All Chapters of Revenge With The Enemy Alpha : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

KEALThe tribunal hall was quiet when I entered that night.It was the kind of heavy silence that hung in the air before a storm broke. Torches burned steadily along the stone walls, their flames casting long shadows across the circular chamber.The judgment seat stood at the center.My seat.Beside it stood the place reserved for my Beta.Nathan stepped in behind me, his boots echoing against the stone floor as we approached the platform. His presence at my side was steady and familiar as always.I took my seat slowly.The room was already filled.Several council elders sat to my left and right, their faces solemn. Warriors stood guard near the entrance. A small group of witnesses waited quietly along the back wall.And in the center of the chamber, standing between two guards, was the accused.Marcus.The son of Elder Bruce.Marcus stood tall despite the iron cuffs binding his wrists, but the tension in his shoulders betrayed him.Beside the elders, Elder Bruce sat with his head sli

THIRD PERSON Daniel had started elementary school within the Silvercrest Pack a week ago.The first morning had been the hardest.He had woken up earlier than usual, sitting quietly at the edge of his bed while staring at the neatly folded uniform Layla had prepared for him the night before. His small fingers had fidgeted with the hem of his shirt as uncertainty clouded his young face.Even though he had attended school before, everything still felt new.A new pack.A new home.New people.And somewhere deep inside his little heart was the lingering fear that things might change again.His mother had noticed his nervousness the moment she walked into his room that morning.She crouched down in front of him so their eyes were level.“First days are always the hardest,” she had said gently while straightening his collar. “But you’re a brave wolf cub. I know you’ll do just fine.”Daniel had nodded slowly.Her calm voice had helped.Now, one week later, things were already beginning to f

GINAThe council hall felt different again that afternoon with the delicious smell of food.The large wooden table at the center of the room was covered with plates, trays, and small bowls of samples brought by the caterer we had hired for the women’s gathering.It had taken us a few days to settle on one, but after speaking with several cooks within the pack, we finally chose a woman named Marissa who ran a small catering service with her sisters.She had arrived earlier with two assistants and nearly a dozen dishes for us to taste.Debbie leaned over the table, examining a tray carefully.“Oh my,” she murmured, picking up a small pastry. “If we serve food like this every Friday night, no one will ever miss a single gathering.”Tessa laughed from the other side of the table.“They won’t miss it anyway,” she said confidently.I smiled as I took a small bite from one of the dishes Marissa had presented.The flavors were rich but comforting, exactly the kind of food that would make peop

GINABy late afternoon the day before the women's social gathering the courtyard looked nothing like it had that morning.What had once been a simple open space beside the council hall was now slowly transforming into something warm and inviting.Lanterns hung from wooden beams and tree branches.Long tables had been arranged along one side of the courtyard, already covered with clothes where tomorrow night’s food would be served. Wooden chairs were arranged in wide circles across the open ground, leaving space in the center for conversations and activities.And everywhere I looked, women were working.Some climbed small ladders to tie lantern strings higher into the trees. Others spread blankets and cushions across the seating areas. A few women were already inside the kitchen building nearby, helping the caterer prepare the early batches of food that would be served the next day.The air carried a mixture of excitement, laughter, and the faint scent of spices drifting from the kitch

KEALBy the time Gina and I got home, the laughter and music from the women’s gathering had faded into the distance behind us, leaving the night calm and still. Only the soft glow of lanterns along the main paths lit our walk toward the mansion.I could still picture the evening clearly in my mind.The courtyard filled with women laughing.The lanterns swaying gently above them.The way Gina had moved among them, confident and warm, guiding the gathering without ever trying to control it.She hadn’t forced anything.She had simply brought people together.And somehow that had been enough.When we stepped inside the house, the silence told me most of the staff had already retired for the night.The lamps in the living room were dimmed, casting a soft golden light across the large space.Only one person remained awake.Layla sat on the couch watching television, the volume low enough that it barely disturbed the quiet.The moment she noticed us, she quickly stood.“Alpha. Luna,” she gre