Semua Bab Alpha's Eclipse: Bab 21 - Bab 30

LIRA I knew something had changed the moment Caius stepped out of his office.His expression was unreadable, his dark eyes clouded with something unfamiliar. Something tense. I had seen Caius angry before, seen him impassive, calculating—but this was different. This was something else entirely.A chill curled around my spine.“Who did you call?” I asked.He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he crossed the room in steady, measured steps, stopping only when he was directly in front of me. His presence was always imposing, but now it felt different. Heavier.Then, finally—he spoke.“The Elders.”I inhaled sharply. “The Elders?”Caius folded his arms, his jaw tightening. “Aldric wants to meet. In person.”The name sent another shiver down my spine. Aldric wasn’t just any Elder—he was the Elder. The one who spoke, and the rest listened. The one whose decisions shaped the future of our kind.“Why?” I asked, my voice quieter than before.Caius didn’t look away. His gaze bore into me, stead

CAIUS"This is ridiculous," I muttered, running a hand down my face.Across from me, Elias and Ronan grinned like a pair of fools."You," Elias snickered, "argued with a tailor over fabric.""She needed something comfortable," I said gruffly. "The tailor was an idiot."Ronan leaned back in his chair, smirking. "And what about the clothes? The cloaks? The boots? Did he force those on you, too?"I scowled.The truth was, I had chosen every piece myself.I had watched Lira closely, noticed the way she hugged herself in the cold, the way her clothes were still the ones she had been taken in—torn, worn, and unsuitable for the North.So I hava to fix it.Because it was my duty to take care of her.Not because I wanted to see her smile.Not because my wolf rumbled in satisfaction every time she grew more comfortable here.Definitely not.Elias crossed his arms, amusement flickering in his sharp eyes. "You do realize the entire pack sees it, right?"I exhaled through my nose. "Sees what?""Th

LIRAI wasn’t sure when it happened. Maybe it was the way Caius protected me, even when I didn’t ask for it. Maybe it was the way he treated his pack—not like servants or subordinates, but like family. Maybe it was the way he looked at me, not just like his mate, but like I was something rare, something worth fighting for.I had spent weeks trying to resist this bond, but the truth had been staring me in the face all along. I was falling for him. And I hated it.Not because he wasn’t worthy. But because I wasn’t ready.I sat on the edge of the training grounds, absentmindedly pulling at the strands of grass between my fingers. The late afternoon sun stretched long shadows across the dirt, painting the sky in warm hues of orange and violet. The air smelled of pine and earth, with a crisp chill hinting at the coming night.Caius sat beside me, his posture relaxed, though I could tell by the way his fingers tapped against his knee that he was waiting for me to say something. He had

LIRAFalling for Caius came with consequences.One: His pack finally stopped looking at me like I was the enemy. Two: Elias and Ronan now smirked at me whenever I was near Caius, as if they had been expecting this all along. And three? I wanted to wipe that smug look off his face.Which is exactly why I found myself in the training fields at dawn, stretching my arms over my head as the morning chill settled into my bones. The sky was streaked with hues of pink and orange, the sun slowly rising over the treetops as the pack gathered for their daily training.I had been training with the general pack for a while now, and while it had been helpful in rebuilding my strength, I was growing restless. The sessions were structured, repetitive, and focused more on endurance and discipline than actual combat. While the other wolves seemed content, I found myself wanting more.Today's session started with a long run through the forest. The cold air burned my lungs as my feet pounded against the

CAIUSI led her out of the training hall, the warmth of the stone corridor a welcome relief after the icy chill of the training room. The dining hall wasn’t far, and it didn’t take long to reach the long wooden table where the evening meal had already been laid out. The fire crackled in the hearth, casting a soft glow over the room. The aroma of roast meat and freshly baked bread filled the air, making my stomach growl in anticipation.“After that workout, I could eat a whole feast,” Lira said as she sat down, rubbing her hands together in front of the warmth of the fire.I grabbed two plates, piling them high with food before sliding one toward her. “I think you’ve earned it,” I said, smiling.We ate in a comfortable silence, the occasional clink of utensils punctuating the otherwise quiet morning. I watched as Lira tucked into her meal, her appetite as sharp as her swordplay.“So,” I said after a while, setting my fork down and leaning back in my chair, “I’m taking you somewhere tod