All Chapters of THE ALPHA’S FATED MATE: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

BlaireThe morning after the meeting, I woke to the soft glow of dawn filtering through the curtains. For the first time since arriving in Fredrick’s pack, I felt like I had truly taken a step forward. No longer just an outsider, no longer just his bride—I was beginning to carve out a place for myself.I stretched, my muscles still sore from the fight with Kaelin, but the ache was a welcome reminder that I had earned my right to be here. Beside me, Fredrick was already awake, sitting at the edge of the bed, his bare back turned to me as he laced his boots. His silver eyes flicked to me over his shoulder.“You’re up early,” I murmured, voice still husky with sleep.“Responsibility doesn’t wait,” he said, smirking slightly. “And neither does training.”I sat up, rubbing my arms against the morning chill. “Training?”He turned fully now, studying me. “You want to lead? Then you need to be stronger, and faster. More than just surviving a fight—you need to be able to win without hesitation

BlaireThe tension from the meeting clung to me long after we left the main hall. The weight of the pack’s lingering doubts pressed against my shoulders, even as Fredrick and I walked in silence toward his study. His brothers had scattered, each taking on different tasks to reinforce security, while the rest of the pack prepared for whatever came next.Fredrick held the door open for me, and I stepped inside, inhaling the familiar scent of aged wood and parchment. He closed the door behind us, but the silence stretched between us like an unseen barrier.“You handled yourself well today,” he finally said, his voice calm but laced with something unreadable.I turned to face him, crossing my arms. “Did I? Because it felt like I was being tested, not just questioned.”Fredrick exhaled slowly, running a hand through his hair. “You were.”I scoffed. “At least you’re honest about it.”“They need to trust you, Blaire. And trust isn’t something freely given in a pack—it’s earned.”“I know that

FredrickJacob had always been ruthless, but this—this was reckless, even for him.Orion’s words rang in my ears as I stormed back toward the packhouse with Blaire beside me. If Jacob was desperate enough to leave tracks leading toward human territory, then he was planning something bigger than threats carved into wood. He was looking for leverage.“We need to move fast,” Orion said, keeping pace beside me. “If Jacob’s men are heading toward the human town, it means he’s looking for a weakness.”Blaire’s steps faltered. “You don’t think—”“He’s not after humans,” I said quickly. “Not directly. He knows better than to draw that kind of attention.”Orion exhaled sharply. “Then what the hell is he after?”I had a sickening feeling I already knew the answer.Jacob had been an alpha for decades. He understood pack politics better than most, and he had no doubt been gathering information since the moment Blaire was taken from his reach. He wouldn’t attack blindly—he’d look for something to

BlaireThe cold steel of the blade against my throat sent a shiver down my spine. My wolf snarled inside me, but I forced myself to stay still, knowing one wrong move could end in disaster.Fredrick tensed, his silver eyes glowing in the darkness. His stance was rigid, and controlled, but I could see the fury simmering just beneath the surface.“Let her go,” he growled, voice low and dangerous.The man behind me chuckled, his breath hot against my ear. “Or what, Alpha? You’ll start a war right here in the woods?”I could barely see him, but his scent was thick—wild, unkempt, laced with the undeniable stench of rogue. He wasn’t one of my father’s men, but that didn’t make him any less dangerous.“Do you even know who you’re threatening?” Fredrick asked, tilting his head slightly. “That woman in your grip is Blaire Ashbourne, daughter of Jacob.”The rogue hesitated, his grip on me tightening for a brief second before he let out a low whistle. “No shit? So the rumors are true.”“What rum

BlaireWe didn’t stop running until the distant howls faded behind us. My legs burned, and my lungs ached, but I didn’t care. I wasn’t slowing down. Not when I knew those men — my father’s men — were still out there.Fredrick’s grip on my hand was tight, grounding me, and keeping me from spiraling into panic. His jaw was set, his expression unreadable, but I could feel his tension radiating through our bond like wildfire.We broke through the tree line, emerging near the edge of the pack’s territory. The familiar sight of the main house came into view, warm lights flickering from the windows. My chest tightened. I never thought a place that wasn’t my childhood home could feel safe, but this did.We stumbled into the clearing, and almost immediately, Orion and Caspian appeared, sprinting toward us.“Where the hell have you two been?” Orion demanded, his brows furrowed in concern. “We thought—” His eyes landed on the cut along my collarbone, and his voice dropped into a growl. “Who did