All Chapters of I Don't Remember Loving You, Alpha: Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

Tristan“Beta Ragnar?” The name rang a bell in my head.I was certain I had heard this name before. Then my eyes widened. I approached the stage and carefully scanned the face of the man named Travis.“No… Impossible,” I uttered to myself.I remembered a story from my childhood. My father had shown me an album with his whole family in it. I could still remember his facial features. Beta Ragnar was my father’s younger brother.Travis smirked at me. His facial features were exactly the same as my uncle’s. Only his eyes were different. They were more violent and full of hate.“Feels good to be back, huh?” he spoke to himself.Gamma Jeff stood proudly. Delta Ralph shook his head violently.“This is insane!” he shouted. “I can’t believe you would go this far!”“Beta Ragnar? The shamed Beta who plotted treason against his own brother?” one of the older men in the crowd shouted.“Indeed!” Travis displayed a disgusting smile. “That’s my old man, pops!”I knew the story well. My father despise

ElaineI looked at the wall clock in the living room. It’s past 10pm already. Trevor is still not home. I’ve been waiting for hours now. And still no update from him. With everything going on inside Wolfsilver, I can’t stop myself from worrying. Treason is a high crime. It may involve lives of the innocent if not prevented.I am not gonna lie to admit I am extremely worried about Trevor’s life. Who knows what a greedy soul can do.I sliced the carrots for the warm soup later. My boyfriend is still in my mind. I know Trevor won’t touch any food even if it's a party. He would be there to settle up things for his past. So I’m pretty sure he will get home with a grumbling stomach.For the meantime, I forced my head to not dwell in the worries about Wolfsilver. I shift my mind into cooking. I love cooking. Everytime I want to calm myself, I just hold a knife and prepare a warm meal. And it somehow works every time.There’s no special dish for tonight. But I’m sure Trevor will still appreci

TristanThe time had come.A charged stillness hung in the air. Every breath I took was thick with anticipation. It pressed against my chest like a heavy boulder, each breath laced with the gravity of what was to come. This wasn’t just any fight. this was the fight. The Alpha Battle. Failure was not an option.I stood in the dim light of my room, rolling my shoulders, feeling the tight pull of muscle honed through relentless conditioning. Every fiber of my being had been sharpened to the edge of a blade, my body a weapon forged through years of discipline. I exhaled slowly, cracking my knuckles, welcoming the familiar rush of adrenaline that set my blood ablaze.Callum and I would emerge victorious.I wasn’t going to lose to Travis. The thought was almost insulting.Travis, the so-called challenger, was nothing more than a shadow of his traitor father. Lacking the fire, the raw power, the presence necessary to lead. He had the bearing of a man who had spent his life bending to the w

TristanThe moment Delta Ralph’s hand dropped, I lunged.The ground trembled under our weight as Travis and I clashed. Our muscles were straining and power was colliding.From the very first strike, it was clear. I had the upper hand.The crowd roared. Their cheers rang through the sacred pack grounds while they chanted my name. Their energy fueled me. Their belief in my strength only cemented what I already knew.I was winning.Travis was stronger than I initially gave him credit for. But he lacked the precision, the skill, and the dominance of a true Alpha. He fought with reckless force. Each of his strikes was wild and lacking the discipline of someone who had been trained for this.I dodged his punch and drove my fist into his ribs. I felt the satisfying crack of bone beneath my knuckles. He staggered back. And his breath became ragged. His feet also went unsteady.Too easy.I smirked then stepped forward. “Is this it?” I taunted. “This is the great fighter Gamma Jeff chose to chal

TristanThe pain in my body was overwhelming. Every inch of me ached. And my muscles were screaming in protest as I struggled to move. Blood dripped from my lips. And my breath came in shallow gasps. The dirt beneath me was cold, yet my skin burned with exhaustion.I had lost.The realization settled heavily in my chest. A weight I wasn’t used to carrying. The crowd that had once chanted my name now stood silent. Their expressions shifted from shock to horror as chaos erupted around us.Screams pierced the air.I forced my head up even though my vision was already swimming. And that’s when I saw them.Rogues.Dozens of them.Like starved beasts, they lunged at innocent bystanders with their fangs bared. Their claws slashed through flesh as if the people of Wolfsilver were nothing more than prey.The battlefield had turned into a massacre.I gritted my teeth as I tried to push myself up. But my limbs wouldn’t obey. I had already given everything in my fight against Travis. And now, as