All Chapters of Alpha Silas Human Luna: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Yuri’s POVDrake was in the driver’s seat, and I sat in the passenger side—shotgun—staring out the window as we drove toward Duluth. From there, we’d use the port to teleport to Alaska, cutting down the travel time. The silence stretched between us, heavy, until Drake broke it.“I’m surprised you didn’t stay with Night Pack,” he said, his tone as casual as if he were commenting on the weather.“I’m worried about my family being in your clan,” I replied, keeping my voice steady.He glanced at me, his knuckles tightening on the steering wheel. “You’re part of the clan,” he reminded me firmly.I nodded, though it was still hard to wrap my mind around it. The truth? It felt foreign to acknowledge that I belonged to his clan now.“I thought there was… another reason,” he said, his voice tinged with amusement as his eyes flicked toward me.I turned to look at him, narrowing my gaze. He was in a chatty mood today—an unusual departure from his normal brooding self.And to be honest, it was st

Drake's POVFrustration simmered within me—I couldn’t get anywhere with Opal. No matter how much I tried, I couldn’t lay a finger on her to force the answers I needed. The cold wind bit at my skin as I trudged through the snow, summoning the heat of my magic. Flames roared to life, consuming the corpses. It was the least I could do—to pay my respects, as one dragon honoring another. Even if they weren’t pure dragons, but hybrids or even just half-dragons, it didn’t matter. The fire was a rite, a farewell.The stench of burning flesh clung to the smoky air, mixing with the chill of the night. I bowed my head.“I will avenge every one of you,” I whispered into the flames. “I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you.”The blaze crackled, slowly reducing the bodies to blackened ash. Guilt pressed heavy on my chest, but there wasn’t time to linger.Yuri needed me. She was fragile right now, and I couldn’t leave her alone.I made my way back inside, pushing the door to my bedroom open quietly. Yuri w

Drake - POVThe Night Pack’s land felt colder this time. Maybe it was the weight of everything that had happened—or maybe it was the sight ofOpal, unconscious, barely clinging to life. Deprived of food, water, and the magic that should have been healing her wounds, she looked more like a ghost than a warrior.The Night Pack soldiers wasted no time dragging her away to the dungeons. I didn’t stop them. I couldn’t.Mac led the way toward his office, his gaze flickering toward me with something that almost looked like sympathy. I wasn’t sure if I hated him for it. When I stepped inside, Silas was already there, waiting.“I heard what happened,” Silas said, his voice heavy with unspoken grief. He hesitated, then added, “My condolences… to the deceased.”I clenched my jaw, nodding once. The weight of loss was suffocating, but there was no time to dwell on it.“Where is Yuri?” Mac asked, his tone sharp.“Relax. Yuri is fine,” I muttered, sinking into the nearest chair. Exhaustion gnawed at

Yuri’s POVAbigail was in really bad shape, struggling to move her severely wounded body.“Oh my God,” Emily gasped, rushing to her side and immediately beginning to heal her.“We need to get her somewhere warm—now,” she urged, her voice tight with urgency. The glow of her magic flickered and faded as she finished her initial healing attempt.Alpha Silas didn’t hesitate. He scooped Abigail into his arms while Emily chanted a teleportation spell. In an instant, we landed inDrake’s mansion. Without missing a beat, Drake used magic to turn on the heater while Silas gently laid Abigail on the bed.“Men, out. Now,” Emily commanded.Without argument, we stepped out and shut the door behind us.“Get me scissors,” she called. I rushed to comply, handing them over as Emily cut through Abigail’s clothing to get a clear view of her wound. The area had turned a deep black and blue—poison.I assisted Emily, disinfecting the wound with an herbal solution as she had instructed. She worked tirelessl

Yuri—POVAll eyes were on me."Who is the real mate?" Drake's voice cut through the silence, heavy with expectation."What?" My brows furrowed in confusion."Yuri, you just said you know who the real mate is," Mac reminded me, his tone sharp with urgency."Did I?" My mind felt hazy, as though reality had slipped between my fingers. I shut my eyes, and then—Vexi’s voice echoed in my head. The next thing I knew, everything went blank."It seems her dragon took control," Drake observed, his piercing gaze analyzing me. "Can you mind-link with her? See if she can speak to us?""I can try." I hesitated, glancing at both of them. "But I don’t know if I can reach her. It’s not in my control.""Give it a go," Drake urged.Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes. Nothing. No voice. Just an empty void. Frustration swelled in my chest as I opened my eyes again."What is your dragon’s name?" Drake asked."You can't just ask that," Mac interjected, his voice firm. "A shifter’s animal spirit name isn