All Chapters of Omega's Claim, Alpha's Surrender 2: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Walker pulled his heavy leather cloak tighter around his chest, intending to lean back against his wooden wagon for a short nap—his warrior frame was just that exhausted from the border patrol.Suddenly, he sat bolt upright on the seat, his claws fumbling for his glowing slate stone to summon his pack attendant."Drive your personal wooden cart over to these border gates right now!""Huh? Master Walker?""Bring your plain cart here, and then drive my golden ceremonial carriage back to my private estate garage."His own royal carriage was far too obvious near the Moore family grounds. Even Jessa, as oblivious as he acted, would recognize the Walker crest in an instant. Any of his high-born Alpha transport setups would stand out like a blood stain on fresh snow out here!Only his attendant's plain, worn cart would blend in with the common border wagons. It would not draw a single suspicious eye in this low-ranking territory."By the sacred moon, Jessa, your stubborn body is the only mal

Walker gripped a dried moon-herb roll tightly in his calloused hand, though he hadn't struck a single spark to light it. His sharp claws simply toyed with the iron fire-stone, flicking the wheel to send brief sparks into the air, watching the tiny embers flare and die before snapping his palm shut, all while his golden Alpha eyes remained pinned to Jessa.Zero forward movement, zero words spoken between them.Jessa Moore hadn't expected the arrogant male to actually show his face directly outside his family's timber lodge, and the bold intrusion made his blood boil.The absolute last thing his wolf wanted was for his elder parents to catch wind of his reckless past mistakes! How could his tongue possibly explain to them that their sensible child had gone wild, boldly hitting on a high-born Alpha at a tavern, asking the dangerous male straight to his face if his body wanted a single night of heat?Click.The fire-stone sparked again, a brief flash of red lighting up Jeffrey's harsh fea

"Where do your boots think they are walking in that state?"With a brief glance, Jeffrey motioned for Jessa to look down at his own wrecked frame.His lips were bruised and swollen, his pale cheeks flushed red, his dark hair a wild mess, and his face smeared with sweat. Drenched in heavy perspiration, his clothes were as thoroughly shredded as if his wolf had been locked in a bloody border duel. That was zero state for a male warrior to march back into his family lodge.His elder parents would likely draw their steel and summon the pack guards upon seeing his body in such a wreck."Mind your own business, Master Walker.""And if my wolf does not mind your state, who else will? What other male do you want tending to your wounds?" Jeffrey's deep voice dropped into a low rumble, as if coaxing and compromising were the absolute last resort of his inner beast. "Let our transport head straight to my timber lodge first so your skin can wash, take a hot basin bath, and slip into clean furs."

"An answer? How can your mouth grant my beast an answer?"They didn't even hold each other's communication frequencies on their slate stones. Was his wolf supposed to just wait around in his quarters, hoping his scent would wander back to grant him a decision?Jessa hesitated for a brief second, then with a sharp, sarcastic smirk, he said, "Oh, very well then. Inscribe my rune digits into your slate, it is 555-867-5309."After rattling off the numbers, he turned his heels to march toward the timber door.Jeffrey lunged forward and snatched his linen sleeve before the male could cross the threshold!The very next second, the Alpha's slate stone produced a sharp, harsh magic ping—"The rune frequency you have summoned does not exist within the pack boundary. Please verify the digits and summon again..."Jessa froze mid-step, his jaw tightening. He hadn't expected the dominant male to test the stone right then and there!The silence inside the hallway grew deadly tense.Jeffrey just star

"Indeed."When Jessa first discovered that Grant Walker held a deep, possessive craving for Mars Reed, his spirit was completely stunned!Every young warrior in the territory dreams about a high-ranking Alpha sweeping them into an elevated life, but the reality of bridging that massive divide isn't just about raw physical attraction. It means treading across a deadly minefield of pack laws, rank structures, and sacred territory boundaries."Ah, if only my hands had introduced your spirits sooner!" Jessa lamented, then caught his own tongue, "And, Kenneth, if only your heart had severed the bond with your former mate a bit earlier! The second my ears heard your side was free, I tried to play matchmaker for Mars. Your wolf cannot pin this failure on my actions!"Kenneth chuckled softly, reaching out to ruffle Jessa's messy dark hair."Our paths were simply not woven by the Moon Mother; zero wolves carry the blame."Mars had slept through most of the flight across the northern border ski