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But still — didn’t respond. “I should exile you for the chaos you’ve invited.” That made her snap her head up. “Exile me for what? For being touched?” The Alpha stood, voice rising. “For letting him see you.” Kaela’s blood ran cold. So that was it. They weren’t angry about the fight. Or even the bond. They were angry because she was visible now. No longer just some quiet Gamma daughter hiding in corners. She was seen. And maybe that meant she had power.

The scent of wild rosemary, once intoxicating, now made me sick. My body reacted to his touch, but my inner wolf snarled and thrashed in defiance. It didn't want to be touched by this deceitful man. As I struggled, a faint lipstick stain on his collar caught my eye. In an instant, my vision blurred with anger. Whenever we were intimate, he never let me leave marks on him, claiming that, as an Alpha of the pack, he had to maintain a serious image. But now, he was letting another woman leave her imprint on him. That lipstick stain was like a blade, stabbing deep into my heart.

“I’m not from this pack. I’m a warrior, and I don’t come from a family of alphas.” The silence in the room stretched, thick and uncomfortable. His mother’s lips pressed into a tight line, and I could feel the disapproval radiating from her. Mia’s eyes glinted with mockery, and she smirked, clearly enjoying the discomfort I was feeling. I can feel Riley’s gaze on me. “What did you say?” His father’s voice was colder now. “You’re not from our pack? And you’re not an alpha’s daughter, are you here to be maid or”

"And I'm here with you. We'll uncover the truth, together." The divide between us seemed to narrow a bit more, our shared determination bridging the gap between former enemies to allies. With each word, I felt drawn into Lorenzo's world, seeing the man behind the alpha. His vulnerability, his strength, and his unwavering determination to right the wrongs of the past resonated with me, igniting a flame of resolve.

Stephan spoke with a frown. “All details? Or most of the details?” Enrique smiled when he saw the change of expressions on the Alpha’s face. “Tell me the truth, Alpha Ryan, you were there that day, weren’t you? Why did the rogues suddenly retreat mid-battle?” Enrique asked confidently, feeling like he had the upper hand. “I chased them away.” A voice called out from the side-lines, and Alpha Enrique turned is head to lock eyes with a boy with maroon eyes. He scrunched his nose in disgust, when he realized he was an Omega and then burst out laughing loudly the next second.

I smiled. "What if I did?" He said, trying to be bold. "Even if you did... it would never work out." I blurted. He flinched at what I said and didn't talk anymore. I waited and waited but he didn't say a thing, even his friends didn't utter a word. "She's right, you know?" Misa unexpectedly said, making me look at her. "I'm sure you heard me say it before, you know... when you were eavesdropping. He's an alpha and not just any alpha, he's an elite among elite."

“You made good time.” Dante stepped forward, gun raised. “End this, Julian.” Julian smiled. “I could say the same to you. But we both know you won’t shoot. You still think this is about revenge. It’s not. It’s evolution.” He gestured to the monitors. “The old order is dying. The council’s weak, the packs are divided. I’m just giving the world new Alphas to follow—ones who understand power.” “You’re enslaving wolves,” Aiden said.

even when he could barely breathe. And now his enemy’s daughter was sleeping under my roof. I turned away from the window and poured myself a glass of water. My reflection in the glass looked like a stranger—tired eyes, tight jaw, face carved with old wounds no one could see. I was Alpha. I wasn’t supposed to break. But tonight, my hands trembled. A knock came at the door. “Come in,” I said. Draven stepped inside—my Beta, my closest friend. He had sharp eyes, a deep scar across his cheek, and a voice that never hid the truth.

A hand suddenly grabbed my arm. I twisted violently, raising my fist to strike— But the man who held me was not one of them. The Alpha stood there. His grip tightened slightly as he pulled me closer behind him. Three enemy warriors burst through the trees seconds later. They stopped when they saw him. For a moment, no one moved. Then one of them smiled coldly. “Well,” he said. “Looks like we found the Blackridge Alpha.” The storm roared through the trees above us. The Alpha stepped forward slowly, placing himself between me and the strangers.

"You have been using me from the beginning." "You were used before you ever walked through my gates," he said. "That is not my doing." "But keeping me here as a suspect, letting your pack believe I killed those men, that is your doing," she said. "You have the truth, and you are choosing to sit on it. What does that make you?" Something moved behind his eyes. "It makes me the Alpha of this pack," he said. "Which means my decisions are not yours to question."