All Chapters of The Alpha’s Bastard Bride: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

“Lyra...”“Do not let another breath leave your snout! If your tongue moves one more time, I will ensure Kaelen crushes your remaining gates before dawn!” I yelled, my emotional baseline completely fracturing under the strain of my pregnancy.The layers of ancient betrayal made it impossible to maintain my composure.“Calm your pulse, stray,” Kaelen growled softly, his large hand moving up to clamp around my shoulder with a reassuring pressure.Darius opened his mouth to offer another plea, but Kaelen’s golden eyes snapped toward him, cutting his speech off instantly. “If your beast desires my gold, clear out of my sight this second!”Despite the desperation clawing at his throat, Darius dared not challenge the supreme commander's roar. He scrambled backward onto his feet and hurried out into the winter night.The grand living room fell into an immediate, heavy silence. Mirelle, who had been hovering near the stone archway, dared not utter a single word. She had originally believed th

Camilla placed her embroidered coin pouch onto the bench beside her, her sharp eyes mapping my face. “Order whatever sweetness your wolf desires, child, the gold is mine.”“Just a goblet of fresh well-water for my throat, please,” I replied evenly.“Bring two goblets of the same. Leave us until we strike the bell.”The server bowed and retreated, the chatter of the outer den fading into absolute stillness.I sat in an awkward, heavy silence, waiting for the matriarch to lay her cards on the table. She was the predator who had tracked the prey, and my internal monologue told me she hadn't come to talk about tea leaves.Camilla took a slow sip of her water before her voice cut through the quiet. “How did your path intersect with my son, Alistair?”“He assumed the care of my younger brother Orion many winters ago on the border lines, and our packs formed a steady bond through his medicine,” I replied honestly.“Ah, and how many seasons have you two been sharing a trail?” Camilla asked, h

“By the spirits, Elowen Frost, sprint back to this territory before dawn,” Abbott grunted, his eyes fixed on the gray mist rolling past the high panes of the office tower as his inner monologue filled with anxiety. “If your paws do not touch this ice soon, that unranked stray Lyra Nightbane is going to lock her scent into the Alpha’s soul for good.”Kaelen flared his nostrils, his golden gaze cutting across the heavy timber desk with absolute displeasure. “Does your wolf refuse my command, stray?”“No, never, forgive me,” I stammered, my fingers trembling as I reached into my wool pouch to extract the communication device, presenting it to the supreme commander without a moment's delay. “The screen is completely free of any security lock.”Kaelen snapped the rectangular piece of iron into his massive palm, his claw extending to slide across the glass interface. He opened my sparse contact log and punched in his own personal digits, his eyes narrowing as he stared at the glowing pixels

Kaelen’s jaw clenched into a terrifying line, his voice dropping to a freezing, lethal register. “Cast that feral creature into the street.”Abbott stepped forward to fulfill the order, but I let out a sharp cry that echoed through the stone hall. “Hold your paws!” I turned my face to look directly into Kaelen's golden eyes. “I know your dominant mind believes my choices are completely foolish. You think if I settle this single ledger, an endless trail of problems will follow my scent. But what wolf would gamble the life of her unborn pup on a frozen roof if she wasn't at the absolute end of her rope? All her spirit desired was a safe den for her lineage, and her bad luck tied her destiny to my father’s rotted walls. She speaks the truth; if I allow my promise to turn to ash, my inner wolf will never find peace because I fully track the desperation in her blood...”I understood the pregnant omega's madness because her dream was the exact duplicate of my own internal monologue: to gran

Kaelen looks down at my small fingers holding the fruit, but his body does not move an inch. He just keeps staring at my hand.I wiggle the apple right in front of his lips, showing him how fresh it smells. I blink my eyes up at him. “It is really sweet, I promise.”Kaelen takes a sharp bite straight from my hand, his eyes never leaving my face. “Since your wolf is being so obedient today, I will overlook your secret call.”I know he can tell I am just trying to change the subject, but I do not care. Mirelle lets out a happy chuckle, realizing she should leave us alone, and walks back out to watch the workers trim the pack hedges.I bite my lip and keep my mouth shut. Kaelen chews the fruit while unbuttoning his heavy black ice-hockey coat, tossing it onto the leather cushions before sinking his weight into the sofa. He looks across the room at the big grand piano and tilts his head. “Does your stray bloodline know how to play the keys?”I turn around to look at the glossy wood of the