Semua Bab CAN I RIDE, STEP-UNCLE?: Bab 31 - Bab 40

BOYD STEVENS POV"Where is your alpha body at, brother?" Victor Stevens asks through the communication stone, his voice sounding super impatient.I lean my large male back against the heavy leather seat of the black G Wagon carriage, keeping my dark eyes sharp on the long forest trail. "My wolf is about two short minutes out from the pack citadel."Victor lets out a big chuckle on the other end. "How did that territorial dispute go down at the Alpha Dominion Hall?"I smirk right at the trees, my jaw tightening up hard. "My wolf had to knock a stupid rogue straight out for running his mouth about our ancient moon bloodline."Victor whistles super low through the magic stone link. "Damn, my wolf should have rolled out to the training grounds with you.""Nah, my wolf handles his own pack business. Your spirit already knows exactly how I move in these dark woods.""Facts, alpha."I adjust my silver warrior watch on my thick wrist, looking at the road. "Why does Sokka keep blowing up my co

BOYD STEVENS POV"Brother, you are truly the sovereign alpha of this lineage," Victor Stevens says, his large male shoulder bumping against mine as we stand near the stone hearth. "I might be the only biological son our parents sired, but after your father fell in the ambush, my dad raised your wolf like his own pup.""I know, but there was still a boundary between us," I reply, tipping the heavy ceramic jug to pour more burning mountain liquor into my wooden chalice, my dark eyes staring deep into the crackling flames as old pack memories play out like a vivid dream.Victor leans his broad torso forward, his warrior braids shifting against his neck. "Your wolf is thinking about how this entire bloodline mess started, huh?"My male lips twitch into a dark smirk. "When am I not? The secret territorial operations Senior had my wolf running back then were absolutely lethal." I lean my heavy frame back into the leather chair, feeling the cool shadow of the den soothing my tense shoulders.

“My wolf can see the truth in your words,” I say, my voice dropping into a quiet gravel.Sokka reaches across the hide blanket and presses his bare hand against my forearm, a gesture so unusually small yet surprising enough that it makes my inner beast freeze completely. “My spirit knows I have made devastating miscalculations, and I know your wolf completely despises the methods I used to secure this heir. But I am asking your body to trust my alliance, Boyd. Just this one time.”I offer zero immediate response, my internal monologue instantly escaping this room to focus entirely on Thorne Matthews. The hidden moonborn maiden who ignited a ferocious fire inside my beast that I cannot even put a name to, the fragile male wolf who is currently carrying my genetic line inside his womb. Was it truly the hand of the Moon Goddess that decreed he would be the exact body to bind our lives together like this? The thought rattles my inner wolf just as much as it completely consumes my desires.

THORNE MATTHEWS POVThe faint, warm glow of the oil lamp spills across the worn wooden floorboards of the small cabin as I tug the thick leather zipper of my canvas duffel bag shut, placing it neatly against the heavy oak front door. The air inside the room is incredibly heavy with words we are both too terrified to speak out loud, Elder Tillie sitting completely motionless in her old rocking chair, her wrinkled male hands clasped tightly together over her lap. The distant, low howling of the young pups out in the training grounds echoes through the walls, but neither of our spirits is paying any attention to the clan noise.“My beautiful boy,” Elder Tillie finally says, her cracked voice breaking the dense silence of the cottage. “Is your inner wolf absolutely certain this is the sacrifice your spirit wants to make for our bloodline?”I pause mid-motion, using a trembling hand to brush a stray lock of dark hair back behind my ear as I turn my torso to face the old pack leader. “Yes,

Abby hesitates, his bright smile faltering for a fraction of a second as his scent shifts. "Alright, sit your bodies down at the bench. My tongue has a massive revelation to share with your spirits." He draws a deep breath, lowering his voice into a quiet whisper. "My wolf is currently mating with someone."I blink my eyes rapidly, my jaw clenching so hard the bone aches. "My inner beast knows damn well your body isn't lying with Randall Kirkland?"Abby winces, his eyes shifting toward the floor. "Not exactly him.""Not exactly him?" Ellis echoes, his deep male voice rising past the wooden rafters."It is... it is his biological brother," Abby admits, his eyes darting frantically between our rigid frames.The entire cottage drops into a suffocating, lethal silence, the terrifying weight of his words settling over the room like an explosive pack boundary dispute."His brother?" I repeat, my voice dropping into a dangerous, low whisper that barely carries across the table. "Are your wor