All Chapters of The Alpha With The Kiss Of Death: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The earth spun on its axis for Reyana. There was chaos everywhere. Her heart hammered a frantic tattoo against her ribs as she scanned the faces around her.A roar of grief and rage ripped from Reyana's throat. Tears streamed down her face, blurring the image of the attackers, but her vision narrowed in on the nearest one. He was a hulking brute.Raising his wickedly curved blade, he lunged at a cowering woman in the doorway.Without a conscious thought, Reyana threw herself between them. Her small fist connected with the warrior's armored chest with a dull thud, barely registering against his imposing frame. But the distraction was enough.The woman scrambled back, a look of gratitude flickering in her tear-filled eyes.The brute had a menacing grin on his face, "That had a great impact, little girl," he mocked as he lunged at Reyana, his fist colliding with her cheek.Reyana fell harshly to the ground, her head still in a daze.A chorus of surprised shouts erupted as more women made

Klara had regained consciousness. She was weak but had no choice. She helped the injured pack members, tending to their wounds the best way her strength could let her.She saw some young men hurrying toward the pack. They were carrying someone.Klara scampered to her feet the moment she saw who it was."Where did you find her?" She asked when they approached her."Just by the border," One of the young men said, holding Reyana's legs securely, while the others held her hands, head, and back gently.Klara's face twisted in a frown. "By the border? How... How is that...?" She blurted out in confusion.She hadn't had the time to think about all that had transpired. She still hadn't gotten an explanation as to why Visha was lying in Reyana's stead on the battleground. She had been too busy tending to the wounded members.Visha had been taken into her chamber where they awaited her recovery. She was unconscious."Take her to my chamber now." She turned to Trina, "Administer the Emberbloom h

Visha worriedly paced her chamber. The events of the previous day came flooding her memory. She hadn't had the time to think about it. She'd been sliding in and out of consciousness.She needed to act fast. She would lose her game faster than she thought if she didn't get the Alpha to give her his mark.She hadn't thought that Reyana had any special powers. Her awakening has made the stakes too high, and her true identity as the chosen one might be revealed soon.Alpha Novak had promised to kill her if anything ever went wrong with the plan.The sound of her door opening forced her out of her thoughts."Aldric..." She breathed with an outstretched hand, her voice bearing relief and desperation, her painted lips curving into a welcoming smile, "I thought I'd lost you."He didn't move towards her outstretched hand. Instead, he stepped into the room, the door swinging shut behind him with a loud thud.He stopped a few paces away from her, his gaze as cold and hard as the steel of his swo

Alpha Randall, his broad shoulders slacked due to the heavy weight of grief he felt, stood by the window. The fading tendrils of sunlight cast his face in a gloomy glow, highlighting the worry lines etched on his face by the recent events.He panicked, but he did well to hide it.Vulnerability was a luxury he couldn't afford, especially not in the presence of a woman as brave as Visha.He was proud of her. But he felt a nagging worry for Reyana, his mate. Klara's chamber would be his first stop as soon as Aldric arrived. The very thought of seeing Reyana sent a wave of longing through him.Visha, perched on the edge of the bed, observed him with a predator's keenness. Her theatrics were a masterpiece.She couldn't help the overwhelming surge of excitement running through her.She knew Randall was putty in her hands. She knew how much Randall believed every word that left her lips. She used the opportunity of being the first person to have seen him awake to her advantage.Right now, he

The inner court of the Black Moon pack seemed to hold cheer as Alpha Novak drank from his goblet.The sour taste of the wine tingled his throat.He sat at the head of the table on his unique chair with his Beta seated at the right side of the table.Alpha Torress of the Dark Silver pack sat at the left side of the table.They were all in cheerful spirits."Alpha Novak," Alpha Torress began, his gruff voice sounding cheerful, "I can't thank you enough. We owe you a debt of blood! Your warriors were like beasts unleashed, tearing down Randall's army with no mercy!" He drained his goblet in a gulp, a satisfied sigh escaping his lips as his bald head, which was polished to a shine, gave a slight nod of appreciation.Alpha Torress is a man in his early fifties. Still standing strong and running his pack perfectly.He was a man of greed, as people may say. But to him, he always does what's best for his pack. It doesn't matter how he gets it done, even if it means offering his mate to an Eas