บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha's Hybrid Mate : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

‎ Ace didn't flinch. His golden eyes stayed locked on Jax, unreadable as stone. The hallway around them was dead silent. Distant murmurs from anxious pack members down the hall did nothing to cut the heavy stillness pressing between Alpha and Beta. The air felt thin. ‎ ‎"I don't remember asking for a review of your patrol routes, Jax," Ace said. His voice dropped low. Dangerous. ‎ ‎Jax scoffed, pocketing his silver knife with a sharp click that echoed. "Don't use the Alpha voice on me, Ace. A rogue didn't do that to your chest. Try again. You're bleeding. You're distracted. And you've been acting insane since you brought that girl into your cabin. What the hell is going on?" ‎ ‎Ace looked at his lifelong friend. The secret weighed against his ribs like a blade. He saw it in Jax’s eyes fierce, unyielding protectiveness. Jax wasn’t trying to trap him. He was trying to save him. The hypocrisy of his own rulebook tasted like ash.He couldn’t do this alone. Not with a hybrid sleepi

‎The heavy iron gates of the Night root pack house was pushed opened ,Ace walked in with a slow, deliberate stride, his posture commanding and rigid despite the phantom burn of the claw marks beneath his clean black shirt. Next to him, Rose kept her head high. She didn't shrink away from the pack house nor did she falter under the sudden, heavy shift in the atmosphere.‎The moment their boots crossed the threshold into the main lobby, the ambient noise of the pack house died.‎Warriors polishing weapons in the corner froze.Even the omegas sweeping the floors halted mid movement. Every single pair of eyes in the room snapped directly to Rose.‎ ‎ The pack mind was practically buzzing with unvoiced questions, a suffocating wall of curiosity and suspicion pressing inward. They had expected the human stray to be hidden away or discarded after the chaos with Elder Vance. Instead, their Alpha was walking her straight through the front doors like she owned the ground she walked on.‎‎ Ac

‎‎The heavy, sound of engines cutting through the midnight mist woke Ace up.‎He didn't hesitate. Moving with silent, lethal grace, Ace crossed the room and placed a firm, warm hand on Rose’s shoulder. She woke instantly, her eyes snapping open, her defensive posture locked before she even registered his face.‎‎"They're here," Ace whispered, his voice low and steady in the dark room. "The High Council sedans just pulled up to the front courtyard. They’re ahead of schedule."‎Rose sat up, pulling the heavy blanket aside, her jaw setting as the gravity of the moment hit her. "What's the plan?"‎‎"We don't panic, and we don't look defensive," Ace said, his golden eyes locked onto hers with absolute certainty. "Vane is a bloodhound, Rose. He smells fear before he even hears a voice. Unless you lose control‎or shift, they cannot sense your hybrid nature. Remember what we practiced. Let my voice be your center line. Keep the fire and the ice balanced."‎‎Rose took a slow, deep breath,

The heavy boardroom doors clicked shut behind Rose, locking her inside with Delegate Vane’s terrifying warning. But outside in the long administrative corridor, Ace was already dealing with a different kind of poison altogether.His golden eyes burned with a raw, unchecked fury that threatened to shatter his control as he strode toward the main foyer of the estate. Every single step he took vibrated through the solid oak floorboards of the pack house, his massive Alpha aura flaring so heavily that the lower ranking guards standing post along the hallways instantly bowed their heads in pure submission as he passed. The sheer power radiating from his frame was enough to make the air itself feel thick, suffocating, and completely unbreathable. It was a clear, unmistakable warning to anyone foolish enough to cross his path or challenge his sovereign authority tonight.When he reached the grand entrance hall, the massive double doors were already flung wide open, letting in the crisp nigh

As the omegas moved efficiently between the benches, setting down the steaming meats, fresh bread, and rich stews Rose had just helped prepare, the usual morning chatter of the Night root warriors was replaced by a heavy silence.Word of the showdown in the kitchen had already rippled through the pack. The omegas were not hiding their quiet pride as they served the high table, and several younger warriors were stealing glances at Rose. The story of how a human stray had calmly brought the arrogant Tanya down to earth to defend the lower ranks had given the warriors something entirely unexpected to think about.Tanya sat on the opposite side of the high table, her fork scraping aggressively against her plate. Her cheeks were flushed a tight, angry red, and she refused to look at the staff serving her. Beside her, Elder Vance looked equally grim, his dark eyes fixed on Ace with a cold, calculating intensity that boded nothing but trouble.Delegate Vane sat at the center of the head ta