Todos los capítulos de Mated to two rival alphas : Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 47

The Alpha SuccessionSHERRYWe spent the next morning in the small records room off the Beta’s office rather than the main archives. Eric had clearance for the operational files stored there, and the quieter space made it easier to lay pages side by side without drawing attention. The storm that had threatened the day before had passed. Sunlight reached the high window and cut a clean line across the table.Eric set out the documents we already had: the deferred succession note, the consultation list with Albert’s name, the joint patrol authorization, the reduced disciplinary entry, and the supply request for the temporary border post. He added one more item from the Beta’s private operational drawer, a thin folder labeled only with a year and the word *Transition*.“I have never opened this,” he said. “It was filed under routine administrative carry-over when I took the position. I assumed it was standard.”He opened it now. Inside were three sheets. The first was a formal recommend

The Murder SHERRY The retired fighter lived in the third house along the eastern row. His name was Harlan. He opened the door before we knocked, as if the sound of two sets of boots on the path had already told him the visit was not social. He looked at Eric first, then at me, and stepped aside without asking for an explanation. The front room was small and ordered. A single window faced the fence line. Harlan did not offer seats. He stood near the table and waited. Eric placed the recovery roster on the wood between them. “You were listed on the team that recovered my father,” he said. “The official report claims weather delayed the response. The coastal records for that week show clear conditions. I need to know which version is true.” Harlan’s expression did not change much. He was older than most of the active fighters, the kind of man who had learned to keep his face quiet during long service. He looked at the roster for a moment, then at Eric. “The weather was cle

Truth About The CurseSHERRYTwo days later Eric came to find me after the morning drills.He looked more settled than he had at the fence, though the settlement sat thin. He did not waste time on the smaller subjects.“I pulled the command chain,” he said. “The hold order on the recovery team originated from the Alpha’s office. The language was routine. The timing was not. It was issued within an hour of the last confirmed contact with the temporary post.”We walked the long path behind the sheds while he laid out the rest. The order had been logged under a general readiness code that required no individual signature beyond the office itself. In practice that meant Viktor’s father or someone acting with his authority. The paper trail stopped there.“It does not name a killer,” Eric said. “It names a decision to keep the recovery team away until the scene could no longer speak clearly.”I absorbed the detail without interrupting. The investigation had moved again. The personal weight

The ReversalSHERRYWe returned to the outbuilding the following night.The first contact had given us the shape of the binding and a warning. It had not given us the practical steps. Eric believed a second petition, made with clearer questions and a stronger acceptance of the cost, might draw a more complete answer. I agreed to witness again under the same conditions as before: the rope, the circle, and the decision to pull him out at the first sign that the contact was taking more than it gave.He marked the chalk line, placed the metal piece at the center, and cut his palm. The blood met the etched mark. The air inside the circle densified the same way it had the first time. The outline gathered more slowly, as if the distance had increased or the remaining attachment had grown thinner.When the voice came, it was still rough and still distant.“You came back.”“I need the exact terms,” Eric said. “Not the shape. The method.”The outline held. For a moment I thought it would refus