kairo. "What kind of idea, my sweet pup?"Kairo tilted his head, his dark eyes shining with ancient, calm intelligence. "Since young Lord Malek is so temperamental, territorial, and terrified of strange wolves, you shouldn't just barge directly into his private chamber. You need to let his inner beast sense your scent from a distance first. Show his wolf that you are a gentle healer who won't break his core, someone his instincts can learn to trust. Once his wolf calms down, you can step closer."I pondered my son's words deeply, my inner beast nodding along. He made a surprisingly powerful point."But still," I murmured, my claws lightly tapping the wooden table. "If I don't enter the Silverclaw Chamber, how can I let his wolf know my intentions are pure?""Send him gifts without entering his space," Kairo explained smoothly. "Send goodwill through his pack guards. Have his healers give him something crafted with your own hands—something to so

"What is this female playing at?" I muttered under my breath, my mind a tangled web of confusion as I carried the heavy thermos back into Blackmoor Crescent Keep. "Is there a difference between being kind and outright flirting?"My wolf bristled with territorial suspicion, but as I opened the sealed lid inside my private quarters, an intoxicating, mouth-watering aroma exploded into the air.Inside, Sandra had carefully packed two seasoned side meats, a perfectly golden wolf-egg omelet, six delicate sweet-root pastries, and a rich serving of mixed fruit nectar.The meats were fresh and vibrant, the omelet cooked to perfection, the pastries pale and tender, and the nectar sweet and sticky. It looked downright appetizing to a predator's raw hunger.My jaw twitched. I hesitated for a single second before deciding to sample each item—a personal poison test, of course, to ensure my heir's safety.No poison burned my tongue, but my bloodthirsty appetite certainly roared to life. Before my in