All Chapters of The Lone Wolf Is Mine : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Timbre returned to Xavier’s chamber with Fabian, her heart heavy with the uncertainty of what lay ahead. The pack's unrest mirrored the turmoil she felt inside. She had taken on a responsibility far greater than she had ever imagined, and now, the burden was almost suffocating. Xavier’s fate, the fate of the entire pack, seemed to rest on her shoulders, and the weight of it threatened to crush her.As she entered the room, Xavier was still asleep, but his brow was furrowed, and his breathing had grown uneven again. The peaceful respite he had found earlier was clearly fading. Timbre felt a surge of desperation. She needed to do something, anything, to reach him before he slipped back into the darkness.She approached the bed slowly, her mind racing. What had Alison said about the bond? It was powerful, but also dangerous. If she could strengthen it, she might be able to help Xavier find balance. But how? How could she tap into a bond she barely understood?Without thinking, she reached o

Timbre returned to Xavier’s territory just before dawn, the first rays of sunlight creeping over the horizon. The sky was painted in shades of purple and pink, a deceptive calm overlying the turmoil that churned within her. Her steps were heavy with exhaustion, but her mind was more focused than ever.As she approached the edge of the pack's land, a familiar scent reached her nose—Fabian. He was waiting for her. Timbre paused, her heart beating faster as she prepared herself for the confrontation. She knew Fabian well enough to know that he would have questions, and she wasn’t ready to answer them all.Emerging from the treeline, she saw him leaning against a large oak, his arms crossed over his chest, his expression unreadable. His dark eyes flicked up to meet hers, and for a moment, neither of them spoke.“Timbre,” Fabian finally said, his voice low but tinged with concern. “Where have you been?”She hesitated, considering how much to reveal. The bond she shared with Xavier had complica

The pack’s archives were buried deep within the stronghold, hidden away in a series of underground chambers that were rarely visited except by those who sought to understand the past. The air was cool and damp as Timbre and Xavier descended the stone steps, the flickering light of the torches casting long, wavering shadows on the walls.Timbre had never been down here before, and as they walked, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease. There was something about the darkness, the cold, the silence, that made her skin crawl. But she pushed the feeling aside, focusing on the task at hand. Whatever answers they needed, they would find them here.Xavier led the way, his footsteps sure and steady despite the oppressive atmosphere. “These records date back centuries,” he explained as they reached the bottom of the stairs. “Some are just stories, passed down through generations, but others are firsthand accounts—records kept by the Alphas of old.”Timbre nodded, her eyes scanning the rows o

The moon hung low in the night sky, its silvery glow casting a soft light over the dense forest surrounding Xavier’s territory. Timbre could feel the ancient power pulsing through her veins, a force both foreign and familiar. She had spent the last few days in near isolation, seeking to understand the energy within her, and tonight, it felt more potent than ever.Her breaths came in slow, deliberate paces as she knelt in the small clearing deep within the forest. This place had become her sanctuary, a spot where the ancient trees seemed to whisper secrets only she could hear. Alison had been a steadfast guide, helping her channel the power, but Timbre knew she had to go further, delve deeper into the mysteries that lay within her.As she closed her eyes, Timbre envisioned the bond she shared with Xavier. It was a bond that defied logic, forged in the most unlikely of circumstances. She remembered the first time she had seen him—how his presence had both terrified and intrigued her. Now,

Timbre awoke to the soft rustling of leaves and the distant call of a night owl. Her body felt heavy, as if every muscle had been wrung dry of energy. For a moment, she lay still, allowing the cool earth beneath her to anchor her to the world. The remnants of the ancient power she had wielded still pulsed faintly within her, but it was subdued, a quiet hum rather than the roaring storm it had been.As her senses returned, Timbre became aware of a warm presence beside her. She turned her head slightly to see Xavier, sitting with his back against the ancient oak, watching over her. His expression was one of intense focus, but there was also a softness in his gaze that she hadn’t seen before. He looked tired, his eyes rimmed with the shadows of sleeplessness, yet there was a palpable sense of relief emanating from him."You're awake," Xavier said, his voice a low murmur that seemed to blend with the night sounds around them.Timbre nodded slowly, pushing herself up into a sitting position.