All Chapters of The Wolf King's Secret Son : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

ARTHUR POV The first thing I saw when my eyes fluttered open was Lina's face, her wide eyes filled with worry and relief all at once. My gaze shifted, and there was Elena, standing right beside her. A warmth washed over me, so powerful it made my chest tighten. I had truly thought I would never see them again.When I faced Alpha Johnson, I thought it was the end, and I had made peace with that. I was ready to die if it meant they would be safe.But now, here they were, and somehow, so was I.Lina flung herself into my arms, and Elena was right behind her, wrapping me in a hug that made everything else melt away. Overwhelmed, I held them both tightly, hardly able to believe this was real. I never thought I would feel their warmth again, hear Lina's heartbeat against mine, or breathe in the scent of Elena's hair. When I took that final blow from Alpha Johnson, I was certain I wouldn't make it. But now, with them in my arms, it felt like nothing else mattered.I could feel something dif

ELENA POVWalking down the aisle, my heart pounded in my chest, but not from fear—this was pure joy. Arthur stood at the end, looking as handsome as ever in his cloak, which I now know he wears every so often because it belonged to his dad. Beside him was Lina, dressed in a white dress that made her look like an angel. They were both smiling, and in that moment, everything felt right. The world had brought us through so much, and yet here we were, about to begin the next chapter of our lives together.I glanced around at the faces that had gathered to witness this moment. Angela was there, beaming with pride. Elder Darian, who would officiate the ceremony, stood with a kind and knowing smile. Jonah and Chris were present, along with many of our allies from the forest town and a large number of Moonlight Pack members. They were all here.I had never been happier in my life. Every step I took brought me closer to Arthur, closer to the life we had fought so hard to build. When I finally

Jill POVSo, I hung my head in defeat, hoping I was giving a convincing impression of surrender. I left the kitchen and took the stairs to my small room upstairs. I didn’t know how much time they would give me, so I had to act fast.I quietly shut the door before quickly grabbing my backpack and shoving a few pairs of clothes into it. I slipped on my sneakers before lifting the mattress to reveal the stash of cash I kept there. I’d earned it doing odd jobs around the pack for the older healer. She used to pay me in hundred bills for running long errands for her and searching for herbs in the woods. They always seemed useless because the pack relied on trade, not human currency. The healer had collected the money when she traded with humans but had no problem giving it away since she had plenty. So, I had stashed the bills, holding onto them like trinkets.Now, my secret treasure was paying off, and I was never more grateful I hadn’t shared the cash with Jane and Tim.I shoved the mone

Matthew POV“Hide!” my mother’s voice hisses in the dark. I don’t have time to think, I don't have time to react. The shadows are beginning to smother me. I can’t breathe as I crawl beneath the bed, watching the last of the light fade away.I don’t have my wolf or night vision yet, so I can’t see anything. I hear my mother’s panicked voice as my father steps closer to her.“How dare you come here–” he growls.But I can’t see who it is. They don’t make a sound.The next thing I hear is my mother screaming my name and the sound of teeth ripping into flesh. Blood spills onto the floor, and I stuff my fist into my mouth to prevent my crying from echoing into the night.I shoot up from bed.“It was just a dream,” my wolf reassures me, and I grunt in response.Sweat covers my brow, and I swipe it away. My eyes adjust quickly to the dark.The nightmares don’t come every night, but when they do, they always feel too real. Like I’m back in that room watching my parents die. The fear makes it

Jill POVI pay attention to every turn, mentally taking note of the sides of the house that are closest to the forest tree line and would make for an easy escape. As I’m walking around the shrubs, I hear the sound of grunts and groaning.“What is that?” I ask.My wolf doesn’t respond, wondering the same.I carefully walk around the shrubs to where I see an open space. Matthew is sparring with a young boy.I watch as his shirtless form moves with grace, dodging a fist as he lands one to the young man’s gut.My core tightens as I watch him move with a gracefulness that seems impossible. I see the muscles ripple as his tanned skin glistens in the sun. I’m surprised to hear the gentleness in his tone when he speaks to the boy.“Keep your elbows up to block,” he instructs. “Don’t go slacking in those arm workouts I gave you.”The young boy groans. “They’re hard!”“They’ll get easier,” Matthew encourages him with a smile.My heart stops at the expression on his face. How can he be so stunni