บททั้งหมดของ No Longer Yours:Pregnant and Divorced by the Regretful Alpha: บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 106

morning light came through the narrow arched windows of the Alpha bedroom, making long shadows on the dark wooden floor. The storm had totally died down, leaving the valley outside covered in a heavy snow.Sarah opened her eyes slowly, feeling the deep warmth of the thick blanket around her sore muscles. For the first time in four days, her chest didn't feel tight with panic, the cold wind that haunted her city penthouse was gone. The air in the Citadel smelled of burning wood, old leather, and the soft, safe smell of rain and mountain gold.She turned her head on the pillow.Damian was sat in a high backed leather chair by the stone fireplace, fully dressed in his dark linen shirt and fine pants. A heavy leather book rested on his knee, but he wasn't reading it, his icy blue eyes were fixed totally on her face, watching her breathe with quiet watchful love that made her heart skip.The moment he saw her blue eyes open, the sharp stern lines of his face softened into a very soft smile

The battle command room under the Black Citadel was cold, map tables blinked with live satellite feeds of the north river border, showing Lady Vivienne's Frost crest scouts as red dots along the silver line of the water.Sarah stood at the head of the long black table, her dark navy jacket open, her silver blonde braid pinned back. Across her shoulders, the faint blue glow of her wolf light hummed a calm, controlled power that kept her mind sharp despite her tiredness.Beside her, Damian sat in a heavy leather chair, his big sword laid flat across the table. His golden Alpha light was held tight around him, but his icy blue eyes were fixed on the middle hologram floating in the air before them: a detailed 3D wire frame of the Old Iron Foundry.Gathered around the war table were the senior leaders of the alliance. Beta Marcus, Captain Logan, Alpha Kaelen of the South Pines, and three high lords of the regional pack councils stood in silent, focused attention. Even elder Vane sat at the

The heavy truck hummed hard as its snow tracks chewed through deep snow along the lower ridge road. Inside, the cabin was dark except for the dull amber pulse of battle monitors and the blinking blue light of medical screens.Sarah sat on the bench across from the main bed, her carbon alloy bow resting across her knees. Her dark combat suit was burnt at the shoulder, but her hands were totally still.On the bed lay Alpha Dennis Blackwood. The old lord's face, pale and lined from five years in a sleeping tank, was finally settling into quiet, natural sleep. The toxic purple veins that had webbed across his neck were totally gone, leaving behind only the faint steady beat of a noble wolf core slowly taking back its body.Beside Sarah sat the little boy. Wrapped in a thick navy wool blanket twice his size, the boy had his small head resting against Sarah's thigh. His dark hazel eyes were heavy with tiredness, but every few seconds he would blink open to make sure she was still there, his