All Chapters of The Reign Of The Last White Wolf: Chapter 81 - Chapter 89

Traci’s POV I can’t believe I actually rested peacefully for once. I didn’t have to get up and run to the bathroom every ten minutes. That right there is a miracle in itself. The laughter from yesterday’s birthday celebration still lingered in my mind. Kael bursting out of a cake. Ryker somehow agreeing to wear a full-body condom over his clothes. The look on Raiden’s face when Kael proudly presented a box of microscopic condoms as if he’d discovered the greatest gift in history. I smiled to myself. Only this family could turn complete chaos into one of the happiest memories we’d ever made. A warm arm tightened around my waist. I turned my head just enough to find Raiden still asleep beside me while Zayden rested quietly on my other side. For a moment, I simply watched them. They looked peaceful. It was a side of them very few people ever had the privilege of seeing. These weren’t the Kings everyone respected and feared. They were simply my mates. Carefully, I slipped out of be

Ralph’s POV Everything was finally falling back into place. I leaned back in the chair behind my desk, staring out the office window toward the territory beyond. Warriors moved about their duties while new members continued settling into the pack. Life carried on, just as it always did. For the first time in what felt like forever, I allowed myself to think beyond tomorrow. My sons would be home today. The thought settled comfortably in my mind. It wasn’t just about getting them back. Once they walked back through those gates, everything else would start fixing itself. My mate would see that our family wasn’t beyond saving. She’d realize I’d never stopped fighting for our children. She’d come home. She had to. I’d spent enough nights replaying our last conversation. The disappointment in her eyes had stayed with me longer than her words ever could. She’d blamed me for everything. Darcy. The mines. The fighting. The endless war. She’d been wrong. None of this would’ve happened if M

Raiden’s POV There was something oddly satisfying about watching warriors improve. Not because they became stronger. Because they became smarter. Strength could be gained through hard work. Skill came with experience. Judgment… that took time. Most mistakes weren’t caused by a lack of ability. They were caused by rushing, overcommitting, or assuming an opponent would react the way you expected. That assumption usually ended with someone on their back. The training gym echoed with the sounds of bodies clashing against bodies and boots stomping on the floor. Warriors sparred in pairs across the large gym while others watched, waiting for their turn. Every so often someone hit the ground hard enough to earn a round of laughter before climbing back to their feet and trying again. Exactly the way training should be. Zayden stood a few yards away correcting one warrior’s stance while Kael had somehow turned another demonstration into what looked more like controlled chaos. Ryker leaned

Zayden’s POV Some feelings refused to go away no matter how hard you tried to ignore them. I’d spent the better part of the afternoon buried in paperwork, hoping keeping my mind occupied would push aside the uneasy feeling that had followed me ever since training. It hadn’t worked. Every time I looked down at the reports scattered across my desk, my thoughts drifted right back to Raiden. The force of my shove. Watching him stumble backward before landing flat on his ass. Then seeing the expression on his face change as he looked upward. He hadn’t been joking. He hadn’t been trying to tease me about accidentally launching him halfway across the training floor. Something had caught his attention. Something that had wiped the amusement from his face. Spider webs. And a spider. I leaned back in my chair, rubbing a hand across my face. “I don’t like this,” I muttered. Spiders weren’t unusual. The palace was old enough that every now and then someone would find one tucked into a corne