All Chapters of Loving The Enemy Alpha : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Brian’s POV"Inside our own fortress?" I snapped, staring down at the dark charcoal dot Mollie had just traced onto the leather map stretched across the flat boulder.My blood ran cold as I leaned closer under the lantern light, my thumb pressing against the exact spot on the map that represented the northwestern corner of our keep. The geometric lines cut into the trees at the border led straight back to our own stone walls, pointing directly at a place I had not stepped foot in since I was a young boy."Look at the intersection angles, Brian," Mollie said, her voice tight with rising anxiety as she held her charcoal stick over the map. "The arc from the southern pine and the angle from the northern oak cross right here, in the old shadow wing behind the high chapel.""That entire section was sealed off forty years ago," Lucan stated, stepping up to the stone with his brow furrowed in deep confusion. "Father told us the foundation beams beneath that wing rotted out during the great sp

Brian’s POVI stared at the blackened brass plate, my eyes fixed on the charred sigil raised on the cold metal surface.The curved lines matched the scorched mark we found carved into the hearth cavity of Marcus's private quarters, proof that this hidden vault belonged to the same conspiracy that had torn our family apart. A sudden wave of cold rage washed over me, pushing aside the lingering chill of the damp cellar air."Vane, bring a broad axe and a heavy pry bar over here right now!" I shouted into the echoing gloom of the chamber, my voice hard and unyielding.Captain Vane hurried across the dusty floorboards, his heavy boots thudding against the stone as he carried a double-bitted iron axe and a thick steel crowbar. "What have you found, Alpha?""This box stays sealed no longer," I growled, taking the heavy iron crowbar directly from his hands. "Lucan, hold your torch right over this latch so I can see where the iron pin meets the frame."Lucan stepped up beside me, lowering his

Brian’s POV"She went out through the window," I said, my voice barely more than a growl as I snatched the torn woolen fragment directly from Mollie's trembling fingers.The silver embroidery on the frayed fabric glimmered under the moonlight, confirming the unthinkable truth right before my eyes. My mother had not been kidnapped, nor had she been dragged away against her will. She had willingly slipped over the cold stone ledge of her own bedchamber, using the narrow ledge beneath the window sill to escape down the sheer granite face of the northern fortress wall."Brian, look down at the lower drainage ledge," Lucan called out, leaning his upper body far over the stone window frame while holding his torch out into the black night. "There is a iron piton driven straight into the mortar joints twenty feet down, wrapped with a climbing rope.""She prepared an exit route," I snarled, turning around to face Captain Vane, who was standing near the grand double doors with his hand on his sw

Brian’s POVThomas went completely limp in my arms the moment that infamous name slipped past his bloody lips."Move! Get out of the way!" Elder Martha shouted, rushing across the courtyard with two apprentice healers right behind her, carrying a wooden stretcher between them."Lift him carefully, keep his head steady," I ordered, slipping my arms under Thomas's shoulders while Lucan grabbed his legs to transfer his broken body onto the canvas litter. "He is losing too much blood. You stabilize him right now, Martha. Do whatever it takes to keep him breathing, because I need answers the second he wakes up.""We will do everything we can, Alpha," Martha said, applying a thick pad of crushed moon-herb directly to the deep gash on his neck before her team sprinted back toward the infirmary wing.I stood up slowly, wiping Thomas's dark blood onto my trousers while the courtyard erupted into frantic chatter among the gathered guards. Captain Vane was already barking orders to double the wat

Brian’s POV"He whispered it," Chloe repeated, her voice trembling so violently that the words almost caught in her throat. "My father looked at my mother with pure dread in his eyes and whispered Malakai's name like it was a curse that could bring the whole house down."I leaned down further on my knee, keeping my posture calm and low so I wouldn't startle her. The infirmary was dead quiet now, save for the faint, labored breathing of Scout Thomas on the far cot and the flickering crackle of the oil lamps along the stone wall."Chloe, I need you to think very carefully," I said gently, reaching out to rest my hand on the wooden bench right beside her tight knuckles. "Did your father ever explain why Malakai was reaching out to him after all those years? Did he mention any agreement, any deal, or any promised favors between them?"Chloe swallowed hard, wiping a stray tear from her cheek with the back of her sleeve before looking up at me. "My father was the Beta of our border clan befo