All Chapters of The Alpha's Hidden Triplets: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

The heavy carriage door slams back against the frame as Leori bolts into the grand courtyard of Blackmoor Crescent Keep. He doesn't look back, keeping his fists shoved deep inside his leather hunting vest, his boots cutting through the frozen dirt like a phantom fleeing a nightmare.Every second trapped in that wooden box beside Gali Blackmoor had made my son's claws itch to tear into the High Alpha's throat. His hatred for the man who banished me six years ago was a dark fire in his chest.Behind him, Gali steps out onto the stone carriage step. He stands motionless under the pale moon, staring at the boy's retreating shadow with golden, blood-shot eyes that burn with raw, unspoken devastation. The ruthless ruler of Myhill CrestHALL looks stripped of his armor, his broad shoulders heavy beneath his fur mantle.Pack Captain Lowell steps forward, holding a silver lantern above the frozen stones. "Alpha... take a breath. Malek's fever has clearly broken into the madness again. He is not

Inside the quiet sanctuary of Malek’s chamber, the brothers huddled close together, their connection humming softly through the communication runes.Evan paced the stone floor, his chest heaving with lingering fury as he whispered into the slate. "Is Mother alright now, Kairo? Has she ceased her weeping?"Kairo’s calm voice echoed back through the channel. "She has stopped crying. We have unraveled the knot. Gali declared over the communication line that he would forbid Mother from ever gazing upon Malek again. That is why her spirit shattered.""Why in the moon's name would he bar her from Malek?!""Mother herself remains uncertain. She confided to Matron Blossom that Gali contacted her out of nowhere, barking accusations that she attempted to steal his heir! Did you let slip something during your journey back that planted this madness in his head?"Evan paused, his golden eyes widening in sudden guilt. "While we rode in that wretched carriage, he kept interrogating me. I begged him t

"I would never wish death upon the High Alpha!" I hiss, my claws digging deep into my palms as I stare into the suffocating darkness of the courtyard. "No matter how much I despise Gali Blackmoor, I am no murderer! I live by the old pack laws!""Always be cautious, but never malicious," I whisper to my inner wolf, forcing my frantic breathing to slow.If Gali were to fall, what would become of Malek? The poor boy has already suffered six years of torment believing his mother abandoned him. Losing his sire now would tear his fractured wolf apart completely.A soft, mocking sigh drifts out from the shadow of the ancient stone archway."A tragic waste of mercy, Sandra," the velvety voice purrs smoothly from the mist. "Given the razor-sharp mind of Blackmoor Crescent Keep's lord, it is only a matter of moons before he piece together your bloodline. And when he uncovers your royal heirs, do you truly believe you can win a blood-right duel against the most formidable Alpha in Myhill CrestHA

"A genuine warrior makes amends through action, not empty promises," Kairo states, his small dark eyes cutting right through Gali's formidable presence. "You brought tears to my mother's eyes, High Alpha, so you must restore her peace."Gali Blackmoor frowns, his massive hands resting on the edge of the mahogany desk in the Emberfang Study. "How do you expect me to achieve that?""That is your burden to carry," Kairo replies smoothly. "You caused her distress; it falls on your shoulders to repair it.""I shall make an effort," Gali growls low in his throat."An effort is insufficient," Kairo pushes, stepping forward without a flicker of fear. "You must guarantee her contentment."Gali exhales a heavy, controlled breath. The sheer nerve of this five-year-old pup standing in his private study defies every pack rule, yet the boy's razor-sharp mind commands attention."If you truly believe my approach was flawed," Gali says, his deep voice vibrating through the stone room, "I give you my

"You know her!" Gali barks, his golden eyes narrowing into dangerous slits as his fingers tighten around my wrists. "You know Malek's mother!""Who?!" I scream back, my voice cracking against the freezing wind. "I do not know any high-ranking Luna!"Gali refuses to yield, his chest heaving as he steps closer, towering over me in the shadows of the Grand Temple gazebo. "Do not lie to me, Sandra! Think very carefully before you speak!"My frustration boils over into white-hot rage. "I have zero connection to Malek's mother! I do not know her!""Then explain this to me," Gali growls, his voice dropping an octave, heavy with dark accusation. "Why were you frantically attempting to rip the tunic from my shoulders tonight?!""I..." I bite my lower lip, my gaze darting away into the dark snow.Stripping his tunic was my desperate attempt to uncover the truth! I needed to check his skin with my own eyes. DNA test results can be faked by corrupt elders, but the jagged crescent bite mark on his