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BARBARIAN: Chapter Hundred

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The Keepers didn't fight like men.

That was the first thing Caierre understood, in the half-second before a blade nearly opened his throat and he threw himself sideways into Alvar's shoulder to avoid it. Men fought messy. Men had habits, tells, weaknesses you could read in the set of their feet.

The Keepers moved like one body wearing forty skins.

Every strike had a partner strike behind it, timed to the half-breath. Every gap he found closed before he could use it. They weren't herding him tow
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    *Caierre went down like something had cut his strings.Alvar didn't remember deciding to move. One moment he was three feet away, blade up, watching the silver chain bite into Caierre's chest—the next the ground was under his own knees too, his sword gone from his hand, his whole body folding in on itself like it had forgotten how to stand.It didn't hurt like a wound. There was no blade in him, no chain around him. It hurt like something being *pulled*—wrenched sideways out of his chest, raw and sudden, leaving a hole where it had been."Alvar!"Somewhere close. Grant's voice, or Morwen's, he couldn't tell, the world had gone thin and ringing.He got one hand flat against the stone. Forced his eyes to Caierre, three feet away, curled around himself, breathing in short broken gasps."What—" Alvar's own voice came out wrecked. "What did they—""I don't know," Caierre gritted out. "I don't—it's not me, it's—"He didn't finish. He didn't need to. Alvar felt it too, the same tearing pull,

  • BARBARIAN: The Mad Alpha Is My Mate.   BARBARIAN: Chapter Hundred

    The Keepers didn't fight like men.That was the first thing Caierre understood, in the half-second before a blade nearly opened his throat and he threw himself sideways into Alvar's shoulder to avoid it. Men fought messy. Men had habits, tells, weaknesses you could read in the set of their feet.The Keepers moved like one body wearing forty skins.Every strike had a partner strike behind it, timed to the half-breath. Every gap he found closed before he could use it. They weren't herding him toward a kill—they were herding him toward a *shape*, a pattern, funneling him and Alvar and Morwen and Grant into the center of the pass like sheep into a pen built out of steel."They're not trying to kill us," he shouted, ducking a blade, feeling the wind of it against his ear."Could've fooled me!" Grant, somewhere to his left, parrying two strikes at once and losing ground with every one."They're trying to *corner* us!"He understood why a half-second too late. The ring was tightening. Not fa

  • BARBARIAN: The Mad Alpha Is My Mate.   BARBARIAN: Chapter Ninety Nine

    The cliffs moved.That was the first wrong thing. Rock didn't move, not like that, not in a ripple that ran from one ridge to the other in the space of a breath. Alvar's hand went to his hilt before his mind caught up to what he was seeing.Keepers.Dozens of them. Maybe more. Lining every ledge above the pass, cloaks the color of wet stone, utterly still."Don't," Caierre said beside him, low."I wasn't going to.""You were thinking about it."He was. He stopped thinking about it.The silence stretched. No war horns, no arrows loosed as warning shots, nothing. Just hundreds of eyes on them from above, patient in a way that felt worse than an attack would have.Morwen's hand found the pommel of her own blade. "This isn't a patrol.""No," Grant murmured. "It's a wall."The old man—Ossen, though nobody called him that to his face anymore—stood very still, staring up at the ridgeline like he was trying to count them and losing track.Then one of them stepped forward. A man, tall, gray at

  • BARBARIAN: The Mad Alpha Is My Mate.   BARBARIAN: Chapter Ninety Eight

    The bell's echo refused to die.It rolled through the forest like a living thing, drifting between the trees before disappearing into the darkness ahead. The silence that followed was somehow worse. No birds took flight. No insects stirred. Even the wind seemed unwilling to disturb the stillness.Caierre felt the Mad Wolf retreat deeper into his mind.It wasn't sleeping.It was hiding.That realization unsettled him more than anything else had since the transformation.The creature that had torn warriors apart without hesitation, the same beast that had nearly ripped Alvar's throat open, was afraid of whoever had rung that bell.Eryndor slowly rose from where he had been studying the strange footprint. His usually composed expression had grown noticeably grimmer."They're closer than I thought."Grant glanced around the forest."I still don't see anyone.""You won't.""Because they hide well?""No."Eryndor looked toward the darkness ahead."Because they want us to know they're here b

  • BARBARIAN: The Mad Alpha Is My Mate.   BARBARIAN: Ninety Seven

    The old man's warning settled over the clearing with crushing finality.No one spoke.The crackle of a dying campfire somewhere among Morwen's soldiers became the only sound brave enough to break the silence. Even the wolves remained motionless, their ears turned toward the western mountains as though listening for footsteps no human could yet hear.Alvar was the first to recover."If they're coming to kill us," he said, "then standing here arguing only makes their job easier."Grant nodded in agreement."For once, that's the smartest thing you've said all day."Morwen's gaze shifted between the two men before settling on the old man."You expected them.""I hoped I was wrong.""But you prepared.""I prepared for the possibility."The old man planted his staff firmly into the earth."They have remained hidden for generations. They intervene only when they believe the balance can no longer be restored."Grant folded his arms."And who exactly decides that?""They do.""I gathered that.

  • BARBARIAN: The Mad Alpha Is My Mate.   BARBARIAN: Chapter Ninety Six

    The scream did not echo through the clearing.It existed only inside Caierre's mind.Yet it felt so real that his entire body locked in place.His breathing caught as broken images crashed into his consciousness one after another. None of them belonged to him. He knew that immediately. The mountains surrounding the clearing disappeared, replaced by towering stone walls carved into the face of a mountain older than memory itself. Wolves filled the courtyard below, not dozens but hundreds, their howls rising beneath a blood-red moon.Then the vision changed.Blood covered the stone.Bodies littered the ground.Someone was still screaming.Caierre stumbled backward and grabbed his head."No..."Alvar reacted first."Caierre."He moved without thinking, but Grant caught his arm before he could get any closer."Wait.""He needs help.""And if the wolf mistakes you for a threat again?"Alvar's jaw tightened."He won't.""You don't know that.""No," Alvar admitted quietly. "I don't."Caierre

  • BARBARIAN: The Mad Alpha Is My Mate.   Barbarian: Chapter Four.

    Did he just speak?The thought ran through him like a wildfire spreading through the shagani forest. He stared at those crimson eyes that stared back, confused yes.Who wouldn’t be? Caierre just blunted out the word mate to a stranger that he knew nothing aside from the fact that he was supposed to

  • BARBARIAN: The Mad Alpha Is My Mate.   Barbarian: Chapter Three.

    ‘It smells like sewers’That was the first thought that came to Caierre’s mind as he slowly opened his eyes. The room was almost pitch black except the little light that found its way through the half sized window.He touched his head that was spinning, his body felt like he was hit with a brick. A

  • BARBARIAN: The Mad Alpha Is My Mate.   Barbarian: Chapter Two.

    “That was the last of them, Alpha.”Another lifeless wolf dropped to the ground just like the rest that has been in this tavern. The smell of blood was heavy in the air, mixing with the burnt scent of spilled ale and broken wood. It wasn’t the first time his attackers had tried to assassinate him,

  • BARBARIAN: The Mad Alpha Is My Mate.   Barbarian: Chapter One.

    “State your name, barbarian” Caierre shrugged, opening his bag sack and handing them his name plaque. Adrian let out a chuckle, moving forward towards the wolf warriors that stood by the gates to the Masbrook. “He can’t speak,” Adrian explained to the soldiers. It was true though, after witnessin

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