All Chapters of The Alpha's Broken Mate : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Emergency red lights strobed across wall-mounted screens, casting an unhealthy glow over my face as I stood gripping the steel railing. The knuckles were white as I watched another enhanced soldier tear a Seoul shopping district apart. Half wolf features twisted and grotesque under the street lights."Three more incidents reported in Berlin," Fiona announced, her voice strained. "They're gathering in packs now.""Damn it." I pursed my lips, watching our company logo on the tattered uniform of the soldier. Every attack felt like a personal failure, another reminder of how I was connected with this chaos through James.Callum's voice cut through the tension in the crisis command center of Wolfe Industries. "Get me Alpha Santiago on the line. Now.""Already connecting," Alistair said, his huge frame hunched over a computer terminal.The underground facility hummed with activity as pack members coordinated responses across the continent. Screens covering every wall showed similar scenes o

The studio lights slammed against my face as I gripped the leather armrests, my hands threatening to shake. My heart was thudding against my ribs, and the metallic tang of fear wafting from the production crew seared my nostrils. "Three minutes to air," the floor director yelled as his clipboard rattled. "Are you absolutely sure about this?" Katherine Chen leaned forward, her dark eyes alight with both concern and hunger for the story of the century. "Once we go live, there's no going back." I caught Callum's reflection in the camera lens. He stood with his arms crossed, jaw tight, those amber eyes never leaving my face. The mate bond between us thrummed with tension and wordless pleading. "I must." My voice came out with more conviction than I did. "Amelia's propaganda is turning the people against us. Someone has to show them the light." "And that someone had to be you?" Katherine pressed. "A woman who, till recently, was just another financial analyst?" "Who better?" I m

The rain lashing against the windows of the warehouse was nothing to the growing unease as I studied the wall of monitors before me. In the reflection in my screen, I watched Callum pace behind me, his amber eyes aglow with the tension he was trying to keep contained."Report," he barked into his phone, making me jump. Months into this working relationship, his Alpha voice still sent shivers down my spine."Three more packs just crossed into London, sir," my security analyst's voice crackled through the speaker. "All following the designated routes."I pulled up the tracking software I'd developed and watched the blinking dots converge on our location. Each one represented a would-be ally, or enemy; trusting anyone was like attempting to walk barefoot upon broken glass after everything that had occurred with Mark's betrayal."The Munich pack wants a change in arrival time," I said, trying to sound as neutral as possible despite the knot inside my stomach continuing to build. "Her Alp

Early morning light filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office at Blackwood Financial, casting long shadows across decades of board meeting minutes spread across my desk. Each yellowed page revealed another dark secret about my family's company - systematic persecution of werewolves spanning generations."This can't be real," I whispered, the tips of my fingers quivering as I traced a particularly damning paragraph detailing silver-based 'containment protocols.'The silver charm on the bracelet Callum had given me caught the light momentarily, blinding me. And the irony wasn't lost, either-here I was, mate to London's most powerful Alpha, unveiling my own company's hand in anti-werewolf violence.My phone buzzed. Another message from Callum: *Be careful, little fox. Something feels wrong today.*I couldn't tell him what I'd found yet. Not until I had proof. In twenty minutes, the board meeting would start, and I needed every scrap of evidence to expose decades of hatre

The glass spire of Blackwood Financial shredded through the grey London air, its peak lost in mist-a wolf's fang aimed at the heavens. The boardroom door's cold handle shook beneath my fingers, a stark contrast to the acid sting of fear wafting from inside. Thready pulses raced inside chests, a cacophony of heartbeats blending with the steady tempos of Marcus's legal people,."Ready?" Callum's warm hand settled on my lower back, his touch sending a zip of electricity through my skin.I nodded, squaring my shoulders. "As I'll ever be."The boardroom fell silent as we entered. Marcus Chen, our pack's lead counsel, was arranging documents with military precision while other pack members positioned themselves strategically around the room. The humans shifted uncomfortably in their leather chairs, their anxiety a tangible thing to my wolf senses."Quite the crowd you've rounded up, Olivia." Amelia's voice cut through the silence like a knife. She strode in, her Louboutins clicking against