All Chapters of Her Wilde Mates: A Reverse Harem Wolf Shifter Romance: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Lexa’s silver-marked wolf weaved through the forest, her paws barely making a sound against the leaf-strewn ground. Her breath came in sharp, desperate pants, each exhale curling into the cold night air. The guilt weighing on her chest felt heavier with every step, but she didn’t stop. She couldn’t stop. Not when staying would mean putting the pack—and Vivi—at risk.She told herself this was the right thing to do. The only thing to do. But the pain radiating through the bond made it harder and harder to convince herself. She could feel Vivi’s emotions slipping through—fear, desperation, and worst of all, love. Love so fierce and unrelenting that it made Lexa’s chest ache with an unbearable longing."They’re safer without me," she told herself for what felt like the hundredth time. "They’re safer without me."But the words felt hollow now. The deeper she ran into the woods, the emptier she felt. And then... there it was. The faint scent of gunpowder and steel hit her nose, making her s

LexaThe compound came into view as we broke through the tree line, the cabins and watchtowers bathed in the pale glow of the rising moon. The sight should have brought relief. Safety. But my legs felt weak beneath me, my lungs raw from the miles running in my escape. My heart weighed heavy with guilt. Every step closer to the Wilde Pack was a reminder of how much danger I’d brought to their door. My flank throbbed where claws had torn through skin—it was healing, thanks to Vivi and the Starfire, but the ache lingered reminding me of what I'd done.I barely noticed the others shifting back into their human forms, their familiar voices muffled by the whirlwind of thoughts in my mind. The memories of the augmented wolves haunted me. Their amber eyes, so empty and obedient, seared into my vision. The hunters, controlling them with a practiced cruelty, moved with a precision that chilled me to the bone. And that brief moment—when Vivi’s Starfire touched them—when something human flickered

The bedroom was a sanctuary of warmth and shadow, the dancing flames of scattered candles creating an intimate cocoon against the darkness beyond our windows. I curled deeper into the oversized armchair, my body heavy with exhaustion but my mind still racing from the night's events. The scent of pine and leather mingled with the familiar musk of my mates, grounding me even as memories of Lexa's fear echoed through our bond.Xander stood sentinel by the window, his powerful frame outlined in moonlight. The silver strands in his white braid caught the gentle glow, making him look otherworldly - my warrior, my protector, my Alpha. Kane and Dax had settled on the edge of our massive bed, their shoulders touching in a way that seemed unconscious but spoke volumes about their growing closeness."I can still feel her fear," I whispered, pressing my palm against my chest where the Starfire bond pulsed like a second heartbeat. "When those augmented wolves had her cornered..." My voice cracked

KeldaGunnar's shoulders seemed to sag slightly, as if a weight he'd been carrying became too heavy to bear. I waited, continuing to tie off the sachets of herbs, giving him space to find his words. The scent of his uncertainty filled the room - a strange thing from one usually so sure of himself."Kelda," he finally said, his voice rougher than usual, "I need your counsel. It's about Lexa."I set down the herbs and turned to face him fully, noting the conflict in his storm-gray eyes. My heart already knew what he would say - I had seen the way they looked at each other, felt the shift in the pack's energy when they were near. "What about her?"He ran a hand through his hair, a rare gesture of uncertainty from the usually composed warrior. "Last night, after we brought her back... I walked her to her cabin. And something happened. Something I wasn't prepared for."Understanding dawned, and I felt my heart squeeze with both joy and concern. The goddess's ways were mysterious, but never

ViviXander, ever the protector, was the first to react, his powerful arms enveloping her in a reassuring embrace. "You're safe, min elskede," he whispered, his voice a soothing balm to her frazzled nerves. His lips brushed against her forehead, leaving a trail of gentle kisses that calmed her racing heart.Kane and Dax moved in tandem, their hands weaving a intricate pattern of comfort on her skin. Kane's fingers danced along her spine, easing the tension that had built up, while Dax's palms cradled her face, his thumbs tracing soothing arcs under her eyes. The storm in Dax's gaze had subsided, replaced by a deep concern and a longing to comfort.As Vivi's trembles began to subside, her mates sensed the shift in her, their touches evolving from comfort to something more. It was a silent understanding, a recognition that sometimes, the deepest wounds required more than just solace—they required connection, intimacy, and the reassurance of love.Xander's lips descended, capturing Vivi'