All Chapters of Alpha Asher's Impossible Heir : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Asher’s POVThe following morning, I found Alexander at the Moonstone Pavilion, a secluded spot on the eastern side of the Alpha's quarters where the forest met the training grounds. It was one of the few places on pack territory where I could sit without being interrupted by anyone. The pavilion was built around an enormous ancient oak tree, its thick branches stretched over a circular stone terrace. Wooden benches surrounded a low table carved from dark cedar, and a narrow stream flowed nearby, its gentle murmurs blending with the chirping of birds.The air carried the fresh scent of pine, damp earth, and the faint traces of wolves returning from their morning runs. I have spent countless hours here with Alexander over the years. We used this place to escape our tutors, argue about everything from pack politics to women, and make promises we were too young to understand but these days, our conversations were rarely that simple.Alexander sat on one of the benches, a steaming mug of

Melody's POV THREE HOURS EARLIER I was beginning to suspect that my mother had developed a new hobby; embarrassing me. Because judging by the way she's been smiling at me all morning, she was getting very good at it. It started shortly after breakfast preparations began. Aunt Lucia and her family were getting ready to return to Eclipse Pack, while my mother moved between the kitchen and dining room, making sure everyone of them had eaten enough to survive the journey back home. My father already left for work, leaving me to deal with the women in my family. A dangerous situation, if you ask me. "So…," Aunt Lucia said, drawing out the word as she folded a piece of clothing into her travel bag. "You and Alpha Blake seemed to have had a lovely time last night." I nearly choked on my water. "Excuse me?" She looked at me innocently. "You both spent quite some time outside last night." "He was our guest, Aunt Lucia. I was only being friendly." "Of course." She nodded solemnly. "And

Melody's POVAsher's gaze lingered on me for a long moment. I couldn't tell what he was thinking, but there was something tense about his expression, something that made me instinctively draw my cardigan closer around myself.Finally, he turned to Blake."We have a problem," he said.Blake straightened. "What happened?""There was a rogue attack at the eastern boundary less than an hour ago. Two of our warriors were ambushed while on patrol with warriors from your pack."Blake's expression hardened. "Are the men alive?""Yes. They're currently in the pack hospital receiving treatment. They're badly injured, but the doctors are attending to them."Blake exhaled slowly."How many rogues?""We don't know yet. The patrol reported at least four, possibly more. They disappeared into the forest before reinforcements arrived," Asher said.I watched the exchange in silence, trying to process what I was hearing. The thought of Rogues invading our pack sent a chill down my spine.Growing up, I w

Melody's POVThe smell of antiseptic and medicinal herbs filled my nostrils as I walked through the corridors of the pack hospital, carrying a small basket of food in my hands.I barely slept last night. Every time I closed my eyes, my mind replayed the scene of the warrior telling me my father had been attacked by rogues.I could still remember the way it felt like my heart stopped beating for one terrifying second before it began hammering against my ribs. The walls of our home seemed to be tilting, and the warrior's voice faded into a distant sound.I had rushed out of the house so quickly that I almost forgot to lock the front door. I ran down the familiar path leading to the pack hospital, my slippers slapping against the ground, and my breath catching in my throat as fear drove me faster than my legs.By the time I reached the hospital, my chest was burning, and tears were already streaming down my face. I rushed towards the reception desk, barely able to form a coherent sentenc

Asher's POV ONE WEEK LATERI stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office, staring at the pack grounds below. The morning sun cast a golden glow over the training fields, where young warriors sparred under the watchful eyes of their instructors. Beyond them, the residential buildings stood peacefully among the trees, their inhabitants going about their daily routines.From this height, my Pack looked safe and peaceful. Exactly how it should be.I clenched my jaw as I remembered what happened to the captured rogues one week ago.Those rogues are dead, and the person who sent them is probably enjoying the fact that we've spent an entire week chasing shadows.I turned away from the window and returned to my desk as memories of that morning flashed through my mind.***ONE WEEK AGO***I was in my office reviewing the reports from the previous night's patrols when my phone rang. The moment I saw the name of the warrior responsible for dungeon security, I answered."Alpha, we have