All Chapters of Alpha’s thirst for Ember : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Ember sat on her vanity, running a brush through her hair when she felt it, a sudden feeling of high alert. She peered around the room as though someone was hiding in the shadows, watching her.Before she could react to the sinking feeling in her chest, she heard a loud crash. It sounded like it came from Thorne’s wing. Maybe he was having a tantrum, who knew what had angered him this time. She was about to continue preparing for bed when she heard muffled snarls and more crashing.She stood up immediately, moving to her window. Some guards in the courtyard were racing into the mansion amidst the growling and crashing coming from Thorne’s room.The mate bond tugged at her, and before she knew it, she found herself running out of her room toward Thorne’s wing, her heart pounding, different scenarios playing in her head. What if they were under attack?Before she reached his door, more than five guards rushed ahead of her, storming inside to the sounds of shifting bodies, more growlin

The night wind was cold, biting into Ember’s skin as she rode in the back of the carriage with Kaya, Luna Zyrah, and Raphael, while Caden sat at the front. They had taken blankets along, draping them over the sleeping women to protect them from the harsh cold.Ember was silent, trying her best to ignore the ache of the mate bond. It took every bit of her self-control not to shift into her wolf form and run back into Thorne’s arms. She had thought she was ready to leave him, but her wolf wanted otherwise. She whined and pawed at the edges of Ember’s mind, resurfacing every time Ember pushed her back into her subconscious.Raphael noticed. He contemplated asking her about it but wasn’t sure she would want to talk, especially with her brother at the front, who was obviously annoyed with the arrangement. Then, seeing her discomfort, he asked anyway.“Are you okay?” Raphael peered at her with concern.“Yeah,” Ember responded softly, her eyes never leaving the direction of Thorne’s mansio

The clearing froze. Ragnar’s head whipped between his sister, Stella, and Caden, who was approaching her in his wolf form.Stella stepped back as Caden’s wolf stalked toward her, sniffing the air around her, his eyes clouded over with the mate call. She looked frightened, glancing between him and her brother behind him.Ragnar, seeing her discomfort, lunged forward, placing himself between them.‘Back off,’ Ragnar sneered, his teeth bared threateningly at Caden.‘Mate,’ Caden said simply, a longing whine escaping him.“Caden,” Ember called, walking up to him. She sank her fingers into his coarse fur and gently dragged him away, eyes following them as she gave an apologetic smile.Collin watched them go, his eyes burning with jealousy and anger.At the far end of the camp, Ember handed Caden and Raphael the bag of clothes Raphael had taken from the mansion. They took it, moving behind trees to change. Caden wasted no time, reappearing fully dressed, already heading for Stella, who st

Darius thrashed through the woods toward Halister’s Inn. Halister hadn’t been present at their secret meeting place for the third time that week, and Darius wondered what exactly was going on.He and Serene were feeling cooped up, fed up with being in the inn all day, and tensions had been rising between them. Serene was losing patience by the day, getting snappier, making him leave the inn often to give them both breathing space.As he arrived at the inn, he noticed that there were very few patrons aside from them, which caused him to suspect this might not just be an inn for fronting but a hideout for Halister’s friends or acquaintances. Smart.He pushed open the door to the room he shared with Serene, and what he saw made his heart clench.Serene was dressed up and standing next to a small packed bag, looking out of the window. She must have seen him approaching.“What is this?” Darius asked, his tone gruff with disbelief.“I’m leaving, Darius. It’s over.” Serene’s voice was calm,

Their arrival at Bloodveil territory was quieter than they had imagined it would be. The regents stationed at the borders parted and let them through as if they had been expecting them.Ember had thought they’d have to fight their way in since the territory was under Thorne’s control, but no such thing happened. As the carriage rolled toward the towering gates of Bloodveil’s pack house, Ember was overcome with nostalgia. This was the land and home she had been born and raised in, where she had lived her early years with her brother and parents.She turned to look at Caden and found him staring up at the gates in quiet awe, just as she had been.The sparse guards moving around the territory paid them no mind as the carriages rolled to a stop in the courtyard. The huge building looked old and weathered, in need of repainting and fixing in areas where windows and pillars had chipped away. The house was a shadow of itself, obviously neglected under Thorne’s rule.Raphael