Todos os capítulos de The Alpha's Hybrid Mate : Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 35

The double doors of the dining hall groaned open as Ace led the way out, his massive body shielding Rose from the hundreds of stunned, staring eyes. The silence behind them finally breaking into chaotic whispers as the pack tried to process the High Council's declaration. Rose was going to fight. She had exactly one month to prepare to enter the arena against a pure bred she-wolf.Tanya’s furious, high pitched protests still echoed down the corridor, but Ace ignored them entirely. He kept a firm, possessive grip on Rose’s wrist, guiding her swiftly through the hallways of the pack house. Aunt Mira walked closely on Rose’s other side, her expression completely unbothered by the guards flanking them.They moved up the grand staircase and down the secure northern wing until Ace reached the door of his private office. He pushed it open, ushered Rose and Mira inside, and closed it firmly behind them. The click of the heavy brass lock sliding into place finally cut off the noise of the

The steam in the private bathroom was thick and hot, smelling of the eucalyptus oils Aunt Mira had left on the counter. Rose leaned her head against the tiled wall of the shower, letting the scorching water beat down on her aching back.Now that she was alone behind locked doors, she finally let her guard down. The restriction on her hybrid core relaxed, and a faint, silver-white glow pulsed beneath her skin. Instantly, the deep purple bruises on her ribs began to fade, the torn flesh on her blistered palms knitting back together in seconds. It was a massive relief, but it felt like cheating.If I heal completely every day, Vane will notice,she thought, a knot of anxiety tightening in her stomach.She forced herself to step out of the water, drying off and slipping into a loose gray sweater and leggings. Before she left the bathroom, she picked up a small cosmetic bottle from her vanity. something she had used back when she lived among humans to hide blemishes. With careful, practi

The morning air in the grand hall felt cold and stagnant, heavy with the scent of an impending trap.When Rose descended the grand staircase, she did not find the usual bustling dawn patrol. Instead, the entire high circle was assembled in a rigid semicircle around the long oak table. Ace stood at the head, his jaw locked so tightly the muscle leaped in his cheek. Jax and Aunt Mira were flanked to his left, their postures intensely guarded.At the center of the room stood Delegate Vane, his black leather ledger closed on the table and a long, velvet-lined case resting beside it."Ah, the subject of our week long observation," Vane said, his smooth, dry voice cutting through the silence as Rose reached the floorboards. His slate-gray eyes were sharper than they had been all week. "Perfect timing, Rose. Before the delegation departs for the city center at noon, there is one final, mandatory protocol required to clear Vance’s emergency petition."Rose kept her expression entirely neutr