บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha's Hunted Hybrid Mate: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

The suffocating atmosphere of the lecture hall, with its towering ceilings and lingering scent of old wood, eased ever so slightly when the bell finally rang. But it wasn't enough to clear the gray haze clouding my mind. Not a single word the professor had said had stayed with me.The entire class, my eyes had wandered over the grain of the desk in front of me while my ears remained fixed on the uneven rhythm of Cassian's breathing three rows behind me. Surrounded by hundreds of ordinary students, we were both trapped inside prisons of our own making.When I blended into the crowd heading for the exit, I could feel the sharp weight of Cassian's blue eyes buried in my back through our bond. Axel was still restless. Cassian was still falling apart.But I had nothing left inside me to turn around... nothing left to help him carry those ruins.I pushed my way out of the crowded academic building, letting my feet decide where to go.I only knew I needed to get away. Away from the suffocati

Walking beside Cassian through the academy's polished hallways, keeping up the act of being the school's perfect couple, chipped away at my soul with every step. The moment we walked through the front doors, I pulled my hand out of his as if I were tearing flesh from bone.I didn't look back. Not at the shattered desperation in those blue eyes. Not at Axel's wounded cries echoing through our bond. Not even once.I didn't want to go home. I couldn't bear the thought of being trapped inside those four walls again, surrounded by the lingering scent of destruction Cassian had left in the kitchen and the poisonous silence consuming me from the inside.My soul needed room to breathe. It needed to get away from this bond that hurt every time it pulsed and return to something that felt like my own. As I walked toward the parking lot, I noticed Ivy watching me. The concern in her eyes told me she already understood how violent the storm inside me had become."Bloom," she said gently, falling i

The meeting room door creaked open with a deep, unsettling groan that echoed through the stone walls. The air, already thick with the scent of gunpowder and unresolved fury, shifted the instant the door opened. Two figures drifted inside so silently it seemed their feet never touched the ground. They were the pack's rune scholars—wolves who spent their lives in the most remote, forgotten corners of our lands, deciphering ancient inscriptions, tracing forgotten bloodlines, and studying parchments no one else dared to touch. You would never see them on a battlefield. They never tore into enemies with claws or fangs. But the centuries of knowledge locked away inside their minds made them one of the pack's greatest weapons. Their wide, midnight-black hooded cloaks concealed their faces completely. As the coarse fabric brushed against itself, it released the scent of ancient parchment, damp stone, and dried mountain herbs int

The whispers spilling out of the meeting room and the footsteps echoing through the corridors slowly shattered the eerie silence hanging over the palace. The Council had been summoned. That meant this wasn't just our pack's concern anymore. Every ancient leader, elder, and lawkeeper who held the fate of these lands in their hands was on their way here. For hours, I'd stayed in my room, watching through the window as black SUVs rolled up the mountain road toward the palace gates. Mounted guards escorted each convoy, and every leader arrived carrying the weight—and reputation—of their own pack. Cassian barged into my room like he was about to rip the door off its hinges. The protective fury burning behind his blue eyes hadn't faded in the slightest. For hours he'd repeated the same three dangers Silas had warned us about. Losing my soul. Losing my body. Becoming trapped in the maze of time itself.

The cold night air spilling through the rear entrance swallowed everything we'd left behind—the political tension, the Council's arrogant whispers, and Alpha Ronan's unshakable orders—until it all disappeared like mist. With every step we took, the lights behind us grew smaller, gradually surrendering to the unsettling darkness of the forest. The scent of earth filled my lungs, mixed with rotting leaves and damp pine needles. The weight of the backpack against my shoulders reminded me exactly where we were going with every step. We were leaving pack territory. Heading toward the sealed, cursed region where there were no Ancient Laws to protect us, no protective wards, and no familiar faces waiting nearby. Neither of us had spoken since we left. The silence stretched between us like an invisible rope pulled tight. Cassian walked ahead of me, his massive frame acting like a shield against the darkness. I couldn