All Chapters of The Alpha’s Bastard Bride: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Orion Nightbane POV“I watched you tumble out of the nursery den into your first shift,” Dr. Alistair Viremont mutters, his scent turning heavy with fake pity as he looks down at my pale face.My fake stomachache is working perfectly. He thinks I am just a weak little pup who cannot fight back. My fingers slide slowly inside his heavy leather coat pocket while I make my voice sound like a cracked whimper. “Uncle Alistair, is the shadow rot eating my insides? Am I going to die out here in the woods?”“Stop talking such nonsense, pup,” Alistair growls softly, his hand patting my shoulder. “It is a simple stomach cramp from the cold wind, not a silver wound. You are not going to die.”“But it burns, it really burns me so bad!” I yell out, moving my arms around like a wild animal to hide the way my left hand is creeping deeper into his coat. I twist my body on his shoulder so he cannot feel the light scrape of my fingernails against his pocket liner.“You wolves do not break that easily,”

Lyra Nightbane POV“How could they have escaped your tracking?” Mirelle Ashen roars, her eyes flashing a rabid yellow inside the cottage yard. “I told you not to snap your jaws at the wrong time, but you fail our bloodline over and over again. If you had forced the mate bond at the Crimson Fang Lodge last winter, we would already control the northern ice rink territory!”She looks like she is about to shift into a wild wolf and rip his throat out. “Alistair, was this really an accident or are you too weak to dominate an omega?”Mirelle seriously doubts her brother’s inner beast is strong enough to handle the pressure.“I pushed my wolf to the absolute limit!” Dr. Alistair Viremont yells back, barking at his sister for the very first time. “Because of this raid, Lyra and I are completely finished.”He knows the truth. Even if he uses the pup to force me onto the pack registry, I will never look at him with a soft gaze again. He ruined any chance of a peaceful bond.“Don't act like you

Dr. Alistair Viremont POV“Children are tiny, and every pack member’s chest naturally feels softer for them,” I mutter, my thumb rubbing the dark glass screen of my pack phone.The corners of Kaelen Blackthorne’s lips twist up into a tiny, mocking smirk as he stands near the pack trucks. He knows exactly what he is doing. He must know the Viremont house has already seen the internet board headlines by now.Inside the central pack house of the Viremont line…Smash!Except for the violent racket of heavy clay vases and wooden chairs shattering against the stone floor of Ember Hall, not a single throat makes a sound. The entire room remains dead silent.Our pack leader, Landon Viremont, has destroyed every single piece of furniture in the main hall. The floorboards are a complete mess of splintered oak and broken clay.Mirelle Ashen and I stand right by the wooden door frame, our legs trembling like thin twigs in a winter storm. We have never seen Father’s inner wolf turn this rabid with

Dr. Alistair Viremont POV“We are all high-born wolves with massive titles and clear territories across the entire hockey league,” Landon Viremont mutters, his voice trembling as he paces the floor mats of Ember Hall. “If this kidnapping story spreads any deeper into the neutral mountains, our family wolf forms won't be able to show their snouts anywhere near the council. I wouldn't have brought my pack line to your border gates, but if a blood feud explodes between the Viremont clinic and the Blackthorne line, it will only tear both of our territories apart, don't you think, old friend?”Father really knows how to handle a pack dispute. He isn't bending his knees to beg for mercy on the rug, but he desperately wants to keep the peace before the lower-born wolves start a full-scale riot against our clinic houses.“You already know the heat inside my boy’s inner beast,” Jayden Blackthorne barks back, his large hand completely ignoring the hot tea on the table. “If my wolf had the power

Lyra Nightbane POV“She carried those cubs inside her belly before we ever signed the pack ledger,” Kaelen Blackthorne snarls, his voice cutting like sharp ice through the bedroom door. “The pups are not of my blood.”His big shoulders go completely stiff. He never put his claws on my skin back then. Wouldn't his own inner wolf know the truth? The mere thought of my wolf lying in another warrior’s den makes his chest feel super heavy, like he can't get any air into his lungs. He hates it when anyone talks about my old trail. He doesn't want the pack to mutter about my past seasons. He shuts his ears tight because he simply doesn't want to know!“You… what are your jaws saying right now?” Mirelle Ashen gasps, her face turning totally white. Her fingers start shaking so hard she drops the glossy hockey photos onto the floor mats, and she can only find her voice after a long silence.The great Alpha of Ironvale City took a female who was already carrying a rogue's litter? How could a pro