All Chapters of The Alpha's Forbidden Auction Mate : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Mira's POVWe started early, before most of the pack house had properly woken, Rowan leading me toward a private section of the training grounds he had cleared specifically for this purpose."We're going to work slowly," he said, settling into the particular focused instructor's tone I remembered from those early awareness lessons months ago. "Understanding your limits properly, rather than pushing you toward another collapse.""I appreciate the caution.""You nearly gave me a heart attack at Thornhollow," he said, something wry entering his voice despite the underlying seriousness. "I'd prefer not to repeat that experience."We began with something simple, testing the healing ability against minor injuries Rowan had prepared, small cuts he inflicted on his own forearm with careful precision, allowing me to practice controlling exactly how much energy each healing actually required."Try healing it only partway," he suggested. "Understanding whether you can control the intensity, rath

Rowan's POVElara stayed only three days before disappearing as suddenly as she had arrived, leaving behind a portrait she had carried with her, a careful painting of a woman she claimed was Mira's mother, promising to return once she had gathered proof considerably more concrete than her own word and a family resemblance.She left it propped against Mira's door the final morning, wrapped carefully in cloth, and by the time either of us thought to properly examine it, she had already vanished from Blackwood's grounds entirely, no trace of her passage beyond the note she left explaining her sudden departure. Something has found my trail. I cannot risk leading it here. I will return when it is safe.We unwrapped the portrait together that evening, and I watched Mira's breath catch at the sight of a woman whose features mirrored her own with unsettling precision, gentler somehow, softer around the eyes than the fierce resolve Mira herself carried, but unmistakably the same bloodline.Two

Rowan's POVMira's strategy proved considerably more effective than either of us anticipated, though the results arrived from a direction neither of us had properly considered.I noticed it first during a routine inspection of the eastern storerooms, one of the younger servants, a girl named Callie who had worked within the household for perhaps two years, growing visibly nervous whenever conversation drifted toward Elara's continued absence. She was careful about it, quick to compose herself whenever she noticed my attention, though the particular tension in her shoulders whenever the topic arose remained unmistakable to anyone properly watching for it.I did not confront her directly, mindful of Mira's own caution about assuming hostile intent too quickly.Instead, I mentioned the observation carefully to Elias, who agreed to watch Callie's movements more closely without drawing obvious suspicion, and within two days, he reported something considerably more unsettling than simple ne

Rowan's POVThe border matter proved less urgent than the initial message had suggested, a minor territorial dispute resolved within a single afternoon of careful negotiation, and I found myself riding back toward Blackwood considerably sooner than I had originally anticipated.Elias met me at the stables, his expression carrying the particular satisfied look I recognized whenever he had genuinely enjoyed watching something unfold well."How did the Ashwood matter go?" I asked, dismounting."Better than expected." He fell into step beside me as we walked toward the pack house. "Mira handled it."I stopped walking. "She handled it?""Not officially. She observed, exactly as you instructed. But somewhere along the way, she started asking questions neither party had properly considered, and by the time we left, Thane and Sela had walked the entire boundary together and agreed on a new arrangement without either of them feeling like they'd lost the argument."Something warm settled in my

Rowan's POVMira found me in my study within minutes of discovering the note, breathless and pale, and I understood immediately, reading through the message she extended toward me, exactly how significant this new evidence actually represented."There's an accelerated timeline," I said quietly, working through the implications. "And someone believes the Moon Court's council might intervene before they finish whatever they're planning.""We need to find whoever left this," Mira said. "Immediately."I agreed entirely, and within the hour, Elias had organized a careful, discreet watch over the archive itself, understanding that whoever had left this particular message would likely return eventually, either to retrieve additional communication or leave further instructions for their unseen contact.We did not have to wait long.Two nights later, Elias found me in my quarters well past midnight, his expression tight with barely restrained urgency."Someone's in the archive," he said. "Righ