All Chapters of Where the Pack Ends: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

I turned back at the edge of the stone corridor, my sharp wolf senses picking up the abrupt vibration of my crystal communicator.Pulling it from my tunic, I saw Su Xiaomi's name flashing across the glass screen. In the early pre-dawn darkness of Sparta Moonhaven, a call at this hour meant trouble."Xiaomi, what happened?" I whispered, my voice tight with immediate tension."Gorgo, something is wrong with Themistocles Drakon!" Xiaomi's frantic voice echoed through the static. "His spirit is thrashing, and the rogue energy from his war wounds is corrupting his core!"I glanced through the heavy archway of the healing suite. Leonidas was still standing near the stone altar, conversing in hushed tones with the head Moon Physician regarding the matriarch's condition.Artemisia’s burns were severe, but her life force was stable. My presence here served no purpose while the old matriarch remained unconscious.Without hesitation, I slipped quietly out of the medical room and moved toward the

"She inhaled dark smoke, and her wolf spirit is severely weakened," I answered carefully, watching him closely. "Doctor Ye Han stabilized her core, but she remains unconscious. Why do you ask?"Tianyou visibly relaxed, a heavy tension draining from his chest as he let out a low breath. "No reason. Just making sure the pack hierarchy isn't collapsing before our trial tomorrow.""Tianyou...""I have to assemble the heavy wooden drafting desks for the new recruits," he interrupted flatly, turning away before I could press him further. "Focus on your script, Gorgo. Leave the physical work to me."I watched him walk down the hallway, a strange, uneasy knot tightening in my chest. Tianyou was hiding something, but before I could ponder it further, Xiaomi called out from the end of the hall, reminding me that our morning tactical strategy class was about to begin.By nine-thirty, the five of us were walking down the pine-lined trail connecting the Lunar Crown Academy to the outer training gr

"Is this really how an Alpha Clan Lord spends his evening? Haggling down to the last copper over reef barnacles?"The fisherman stared at me in stunned silence, clearly unaccustomed to seeing an noble female of the Lykaon Moonfang Pack argue with the ferocious zeal of an outer-territory trader. The men of the elite bloodlines in Sparta Moonhaven were known for their towering pride and endless vaults of gold. They didn't count coins, and they certainly didn't care about market inflation on coastal delicacies."Little female," the old fisherman sneered, recovering his nerve as he gripped the damp edge of his wooden basket. "Have you ever even set foot in a real territorial market? These council prices you're babbling about are nothing but rumor. My dog-claw barnacles are freshly harvested from the deep moon-reef islands! Look at them! You think these are the same as those dead, rotting shells the outer scavengers sell?""Barnacles are barnacles, old man," I countered, stepping closer an

“Why did you drop your guard for a single second?” My bare soles slammed onto the jagged obsidian pebbles of the Sparta Moonhaven shoreline, every sharp rock biting straight into the open raw gashes of my foot.“You think I asked to bleed out on these sacred rocks?” I snapped, my lungs burning with the icy night air of the territory. I glared up at the silver-haired male carrying me. “Or maybe you think an heiress of the Lykaon Moonfang Pack isn't allowed to lose a little blood without your permission?”Themistocles Drakon just scoffed, his long silver hair whipping wildly across his shoulders in the harsh coastal wind. His golden wolf eyes flashed with pure annoyance as he carried me bridal-style past the edge of the Whispering Moon Woods.“You weigh nothing, Gorgo,” he grunted, his grip tightening around my bare thighs. “A newborn pup has more mass on its bones than the former mate of the Supreme Alpha King. Did the Argyros Dominion starve you, or are you just trying to fade away en

She lay there silently, her head resting on my shoulder, her body relaxing inch by inch into my warmth. My arm wrapped securely around her waist, pinning her to my side, while her slender hand rested against my ribs, right over my thumping heart.Within minutes, the exhaustion of three days of non-stop border skirmishes and council battles caught up to me. My eyes grew heavy, the scent of her wild-flower fur lulling my inner beast into a deep, peaceful quiet.For the first time in moons, the Supreme Alpha King slept without a blade in his hand.Knock. Knock. Knock.The sudden, sharp pounding on the heavy oak door shattered the quiet room like breaking glass.“Alpha King!” Astinos’s frantic voice echoed through the keyhole. “The false Luna has awakened in the sanctuary! She’s calling for you—she’s hysterical!”My eyes snapped open instantly. The heavy fog of sleep cleared in a split second, replaced by cold, sharp instinct.I moved to sit up, but a sudden sharp ache in my chest made me