All Chapters of The Alpha Who Claimed the Wrong Omega{MM}: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter 22“You can’t keep ruling the pack like this.”The words hit the moment Riven and I stepped into the clearing the next morning. Elder Marn stood at the front of a small but deliberate group—two other elders, a pair of senior fighters who had never fully accepted the claim, and enough silent supporters behind them to make the challenge real. The air changed. Conversations died. Every wolf nearby turned to watch.Riven stopped walking. His hand settled at the back of my neck without looking at me first.“Say that again,” he said.Marn didn’t flinch. “The external threat is finished. You burned their camp. You killed the ones hunting your Omega. Good. Necessary. But the pack has been running on emergency orders for days—locked dens, triple guards, fighters pulled off regular rotations, public exiles. You can’t hold us in that grip forever because you’re still angry someone touched what you claimed.”The bond between Riven and me went sharp and cold.“Choose your next words carefu

Chapter 24Riven didn’t sleep.I knew because I didn’t either. Every time I closed my eyes the bond fed me the same cold, grinding focus—plans forming, discarded, reformed. By the time gray light touched the edge of the window, he was already on his feet, issuing orders through the door without ever letting me out of his sight.“Harlan takes two teams into the outer eastern ridges. No engagement unless they have a clear shot at someone carrying authority. I want names. Locations. Who is still giving orders now that the ravine camp is ash.”A murmured acknowledgment from outside.“Pull the remaining senior fighters into the inner grounds. If Marn or anyone else tries to reconvene a political discussion before I return, remind them what was carved into that body. Then remind them what happened to the last wolves who treated my mate as a bargaining piece.”Another acknowledgment.Only then did Riven look at me. The cut on his ribs from the ravine fight had been re-bandaged during the nig

Chapter 26Riven did not sleep that night.Kai felt him through the bond, a low constant pressure under the skin, the kind that never fully eased even when the Alpha’s body went still beside him. The den was quiet except for the crackle of the fire and the distant shift of guards outside. Riven’s arm stayed locked around Kai’s waist, heavy and unyielding, as if the slightest gap might let something slip through.When dawn came, Riven was already dressed. He pulled Kai up without a word, pressed a hand to the back of his neck, and guided him out into the gray light.The pack grounds felt thinner somehow. Fewer wolves lingered in the open. Those who did kept their eyes down when Riven passed. Kai walked at his side the way he had been ordered to, scent of claim thick in the air, the bond humming with the Alpha’s barely leashed focus.Elder Marn waited near the central fire pit, three other elders at his back. The old wolf’s face was set in that careful, respectful mask that never quite

Chapter 28Riven moved before the last echo of the howl died.He shoved the door open with one shoulder, dragged Kai with him into the night, and barked a single order that carried across the clearing. Every fighter within hearing distance turned and ran for the southern gate. The sound of steel on steel grew louder with every step. Shouts mixed with the wet impact of blades finding flesh.The southern gate was already half torn from its hinges when they reached it. Three rival wolves had forced the breach. Two more fought just beyond the threshold, trying to widen the gap so the rest of their team could pour through. Pack fighters met them in a brutal tangle of claws and knives. Blood slicked the packed earth.Riven did not pause. He pushed Kai behind the nearest solid wall of timber and snarled, “Stay.” Then he launched himself into the fight.Kai pressed his back to the wood and watched the Alpha cut through the first rival with terrifying speed. Riven’s knife opened a throat. His

Chapter 30 The eastern line was already alive with movement when Riven and Kai reached it. Torches burned in a rough arc along the tree line. Fighters took positions behind hastily reinforced barriers of timber and stone. The air carried the sharp scent of iron and fear and the distant, growing presence of many wolves moving as one. Riven kept Kai pressed close against his side as he issued orders in a continuous stream. Soren appeared with the six fighters assigned to the records room and received a hard nod of confirmation that the task was done. No one would touch Marn’s papers until the Alpha returned. Kai stood where Riven placed him, just behind the central command point, two trusted guards at his shoulders. The bond thrummed with the Alpha’s divided focus: the approaching force, the untrustworthy elders still gathering in the hall, the Omega whose scent marked every decision. Kai’s own pulse raced in answer. The small knife sat heavy at his hip. He had already used it once