《The Silver Wolf's Betrayal》全部章節：第 1 章 - 第 7 章

The celebration is in full swing by the time I emerge from the storage room. I had no choice - Luna Margaret sent three warriors to drag me out if necessary. Now I stand in the corner of the ballroom, holding a tray of champagne glasses, trying to become invisible.The packhouse has been transformed. Crystal chandeliers cast golden light across the crowd of elegantly dressed wolves. Everyone who matters is here - Alphas from neighboring packs, council members, warriors in their formal uniforms.And him.Prince Byrde stands at the center of it all, surrounded by admirers. He's changed into a black tux that fits him perfectly, emphasizing his powerful build. Every unmated female in the room circles him like hungry sharks, but his eyes keep scanning the crowd.Looking for me.Our eyes meet across the room, and the tray shakes in my hands. He starts walking toward me, but Sarah intercepts him, pressing her body against his arm."Prince Byrde," she purrs, "you must let me show you our pack

The Royal Pack is nothing like Lake Moon. Where my old pack was modern buildings and neat lawns, this place is ancient. The castle rises from the mountain like it grew from the stone itself, all towers and battlements under a darkening sky."Welcome to your new home," Byrde says, his hand warm on my lower back.It's been three days since the attack. Three days of traveling in armored vehicles, constantly looking over our shoulders. The silver scars on my side throb with each heartbeat, a constant reminder of how close I came to death."It's beautiful," I whisper."It's the safest place in the kingdom," the King says from ahead of us. "These walls have stood for a thousand years. They'll protect you."But as we enter through massive iron gates, I can't shake the feeling that we're walking into a trap.The pack members line the courtyard, all wanting to see their prince's mate. Their stares range from curious to hostile. I hear the whispers:"A silver wolf?" "The traitor's daughter?"

The training chamber beneath the Royal Pack castle felt older than the structure above it. Stone walls curved inward like the inside of an egg, covered in symbols that seemed to shift when Wendy wasn't looking directly at them. Fifty candles stood on iron pedestals arranged in perfect circles around the room, their flames casting dancing shadows that made the carved symbols appear alive."Your power responds to emotion," Aria said, standing in the center of the innermost circle. Her silver-marked skin caught the candlelight in ways that made her seem to glow from within. "Most wolves learn control through discipline. You must learn through understanding."Wendy stood opposite her grandmother, trying not to fidget under that ancient silver gaze. The scars on her left side tingled constantly now, a low-level burn that never quite went away. She'd changed into training clothes - simple black leggings and a tank top that left her marked skin visible. Every time she moved, she caught glimp