All Chapters of Heart of the Wolf Queen: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Veyra sat alone inside her room, the curtains drawn tightly as moonlight barely slipped through the cracks. The communication crystal rested in her hand, colder than usual against her skin. For a long moment, she simply stared at it, her thoughts restless. Ever since the last attack, something had changed not only inside Shadowfang, but inside her too. Malric’s face kept flashing through her mind.Everything was becoming harder to balance.Taking a slow breath, she activated the crystal.Dark energy flickered across its surface before the figures of the Witch Queen and Rogue King appeared. The Witch Queen stood tall and graceful as always, white hair cascading over her shoulders, her pale eyes unreadable. Beside her, the Rogue King leaned against his throne lazily, though the dangerous look in his scarred face never faded.Before either of them could speak, Veyra straightened slightly. “I wasn’t aware Shadowfang would be ambushed tonight,” she said carefully. “Or tested.”The words had

The quiet of the gardens hadn't calmed Selene, instead it had only let the hurt she was feeling turn into anger. She left her untouched tea on the stone bench, turned back toward the packhouse, She was done waiting for the everyone in this house to decide what she was allowed to know, She was the Luna not a fragile porcelain Inside the office, Damien sat with his head buried in his hands. The desk around him was a chaotic mess of papers. Every muscle in his body ached with a bone-deep fatigue, his mind spinning in endless circles over the Witch Queen's unseen chess moves. He felt entirely drained, hollowed out by the silent warfare threatening his pack and the suffocating distance stretching between him and his mate.The heavy oak door swung wide, banging loudly against the wall.Damien flinched slightly at the sound, his shoulders tensing defensively as he snapped his head up. But the moment his eyes landed on Selene standing in the doorway, the exhaustion entirely vanished from his

Veyra noticed something was wrong the moment the communication crystal lit up. The connection usually came quickly, sharply, like a command cutting through silence. But this time there was delay. Too much delay. When the image finally formed, the Witch Queen and the Rogue King were already there, both watching her instead of speaking. That alone made Veyra’s chest tighten. Something had changed.“My Queen,” Veyra said carefully, keeping her voice steady. The Rogue King was the first to speak, his tone calm but probing.“Tell me, Veyra… does your Alpha know what you’ve been doing?” The question was direct enough to make her fingers tighten around the crystal, but she didn’t show it. “No,” she answered. The Witch Queen didn’t react. She simply studied her in silence, as if measuring something unseen. The pause stretched longer than necessary, and Veyra began to realize this wasn’t a normal report.Finally, the Rogue King tilted his head slightly. “And yet you still haven’t been discover

A few days passed after Elder Myra's announcement, and for the first time in what felt like forever, the packhouse wasn't drowning in tension alone. Preparations for Liora and Korven's mating ceremony had given everyone something else to focus on. Warriors could be seen hauling decorations, pack members argued over food arrangements, and Elder Myra had somehow managed to recruit half the territory into helping whether they wanted to or not.But while the pack slowly returned to life, Selene still felt stuck.The ache in her chest wasn't as sharp as it had been a week ago, yet it hadn't disappeared either.That afternoon, needing space from the noise of the packhouse, she wandered toward the river.The weather was pleasant, with sunlight filtering through the trees and dancing across the water's surface. The gentle sound of the current usually soothed her thoughts, but today her mind refused to quiet.Too much had changed.Her entire life had been built on pieces of a story she never k

 Morning sunlight spilled across the Shadowfang territory, washing away the last traces of the previous night's celebration. Colorful ribbons still hung from wooden beams, lanterns swayed lazily in the cool breeze, and the scent of roasted meat lingered faintly in the air. Warriors wandered through the courtyard gathering tables and benches while children chased each other around piles of flowers that had decorated the ceremony. It was messy, loud, and alive. For the first time in what felt like forever, the pack wasn't speaking about rogues, war, or death. They were talking about two mating ceremonies that had reminded everyone what they were fighting to protect. Liora and Korven had finally become mates. So had Malric and Veyra. It was a rare day where laughter echoed louder than swords clashing, and no one wanted it to end.Selene stood on the balcony overlooking the courtyard, one hand resting unconsciously on the gentle curve of her stomach. The morning bree