All Chapters of Hunting The Alpha’s Heart: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Lyra’s POVNeither Freya nor I spoke as we ran through the forest.The black wolf’s words followed me anyway. My father had been the Alpha of the Ashwood bloodline. He had abandoned his position after I was born, hidden our family among humans, and raised me without knowing what I truly was because he believed it would keep me safe.According to the wolf who had murdered him, it still hadn’t been enough.I pushed myself faster until we reached the fallen tree where Freya and I had hidden our clothes beneath the exposed roots. After making sure no one was nearby, I shifted back. Silver fur disappeared as my body returned to its human form, and moments later I stood barefoot on the cold ground while Freya shifted beside me.We quickly pulled our clothes from beneath the roots and dressed before starting toward the estate. Our supposed morning jog had already lasted longer than I intended, and the last thing we needed was someone wondering where we had been.For the first few minutes, Fr

Lyra’s POVBy the time I reached the capital, I had repeated the same question in my head so many times that I was beginning to hate it.Was my father really the Alpha of the Ashwood bloodline?The black wolf’s words had followed me all the way from Dravenford Estate. I didn’t trust him and couldn’t forget that he was the wolf who had murdered my parents, regardless of how many answers he claimed to have. Still, there was one person who could tell me whether he had spoken the truth.Grandfather was the only person who could confirm it, so I stood outside his house for several seconds before knocking. I had already decided I wouldn’t tell him about my encounter with the black wolf. If he knew I had spoken to my parents’ murderer, he would demand to know everything that had been said, including the claim about documents hidden in Cole’s bedroom.For now, I wanted to hear what Grandfather would tell me without knowing how much I had already learned.The door opened, and his eyebrows rose

Cole’s POV“I don’t want you to stop.”For a second, I forgot how to breathe. Lyra was still close beneath the blanket, her hands resting against my chest and her lips only inches from mine.I had hoped tonight might lead somewhere beyond dinner and kissing beside the lake, but hoping was very different from hearing her tell me she wanted it too. I searched her face, needing to be certain I hadn’t misunderstood her.“Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked with a small smile. I brushed a strand of hair away from her cheek.“Because I’m making sure I heard you correctly.” Her smile grew as she leaned closer.“You heard me, Cole.” She barely finished before I kissed her.I tried to keep the kiss slow, but Lyra made that impossible when her fingers curled into my shirt and she kissed me harder. My arm tightened around her waist until there was barely any space between us, and my wolf immediately stirred with approval.I forced myself to pull back before I forgot we were still sit

Lyra's POVBy the time I left the bed, Cole was already downstairs. I showered, dressed, and followed the smell of food into the kitchen, stopping in the doorway when I found him at the stove in a black shirt and gray sweatpants, his hair still messy from sleep.Seeing Cole making breakfast was somehow more surprising than watching him fight rogues, and guilt immediately crept in. I was supposed to be a maid at Dravenford Estate, yet here I was watching my Alpha cook while I had done nothing but sleep longer than him."You should have woken me so I could make breakfast."Cole glanced over his shoulder. "You make breakfast?""I know how.""That wasn't my question."I frowned and walked farther into the kitchen. "I'm a maid, Cole. You're the Alpha. This feels wrong."His eyebrows lifted. "You weren't complaining about me being the Alpha last night."Heat rushed into my face. "That has nothing to do with breakfast."His mouth curved as he pointed toward one of the stools. "Sit down, Lyra

Lyra’s POVThe moment my paws touched the ground, panic tore through me. Cole knew my secret.His gray eyes were locked on my silver fur, and the recognition in them was unmistakable. He knew I was the silver wolf from the Hunting Festival, the same wolf I had desperately tried to keep hidden from him.There was no excuse I could make and no lie that could undo what he had just seen. After everything I had done to hide who I really was, Cole had finally discovered the truth.Lana had taken control the moment she saw Cole being attacked, forcing the shift before I could stop her. “He knows,” I told her.“He can hate us later. We keep him alive first.”The rogue leader stared at us differently now, his earlier confidence disappearing. “So it’s true.”Lana growled, and my attention snapped toward him. I wanted to know what he meant, but one of the wolves beside Cole suddenly lunged. “Cole!”He shifted before the rogue reached him, but his injuries had already slowed him. He caught the wo