All Chapters of My warrior mate's forbidden desire: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Kaida’s POV The air was sharp with the scent of pine and damp earth as we moved silently through Oakwood’s territory. Each step brought us closer to Alpha Logan’s camp. I tightened my grip on the blade strapped to my thigh, my heartbeat steady despite the tension thrumming through the group. Atlas led the charge, his movements silent and deliberate. “Stay sharp,” he murmured, his voice low but firm. “This needs to be fast and clean. No mistakes.” I nodded, signaling to Axel, who flanked my left. Our target was Logan’s supply depot—a critical weak point. If we could destroy it, we’d cut off their resources and weaken their forces. The southern entrance was poorly guarded, just as our scouts had reported. Two guards patrolled lazily, their attention more on the quiet night than on potential threats. Axel signaled to me. I nodded, crouching low as we crept forward. In one synchronized motion, Axel and I dispatched the guards, their bodies crumpling silently to the ground. “

Kaida’s POV The battlefield was a chaotic storm of snarls, growls, and the clash of blades. Crescent Moon warriors fought with ferocity, meeting Logan’s forces head-on at the eastern border. The air was thick with the metallic scent of blood and the cries of wolves locked in combat. Atlas’s voice carried over the noise as he commanded the warriors, his presence a pillar of strength. But despite our efforts, Logan’s forces pressed hard, their numbers relentless. “We’re holding,” Axel shouted, cutting through a rogue with a swift strike. “But not for long!” My chest burned with frustration. This fight was dragging on, and every second cost us more lives. Logan’s pack was too coordinated, their tactics too precise. Then I saw him—Alpha Logan. He stood at the edge of the battle, barking orders to his warriors, his presence like a shadow over the battlefield. My vision tunneled. I could feel the fury rising within me, an unrelenting force that burned brighter with every passing mome

Kaida’s POV The echoes of the warriors’ howls faded into the night, but the storm Seraphina had left behind still raged inside me. I had fought for this pack. Bled for it. And yet, I was still the villain in their eyes. Atlas’s grip on my shoulder was steady, grounding me, but the weight of Seraphina’s words still clung to me like a shadow. "Your presence alone has endangered everyone here." I clenched my fists. No. The only danger here was those who sought to control me, to use my power for their own purposes. I wasn’t the cause of destruction—I was the weapon they feared losing control over. And I refused to be anyone’s pawn. That night, sleep refused to come. I sat by the window of my room, staring at the moon as if it held the answers I desperately needed. Logan was planning something, and whatever it was, it wouldn’t be small. I had been fighting battles since the day I stepped foot in Crescent Moon, and yet, it felt like I was no closer to winning the war.

Kaida’s POV The air was thick with the scent of blood, ash, and loss as I moved through the remnants of Crescent Moon’s territory. The battle had ended, but the war was far from over. The injured were being tended to, families were mourning their dead, and despite the destruction, life carried on. I should have left already. But there was still one more thing I needed to do. I searched for them—my family, the only ones I had left. Axel and my father. They had fought alongside Atlas’s warriors, protecting the Crescent Moon Pack even when they didn’t have to. But now that the battle was over, I needed them to leave with me. I couldn’t stay here. Not after everything. Not after the pack had lost so much because of me. I found them near the eastern field, where many of the warriors had gathered to rest and recover. Axel stood tall, his face grim as he spoke to one of the Crescent Moon warriors, helping coordinate supplies. Our father, Alpha Thor, sat nearby, his sharp eyes assess

Atlas’s POV The air was thick with tension, the weight of what was to come pressing heavily on my shoulders. I sat at the head of the war table, staring at the map spread before us. Kaida stood beside me, her eyes sharp with determination. Across from us, her father, Dominic, and her brother, Axel, exchanged knowing glances. Miguel’s threat still lingered in my mind, his words burned into my memory. "You can rebuild all you want. But we will burn it down again." He thought he had the upper hand. He thought we were weak. But he had no idea what was coming for him. Kaida’s voice was steady as she traced a path along the map. “Miguel expects us to retaliate immediately. He thinks we’ll storm his territory in anger, desperate for revenge.” Axel nodded, arms crossed. “Which is exactly why we won’t.” Thor leaned forward, studying the map. “We’ll strike when they least expect it. But first, we gather intelligence. We need to know their numbers, their weaknesses, and any potential a