บททั้งหมดของ TOO LATE TO CLAIM ME,ALPHA: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Aurora trips during a forest patrol with Alpha Rowan, leading to a moment of unexpected warmth and her first genuine smile since fleeing her old life.The forest paths in the Ashford Pack territory are nothing like the rigid, stone-paved walkways of my old home. Here, nature takes over completely. Moss clings to the northern side of massive pine trees, and thick roots crisscross the dark earth like hidden veins waiting to trip the unwary.I walk beside Alpha Rowan as we patrol the eastern perimeter. The air is crisp, filled with the sharp scent of damp earth and crushed pine needles. It has been days since I escaped Kael’s trackers in the neutral woods, but my body hasn't forgotten the terror of that hunt. Every rustle of dry leaves makes my shoulders tense. Every sudden breeze makes my hand dart toward the small hunting knife tucked inside my belt.Rowan matches my pace without saying a word. He doesn't press me for answers or demand that I explain why a Beta's daughter was fleeing h

Nightmares of the public rejection wake Aurora in the Ashford territory, but stepping into the cool night air reveals Alpha Rowan quietly keeping watch over her.At night, the memories of the public ceremony sometimes creep back, making me wake up cold. My chest heaves as I jerk upright under the heavy blankets of the Ashford pack house guest room. My skin is slick with a thin layer of night sweat, cold enough to make me shiver despite the warm furs draped over my legs.In my dreams, the crowd is always screaming. The banners of the Crescent Moon Pack snap overhead like leather whips, and Kael's eyes are as hard as polished slate as he speaks the words that stripped away my entire life. The humiliation feels brand new every single time I close my eyes. The cold air in the quiet bedroom feels thin, completely lacking oxygen.I touch the mark on my collarbone where Kael’s bond once lived, now a faint, pale scar.My fingers trace the raised, silvered skin. It doesn't throb with power any

This reveals Aurora's hidden destiny as the ancient silver crescent mark of the Moon Goddess manifests on her skin, overwhelming Alpha Rowan and sparking a profound shift in her power.The neutral forest at midnight is usually cold and unforgiving, but inside the small, stone cottage near the Ashford border, the air feels heavy with unspoken tension. I stand near the narrow window, staring out into the dense wall of pine trees that hides us from Kael’s relentless trackers. Every rustle of leaves outside still makes my chest tighten with phantom terror. The memory of fleeing through the iron gates, hearing the baying of execution hounds behind me, isn't something that just disappears because I found a safe house.Behind me, the hearth crackles softly. Rowan is sitting on the edge of a wooden bench, unwrapping the linen bandages from his forearm where a tracker's blade grazed him during our escape. He doesn't complain. He hasn't complained once since he pulled me out of the mud two wee

Aurora discovers a glowing mark on her skin after escaping Kael's trackers, and Alpha Rowan swears to protect her while concealing a dangerous secret about its true power.The quiet inside the cabin in the heart of the Ashford Pack territory feels heavy, almost sacred. Firelight dances across the wooden walls, casting long shadows that flicker in rhythm with my shallow breathing. Outside, the deadly neutral forest rustles under the evening wind, a dark expanse where Kael’s relentless trackers still roam, searching for the runaway Beta’s daughter who refused to submit to his cold, new world.I sit on the edge of the low timber bed, staring down at my trembling hands. My skin still stings from the wild brambles that tore at my clothes during my desperate flight through the iron gates. I survived the wilderness. I survived the hounds. But the phantom sound of Kael’s public rejection still echoes in my ears, a cruel reminder of the childhood promise he shattered without a second thought.

Aurora reflects on her freedom and safety in the Ashford Pack, feeling the phantom pain of Kael's rejection disappear as she finally rests under Rowan's protection.The room is silent, bathed in the soft, blue wash of moonlight streaming through the high arched window. I lie in my bed, the silver mark on my neck glowing with a faint, comforting light. It pulses in time with my heart—a gentle, warm rhythm that radiates outward, soothing every frayed nerve in my body.For weeks, my throat felt like it was encased in ice. Ever since that devastating night at the gates of the Crescent Moon territory, when I fled into the dark neutral forests with Kael’s trackers howling at my heels, I carried the jagged weight of a broken bond. Every breath used to burn. Every quiet moment was an invitation for the memory of his cold betrayal to surface.Now, the phantom pain of Kael's rejection is completely gone, replaced by a steady, solid strength.I raise my hand, tracing the smooth skin near my coll