All Chapters of Sold to My Enemy Alpha: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The pack stared at me like I was a stranger.I walked into the dining hall for breakfast, and every single wolf stopped what they were doing. Forks froze mid-air. Conversations died. Eyes tracked me across the room like I was a threat.I kept walking.Kael's chair was at the head of the table. Mine was to his right. I sat down like I belonged there.Vera was already seated. She raised an eyebrow but said nothing.Elias walked in behind me. He sat across from Vera."You're late," Vera said."I was training," I said."Training what? Your face?""Your wit is sharp today.""My wit is always sharp. You're just slow."I almost smiled.The pack started eating again. The whispers started too."She thinks she's Luna now.""Look at her sitting there like she owns the place.""She's still Silver Crescent.""Alpha Kael is making a mistake."I kept my eyes on my plate. Bread. Meat. A bowl of stew. I ate slowly. Deliberately. Like I had all the time in the world.Kael walked in.The room went quiet

The trap was set.Kael spent the next two days planning. He didn't tell me everything. Just what I needed to know."There's a traitor in the pack," he said. "Someone who let Marcus's messenger into the house. Someone who planted the letter.""Who?""I don't know yet. But I'm going to find out.""How?"Kael looked at me. His black eyes were cold. Calculating."With you."The plan was simple.Kael announced to the pack that I was leaving. That I couldn't handle the pressure. That I was going back to Silver Crescent.The pack believed him.Why wouldn't they? I'd been fighting with Kael for weeks. The letter had shaken me. Everyone knew.I packed my bag. Walked to the front door. Vera watched from the stairs. Her face was unreadable."You're really leaving?" she asked."I have to.""You don't have to do anything.""I do."She walked down the stairs. Stopped in front of me."Be careful," she said."I will.""If you need help—""I know where to find you."She nodded. Walked away.The front

The messengers left at dawn.Kael sent them to every corner of the territory. Wolves who owed him favors. Wolves who hated Marcus. Wolves who wanted to see Silver Crescent fall.I watched them go from the kitchen window. Their figures disappeared into the snow, becoming small dots against the white landscape. Each one carried a piece of our hope.Vera stood beside me. Her arms were crossed. Her face was unreadable."You're really staying," she said."I said I would.""I didn't believe you.""Now you do?"She looked at me. Her blue eyes were thoughtful. Something had shifted in her expression. The hostility was gone. In its place was something almost like respect."Now I do," she said.She walked away.Kael came up behind me. His hands landed on my waist. His lips touched my ear."Watching them leave?" he asked."Watching them go to war.""That's the same thing.""No. War is what happens when they get there. This is just travel."He laughed. The sound vibrated against my back. Warm. Re

Vera found me in the training yard at dawn.The sun hadn't risen yet. The snow was blue in the half-light. My breath came out in white clouds as I moved through the forms Kael had taught me.The knife felt natural in my hand now. Like an extension of my arm. I could feel the weight of it, the balance, the way it moved through the air. Each movement was smoother than the day before. More precise."Your form is getting better," Vera said.I turned. She was leaning against the fence. Her arms were crossed. Her face was unreadable. But something in her eyes was different. Softer. Almost vulnerable."Thanks," I said."I'm not complimenting you. I'm stating a fact.""Same thing.""No. Compliments are nice. Facts are true."I lowered the knife. Walked to her. Snow crunched under my boots. The cold bit at my cheeks."What do you want, Vera?"She was silent for a long time. Her eyes were on the snow. Her jaw was tight. I could see the war inside her — the struggle between pride and the need to

The pack gathered in the training yard the next morning.Kael had called them. Every wolf who could stand. Every wolf who could fight. They came from the houses, the fields, the borders. They came with their weapons and their fear and their hope. The yard was packed with bodies, breath rising in white clouds, eyes fixed on their Alpha.Kael stood on a raised platform. His face was serious. His eyes were cold. The Alpha mask was firmly in place.I stood beside him. My heart was pounding. My hands were sweating. But I kept my face steady.The pack waited. Hundreds of wolves. All of them looking at me."We have a problem," Kael said. "Marcus is coming. He has an army. He has silver weapons. He has allies from the north."The pack murmured. Fear rippled through them like wind through wheat. I could feel it through the bond — their anxiety, their doubt. Some of them shifted their weight. Others looked at the ground."But we have something he doesn't have," Kael said. "We have each other. W