All Chapters of Broken By My Alpha Mate: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Rachel's POVLaura smiled through tears, patting my back with a trembling hand. "We’re doing alright, child. The territory renovation approval finally came through last week. We were almost forced to shut down the den because the local lords cut our funding, but... the Blackwood Group’s charity foundation tracked us down." Her voice shook with profound gratitude. "It seems our luck has finally changed under the Moon Mother."I turned to Silas, a wave of immense gratitude washing over me. "Laura, this is Mr. Blackwood. He’s the Supreme Alpha and CEO of the Blackwood Group."Laura’s eyes widened in sheer shock, overcome with joy. "Thank you, thank you so much for saving our pups, Alpha."Silas stepped forward, his dominant presence shifting into something profoundly respectful as he took her hand. "No, thank you for taking care of Rachel and protecting her wolf all these years."Laura blinked, thoroughly surprised, her gaze darting between Silas and me.My heart instantly raced with un

Rachel's POV I had once read a gossip article in a stray magazine claiming that Moonridge Bay only hosted the world’s elite, billionaires and high-ranking Alpha dignitaries. A single night in the Royal Suite cost more than the orphanage’s entire yearly food budget."How much does one night here cost?" I whispered, my voice sounding small against the marble and gold of the lobby."You should ask how much your shared marital assets will increase every night you stay here," Silas said lightly, a ghost of a smirk playing on his lips as he took my hand.It took a heartbeat for the realization to sink in. My pulse spiked. Moonridge Bay wasn't just a hotel, it was Blackwood territory.My ears went hot. Shared marital assets? I was a placeholder, a contract bride meant to be discarded when the "true" Luna was found. How could I even begin to think of his wealth, his pack’s legacy, as mine?The hotel was a masterpiece of opulence that made me feel like my soul had drifted right out of my

Rachel's POVHe sat back, but he didn't look at me with hate anymore. He looked at me with a haunted, unsettled fear.Jackson, sensing the mood slipping, cleared his throat. "Rachel, since you have entered this pack, you are a member of the Blackwoods. For now."I nodded respectfully."Go. Serve tea to the elders."A servant appeared with delicate porcelain cups. They were filled with steaming, boiling liquid, tea meant for wolves whose skin could withstand heat. As I took the cups, the heat seared into my palms immediately.I didn't flinch. I kept my hands steady, the scent of my own skin beginning to singe under the ceramic. This was the 'Obedience Test.' If I dropped a cup or cried out, I was weak."Elder Jackson, please have some tea," I said, offering the first cup.Jackson ignored me. He continued his conversation with an uncle, leaving me standing there, the boiling porcelain eating into my nerves."Grandpa, don't drink boiling water; it’s bad for your health," Silas snapped.

Rachel's POVIt was a command. He knew Rosa was the type to set traps in the dark, and he was buying her neutrality.David and Reid appeared, laden with piles of luxury goods, items that smelled of high-end leather and rare perfumes. I looked at Silas in genuine shock. When did he have time to do this?"Oh, my! This is exquisite!" Rosa’s attitude did a complete 180 as she laid eyes on a designer bag that probably cost more than a mid-sized car. "Rachel, dear, how long are you staying in Blackwood Territory? If you have time, I’ll take you to the best boutiques. We must get you ready for the gala season!"The speed of her transformation was dizzying. One moment she was ready to tear my throat out; the next, we were shopping buddies.Once we were alone in the corridor, I whispered to Silas, "When did you prepare all of this? I didn't see you buy a single thing."He smiled, a rare, genuine spark in his eyes. "I know how this pack operates. I didn't want them making your life a misery, s

Rachel's POVI shook my head, hiding my face against his chest, finally realizing that I wasn't just his contract wife anymore. I was marked by the Alpha, and there was no going back.I just wanted to find a hole to crawl into. The primal intensity of the night before was still vibrating in the air, and as the morning sun filtered through the sheer curtains of the Moonridge Bay suite, I felt entirely exposed. I buried my face in Silas’s shoulder, my skin humming where it touched his, and shook my head.Silas let out a low, satisfied rumble, a sound that vibrated deep in his chest, and held me as we showered. My body was still sensitized, my wolf hovering just beneath the surface, and even the lightest brush of his hand against my lower back made me tremble.“Don’t worry, I’m not going to do anything,” Silas said plainly, though his scent told a different, hungrier story.I clutched his damp shoulders, whispering the thought that had been gnawing at me. “Do you think I’m easy? That I