All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S HEIR : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The moon was low in the sky, hanging like a lantern of silver among the dark trees. In an instant, he transformed into wolf form: his eyes sharp, bright with tension, and ready to rise up against Sarah and her men. There is growling building in his throat that tightens for the fight and spills between the trees. A fight calling into question his allegiance, power, and confidence.On the other side, Sarah was ice-cold and motionless. "You've just made a big mistake, Lucas," she jeered; her voice cut like a sharp crack of a whip. "You can't protect them all.".Lucas little time to say a word. Flung himself forward, snapping his claws out in a tearing arc of air; thus the wolf form danced with deadly grace, ripping through the first rank of the guards with pitiless efficiency. Blood splattered the earth, but others came to replace the fallen; they ringed him, armed with blades topped by silver that would tell his kind.Caleb joined him in the fight, fluidly changing into his wolf form. H

The air was thick in the complex, the weight of tension heavy inside it. In front of Caleb, Lucas was standing, his eyes shining as bright as the form of a wolf, the muscles of his body tightly knotted with anger."Leave now, Caleb," Lucas growled. His voice was deep and hoarse, speaking on behalf of the pack. "You're not welcome around us anymore."Caleb stared at him a moment, his face unreadable. For one second, it seemed he would argue, before he simply nodded, backing away slowly."You think this is the end?" Caleb sneered, his voice low and dangerous. "It's only the beginning, Lucas. You have no idea what you're up against."Lucas clenched his fists, the tips curled into talons. He didn't have words, and he was using every single ounce of willpower not to leap on Caleb and rip him to shreds, but it wasn't time. They had bigger issues: Marcus was turning into a monster, and Sarah was closing in.Without another word, Caleb whirled and vanished into the darkness, leaving Lucas and

The chill, mildewy air of the hidden passage clung to Lucas's skin as he led the group deeper into the tunnel. The walls were damp and narrow, little more than wide enough for them to proceed in single file. Caleb was leading the way, his steps sure, but Lucas could feel the tension in the air. Every muscle in his body was cranked up, prepared to shift at a second's notice in case Caleb turned on them."I don't like this," Elena whispered softly, but her voice was full of concern. She stuck close to Lucas, her hand brushing his arm. "How are we to know he's not leading us into another trap?""We don't," he said with a gloomy face. His wolf growled inside him, receiving the same warning as Elena did. "But we don't have another choice."Behind them, Marcus found himself in a slight stumble, his strength still sapped from his breakdown. He still hadn't regained full control over his wolf, and Lucas could hear the rumble of a low growl deep in Marcus' chest. The rogue energy was still the

The air was thick in the chamber with some strange, almost suffocating energy. He could feel his wolf stirring uneasily beneath his skin, warning him of the danger they were surrounded by. The poor light flickered off the p symbols carved into the walls - symbols Lucas hadn't seen in several centuries, even in the deepest level of werewolf history. Elena was already studying them, her fingers tracing the ancient markings.These symbols, she whispered, almost not heard above the chilling silence. They belong to the old packs… the ones that vanished so long ago.Lucas leaned in closer, his cutting eyes tracing the lines and shapes carved into the stone. The Shadow Claw pack, he muttered. And the Blood Moon clan. For over a hundred years, they are considered extinct.But why are their symbols here?" Elena asked, her brow furrowed with worry. "This place feels wrong."Lucas nodded. "This isn't just an escape route. It's something else… something ancient.Behind them, Marcus groaned. He kn

The air was thick with tension in the room. Still in wolf form, Lucas stood guardedly in front of Elena and Marcus. His golden eyes darted back and forth between the rogue spirit and Sarah's soldiers, their guns loaded with silver-tipped bullets. The spirit growled low, its crimson eyes locked on Marcus, who was regaining his energy bit by bit.But the threat wasn't only the spirit. There was still Sarah, gun raised, ready to end Marcus's life."Sarah," Lucas growled, shifting to his human form once again. Anger and mistrust blazed within his eyes. "You can't do this. If you kill him, the rogue energy will spread. None of us will be safe.Sarah's stare could have frozen water at a hundred paces, but her eyes betrayed a slight tic of indecision. Her soldiers exchanged uneasy, sideways glances, their faces pale due to the prescience of dark supernatural energy swirling around them as much as anything. They sensed something was wrong; so did even they."We don't have time for this!" Elen