All Chapters of MY FATHER'S DRIVER IS MY ALPHAMATE : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I had always imagined kingdoms differently.Maybe because every kingdom I'd ever seen in movies had golden towers, enormous gates, and people dressed in ridiculous clothes.Moonfang had none of that.It was beautiful.But it was also alive.The moment Alexander and I entered the castle, I felt it.A strange pressure settled over my skin, as though the walls themselves knew who I was.The corridors were made of dark stone and silver marble. Ancient symbols had been carved into the walls, each one glowing faintly beneath the moonlight pouring through the windows.Everywhere we walked, people stopped.They stared.Some bowed.Others whispered.A few simply looked at me with open hostility.I tried not to notice.I failed."Are they always this welcoming?" I whispered.Alexander glanced at me."They're frightened.""Of me?""Of what you represent.""Which is?"He was quiet."Change."I looked at him."You make it sound like that's a bad thing.""It isn't.""Then why does everyone look ter

The castle went silent after the howl.Not peaceful.Terrified.I stood with my hand pressed against the door, staring at the silver mark burning across my wrist.I could still feel Alexander.His anger.His pain.His determination.But beneath all of it was something else.Fear.Not for himself.For me."Open the door."Elara stepped in front of me."No.""Alexander is hurt.""I know.""Then let me go to him.""You don't understand what just happened.""Then explain it."She stared at the glowing mark."When you called for him, every wolf in Moonfang heard you."My stomach dropped."Every wolf?""Every single one.""And that's bad?"Her silence answered me.Before she could say anything else, the doors opened.Marcus entered.Blood covered one side of his face.My heart stopped."Where's Alexander?""Alive."I exhaled."Is he badly hurt?"Marcus looked at me."He'll survive.""Then why do you look like that?"He glanced toward Elara."We have another problem.""What?""The pack."I f

I woke up screaming.My hands were burning.Not metaphorically.Actually burning.I threw the blankets off and stared at my palms.Silver light pulsed beneath my skin.I scrambled backward until my back hit the headboard."What is happening?"The mark on my wrist glowed brighter.Then my bedroom door flew open.Alexander stood there.Barefoot.His hair was messy, his shirt half-buttoned, and his expression was pure panic."What happened?"I held up my hands."I don't know!"He crossed the room in seconds.The moment he touched my wrist, the burning stopped.The silver light disappeared.I stared at him."How did you do that?""I didn't.""Then what happened?"He looked at my wrist.His expression darkened."Your power responded to me."I swallowed."That's not normal.""No.""You're getting really good at saying that."He almost smiled.Then the door opened again.Elara rushed in."Is she all right?"Alexander nodded."For now."Elara examined my wrist.Her eyes widened."That's impos

I had spent years believing that the night I was attacked was nothing more than a childhood nightmare.A broken window.A loud crash.My mother's scream.My father's bloodied shirt.And a pair of golden eyes I could never quite remember clearly.Whenever I tried to recall it, the memories dissolved into fragments.But now I knew the truth.There had been wolves.There had been blood.And Alexander had been there.I stood in the library with my back against the window, staring at the black envelope Marcus had delivered.My mother's name wasn't written on it.There was only one sentence.You should have asked where your mother disappeared to.My fingers trembled."She was alive."Alexander stood across from me."I don't know.""You said the Council knows where she is.""They claim they do.""That's different.""Yes."I hated how calm he was."How can you stand there like this?""Because if I let myself think about every possibility, I won't be able to protect you.""You keep saying that

The first thing I learned about war was that it had a sound.Not the clash of swords.Not the growls of wolves.Not the screams from the battlefield.It was the sound of silence afterward.The terrible silence that came when everyone waited to discover who had survived.I stood on the castle balcony with Alexander beside me, watching smoke rise from the northern wall.Moonfang had survived the first attack.Barely.The courtyard below was filled with wounded warriors. Healers moved between them, carrying supplies and calling out instructions.Some wolves had shifted back into human form.Others remained in their wolf forms, too exhausted to move.I couldn't stop thinking about the ones who hadn't made it back."How many?" I asked.Alexander didn't answer immediately."Forty-three."My heart sank."Dead?"He nodded.I closed my eyes.Forty-three people.Forty-three families.Forty-three lives ended because the Council wanted me.I looked at him."This has to stop.""It will.""How?"Hi