Todos los capítulos de Where the Pack Ends: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

"Are you out of your mind asking if he's knotted me?"The growl tore from my throat before I could stop it, my inner wolf thrashing against my ribs in sheer disgust. Artemisia sat across the wooden table in the Moonstone Tavern, her manicured claws tapping against her goblet of crimson wine with a sickeningly sweet smirk on her face."What's wrong, little sister?" Artemisia purred, leaning closer over the scarred oak table. "Did I hit a sensitive nerve? If you won't tell me whether the Supreme Alpha King has claimed your heat, I'll never give you the truth about why our mother vanished from the Lykaon Moonfang Pack."I closed my eyes and forced a slow, agonizing breath through my nostrils, trying to drown out the heavy scent of roasted meat and stale ale filling the tavern. My half-sister had always played the refined noble female in public, but right now, she sounded like a desperate rogue clawing for filth."Leonidas is the Supreme Alpha King of the Argyros Silverclaw Pack," I raspe

"Believe whatever fantasy you want, raw-blood," I spat, my voice scraping low and jagged against the back of my throat. "Do you honestly think your opinions hold weight in my world?"Themistocles Drakon didn't even blink. He picked up his wooden trench-fork, his silver moon-clasps catching the low torchlight of the Moonstone Tavern. He didn't know the keeper, and he’d never walk these dirt alleyways again after today. Whether some low-ranking pack member misread our proximity meant less than nothing to a high-born warrior of the Drakon line.His logic was cold, iron-clad, and entirely untouchable. Yet staring at him, I felt a sudden, icy shiver race down my spine. The pristine, flawless cut of his jaw, the deadly symmetry of his face—he looked like he belonged on a throne in the Silverclaw Dominion Tower, not sitting across from a cast-out female in a greasy tavern. When he stood beside Leonidas Argyros, neither Alpha shrank into the other's shadow. They belonged to a brutal, untoucha

"I will rip your fucking head off if you touch her again, Daxos," Leonidas growled, his voice deep as a thunderclap, vibrating through the stone path under our feet.The weight of his hand remained clamped around my waist, hot and heavily possessive. The intense, intoxicating scent of pine and raw winter storm flooded my senses, making my wolf pace restlessly against my ribs. I tried to pull back, but his grip tightened, pressing me firmly against his broad, muscular chest.Daxos Argyros merely smirked, casually sliding his hands into his tunic pockets as he met his elder brother's murderous glare. "I was only saving our little guest from taking a nasty spill on the flagstones, Leonidas. No need to let your claws out over a simple courtesy.""She doesn't need your courtesy," Leonidas snapped, his dark eyes flashing a dangerous amber before locking onto mine. The raw intensity in his gaze made my pulse spike, but I forced my expression into a cold mask."Release me, Alpha Argyros," I s

"I did not lay a finger on her!"My chest heaved, my claws pricking the skin of my palms as I glared down the two females blocking the stone path. Elara Frostfang sneered, her eyes flashing with cruel, predatory light as she took a slow step toward me."She is lying, Brother!" Elara shouted, her voice echoing off the carved obsidian pillars of the Argyros Citadel. She didn't look at me; she looked directly past my shoulder at the shadow looming behind us. "Artemisia came into our territory like a feral stray! Nyra was only protecting the pack's honor!"Tears burned the back of my throat, but I forced my eyes to stay wide and glossy, letting the drops spill over my lashes in fat, shimmering streaks. I sank to my knees on the cold flagstones, clutching my ribs where Nyra's iron-tipped boot had struck me moments before."I was only trying to leave, Lord Leonidas," I whimpered, keeping my voice soft, sweet, and drenched in heartbreak. I looked up at the towering male whose scent—pure, dom

"You cannot stop him from coming into the grand hall," Dilios Moonfang said, stepping in front of Artemisia Lykaon before she could take another step toward the private chambers of the Silverclaw Dominion Tower. "The Supreme Alpha King summoned Lady Gorgo himself. It is not our place to block her path."Artemisia pulled her fur cloak tight around her shoulders, letting out a faint, dismissive sigh. "Is that so? And what business does Leonidas have with a female who refuses to submit to pack duty?"Dilios maintained a rigid stance, his jaw set. "It is the private business of the Alpha King and his promised mate. It does not concern us."Artemisia's lip curled slightly, though her tone remained deceptively light. "I see. Well, if my fierce Alpha brother demands her presence, who am I to interfere?"She turned her sharp eyes toward Dilios, noticing the slight tension in his shoulders. "Tell me, Dilios... if I ever require the counsel of the Supreme Alpha, may I count on you to deliver my