Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Silver Wolf: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Alpha King Aldric's private study was smaller than the formal throne room, but infinitelymore intimidating. Maps covered one wall, marked with territories and patrol routes.Intelligence reports were stacked on the desk in neat piles. This was where the realwork of ruling happened—away from the pageantry and politics.Kieran Moonstone stood by the window, his posture rigid. He'd been summoned to thepalace under the guise of discussing Siobhan's unexpected mate bond, but both menknew this meeting was about something far more dangerous.“Sit, Kieran,” Aldric said, pouring two glasses of whiskey. “We have much to discuss.”Kieran accepted the glass but remained standing. “Your Majesty—"“Aldric. When we’re alone, it’s Aldric.” The Alpha King settled into his chair, hisexpression grave. Grayson stirred beneath the surface—recognizing another alpha,another wolf of power and authority. “Fiona came to me. She told me about the silverwolf.”Kieran’s hand tightened on the glass. The mov

Siobhan's Instagram was an explosion of color, excitement, and hashtags.Fiona scrolled through her sister's recent posts, her stomach sinking with each newimage. Siobhan at the palace gates, captioned: #PalaceLife #LivingTheDream#ShiftedAndThriving. Siobhan with Marcus in the gardens, his arm around her waist:Found my forever 💕 #FatedMates #BlessedByTheMoonGoddess #BetaBoyfriend.Siobhan's wolf form, red with black markings, posed dramatically: She's finally here!Meet Enya 🐺 #FirstShift #WolfForm #MoonRiverPack.Each post had hundreds of likes. Thousands of views.And in the comments, buried among the congratulations and heart emojis, weremessages that made Fiona's blood run cold.Silver wolves make the best breeders.The comment was from an account with no profile picture, no posts, no followers. Just ablank avatar and those seven words. Fiona's hands shook as she scrolled further. Whereare you hiding? Another blank account. Another cryptic message.We'll find you. It's o

Ennis Moonstone had been patrolling the northern border of Moon River Pack territoryfor three hours when he saw the first one.A wolf in the shadows—larger than average, moving with military precision. The wolfwore no pack scent, but there was something about the way it held itself that screamedsoldier. Elite. Dangerous.Ennis shifted direction, moving quietly through the underbrush to get a better look.The wolf was positioned at a vantage point overlooking the main road into pack territory.Watching. Waiting. Its posture was alert but relaxed, like it had been there for hours andexpected to be there for hours more.And on its flank, barely visible in the dappled sunlight, was a mark Ennis recognizedimmediately. The Alpha King's insignia. Ennis's heart kicked into overdrive. What the hell?He continued his patrol, moving more carefully now, watching for signs of other wolves.He found them everywhere.At the eastern ridge: two royal guards positioned to watch the forest approach

Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Weight of UnderstandingAfter Kieran left to coordinate with the royal guards, Ennis sat alone in the study, hismind churning. His sister was a silver wolf. Blessed by the moon goddess. Hunted by a murderous faction. Mated to the Alpha Prince. And she'd left to protect them all.Ennis thought about the past few weeks—Fiona's strange behavior after the river attack,her reluctance to attend the mating ball, her sudden departure for the palace. He'dthought she was being difficult, stubborn, maybe even selfish.But she'd been terrified.She'd been carrying the weight of a secret that could get everyone she loved killed.And when the Alpha Prince had shown up at Siobhan's shift ceremony, Fiona hadlooked like she was facing an execution. Not because she didn't want her mate, butbecause accepting him meant accepting the danger that came with being a silver wolf.She'd sacrificed everything—her home, her family, her freedom—to keep them safe.Ennis stood, moving

Chapter Forty-Two: Vivienne's EscalationBut not everyone had accepted the cautious peace. Vivienne had escalated.It started small—a hand on Callum's arm during a council meeting, lingering just amoment too long. A laugh that was too bright, too intimate, during a formal dinner.Positioning herself next to him whenever possible, her body angled toward his in a waythat suggested familiarity.Fiona noticed. Of course she noticed. But Callum always extracted himself politely, always put distance between them, always made it clear that Vivienne's attention was unwelcome.Until it wasn't just small touches anymore.Fiona heard the whispers in the corridors, saw the knowing looks exchanged betweencourtiers. "Did you see Vivienne with the Prince yesterday? She was practically draped over him." "He didn't seem to mind." "Well, can you blame him? She's stunning, and she actually knows how to navigate court life." "Unlike that Moon River girl. What does she even do all day? Paint?" "I heard