Semua Bab The Alpha's Obsession : Bab 141 - Bab 150

JORDAN POV“Tell me,” I said quietly, holding his gaze across the clearing. “I’m listening.”The oldest Anchor stared at me for a long moment, those gray-green eyes searching for any sign of deception. Killian and Lorenzo stood like statues at the treeline. Eli remained a few paces back, present but silent. No one else would speak.Finally, the ancient wolf exhaled, his voice rough as old stone. “Four generations ago, I chose suppression. The packs were tearing each other apart. Old rivalries had become bloodbaths. The territorial force was wild, pulling wolves under like a riptide. I watched one of my predecessors burn out trying to balance it openly—his power drew every challenger, every mad Alpha who thought they could claim it. So I buried mine. Locked the raw strength down deep. Became the shadow that held the lines instead of the light that invited every knife.”I stayed completely still, letting every word settle without interruption.He continued, voice gaining a little streng

JORDAN POV“Alright.”The oldest Anchor’s single word hit the clearing like a match to dry tinder. For a heartbeat, nothing happened. Then the territorial force exploded.“I’m releasing it,” he said, voice steady but laced with something ancient and exhausted. “All of it. Four generations of suppression ends now.”My eyes widened. “Wait—right now? Here?”“Yes.” He met my gaze, those gray-green eyes burning with decades of decision. “You showed me what’s possible. I won’t keep burying it. Not anymore.”The air cracked. I felt it before I saw it—the dam breaking. Four generations of locked Anchor ability surged free like a river bursting through concrete. The oldest Anchor’s power roared outward, raw and unchecked, slamming into the territorial force like a tidal wave. The ground trembled beneath my boots. Ancient trees groaned. The sky itself seemed to darken for a split second as centuries of suppressed energy flooded everything.“Jordan!” Eli’s voice cut sharp behind me.“I’ve got it

JORDAN POV“This changes things,” I said quietly, still staring at that closed door like it might bite me. “Whoever’s in there… they’re bonded to me now. And I don’t know how the hell it happened.”Eli stayed right at my shoulder, his hand steady on my arm like he was afraid I’d collapse again. Lorenzo loomed behind us, arms crossed over his scarred chest, watching everything with that heavy stare he got when shit was about to get complicated. The packhouse halls felt too quiet after the six brutal hours we’d just survived. The territorial force still hummed in the back of my head, raw and newly balanced, but that faint new thread kept tugging at me—warm, tentative, real.I turned to Lorenzo, ignoring how my legs still felt like jelly. “I need to tell you something. While we were containing the oldest Anchor’s release… I felt something through the territorial sense. A second bond thread. Faint. Brand new. It’s connecting me to someone inside the packhouse. Someone I’ve known for month

JORDAN POV“Reef?”The name dropped between us like a live grenade. I was still bent over the table, sweat cooling on my skin, Lorenzo’s cum leaking down my thigh and his scarred body pressed warm against my back. My ass throbbed from the raw pounding he’d just given me, but the shock cut through the afterglow sharper than any bite.Lorenzo pulled out slowly, careful despite the heat still simmering between us. He turned me around, big hands steady on my hips as he met my eyes. “Yeah. Reef. The new bond thread latched onto him. Anchor-adjacent blood. Latent as hell, but it woke up the second your power went wide open during the release.”I dragged a shaky hand through my hair, legs still trembling. Cum and sweat mixed on my stomach where he’d stroked me through it. “Reef. All this time. He’s been right here, fighting with us, giving me shit about knocking on doors, and he’s got that running in his veins?”Lorenzo grabbed a towel from the side cabinet and started cleaning me up with su

JORDAN POV“Tell me everything you can,” I said, voice low and rough as I kept my forehead pressed to Killian’s. His scent wrapped around me—deep forest, rain, and that new wild edge that made my wolf sit up and pay attention. The others had cleared out after a few tense minutes, giving us the war room to ourselves. Lorenzo had clapped Killian on the shoulder with a gruff “Talk to him,” Reef had shot me a knowing look through our fresh bond thread, and Eli had closed the door quietly behind them. Just us now. The way it needed to be for this.Killian exhaled slowly, his big hands still gripping my waist like he was afraid I’d disappear. “I don’t even know where to start, Jordan. After the oldest released everything… it felt like the whole territory was screaming. I could hear it in my bones. You were holding it together with Eli, pouring yourself out for hours, and I just… I couldn’t stand there doing nothing. So I went looking for answers. Thought maybe one of the old resonance sites