Ch. 326..330: The Rogue is a Female Alpha chapter 326-330
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Watching Lycannar handle his stepmother so tenderly, I sighed quietly as they disappeared from sight.
One by one, everyone drifted out of the dining hall until only Luna Tahlia and I remained. She watched me with those calm, gentle eyes, the kind that had seen far too much and still chose softness.
Both of us had fought for the Lycan Kingdom. And as grateful as the Lycans were, they had accepted and sheltered us as one of their own.
When our gazes met, I found myself walking toward her, wrapping my arms around her in a warm embrace.
The last time we truly spoke was before she left to choose her side, before all the chaos. When I pulled away, I searched her eyes, feeling my heart swell with admiration and respect.
“How has life been here in the Lycan Kingdom?” I asked softly.
A bright smile spread across her face, relieved, unburdened, lighter than I’d ever seen her. Earlier, she’d been laughing with the princesses, glowing with joy.
The Queen herself had even taken her son lovingly into her arms, and everyone adored young Black, so full of light, so alive. He loved the Lycans more than any of us ever had.
“I’ve lived all my life in Blackbridge Pack,” Luna Tahlia said, her voice pulling me from my thoughts. “But there’s no place I can call home more than this. I swear it.”
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“In battle, we’ve camped in countless places,” I murmured. “When I trained as a warrior, we were stationed in different packs to learn new skills. Back home in Ash Pack, I thought I’d found heaven. At Hue Pack, I thought I’d found peace. But here, among the Lycans and their royalty, I’ve found what home truly means. For the first time, I feel at peace.”
Silence settled over us, heavy but comfortable. She met my gaze with quiet understanding.
“But war is coming,” she whispered, voice trembling. “And I’m afraid all this love we’ve found might vanish.”
Her words lodged a lump in my throat. I dropped my gaze and sighed. If only Varyn would
abandon his thirst for war and let peace reign. If only.
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“Luna Tablia?” A voice echoed from the hallway. Princess Serena’s. We both turned to see her standing there, slightly breathless. “I think you should come. Young Black refuses to leave Mother.”
A soft laugh escaped me, and Luna Tahlia rose at once to go. She followed Serena out of the hall, leaving me alone in the warm, golden quiet.
Leaning back in my chair, I smiled faintly, imagining how stubborn little Black must be.
My hand drifted to my stomach, and my smile widened at the thought. When I have my own pup, it will grow up here, in a land of love and harmony. Not war. Not deceit.
I looked down at my ring, letting its glow comfort me but then, suddenly, a strange pulse of energy made me shiver. My body went still, my senses sharpening. It grew stronger, approaching from the entrance, and then stopped.
Slowly, I rose and walked out into the open courtyard. There stood my great spirit guard, Le Fey.
The magnificent creature blinked once, lowering his wings with a slow, graceful sweep that sent a cool breeze through my hair. I smiled softly.
Stepping closer, I reached to pat his muzzle, feeling the warmth of his breath. Around us, I could sense the guards watching, their admiration thick in the air. But beyond it, one presence stood out, darker, colder, achingly familiar.
Beyond the open gate, I saw his silhouette.
I would recognize my brother anywhere. Seeing him at the threshold that divided the Werewolf and Lycan territories sent a chill through me.
Without a word, I pulled away from Le Fey and walked forward, past the guards, into the night. The moonlight cast silver across the ground as I stopped a few steps away from Varyn Ashmere.
Silence. Heavy, electric. Questions flooded my mind. Why was he here? What did he want now? What game was he playing?
He moved first, stepping out of the shadows, mounted on a white horse. His gaze met mine, and for a moment, I saw not the broken general or the mad strategist, but my brother. The one
I used to know.
“Zephyr,” he said quietly.
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The sound of his voice, and the memory behind it, sent goosebumps racing over my skin. I stared into those familiar brown eyes, and for a heartbeat, I saw the tenderness that once lived there. The war had not taken that completely away.
He shifted awkwardly before extending a hand toward me.
“I… I was bored,” he began softly. “And I remembered the mountain by the lake, the one where we got lost when we were kids. I thought… maybe you’d want to see it again. It’d be fun if we did.”
The mountain.
The memory hit me hard. I’d wandered too far that day and gotten lost; Varyn had come after me, risking everything.
His wolf had been wounded, his senses half gone, yet he refused to leave me. We stayed there until our father found us. Varyn took all the blame and was punished for it. I loved him fiercely after that.
Now, he was inviting me back to that same place, with eyes that spoke more than words ever could. Apology. Surrender. Regret.
And standing there under the moonlight, I realized something.
Perhaps I was wrong.
Perhaps Varyn could still be saved.
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I looked back at the gate and beyond it, to the people walking around, peaceful, carefree, happy. My gaze lifted to the black tower standing tall and powerful in the distance. A soft sigh escaped my lips.
“I should tell Lycannar I want to leave,” I murmured, turning to go inside, but my brother caught my wrist gently and turned me around. His eyes were soft, pleading.
“He might not allow you to come along,” he said quietly. “We won’t stay long. I promise.”
I couldn’t help it this time. I nodded and let him lead me toward the horse. Varyn released my hand and stepped back, smiling that knowing smile as he waited for me to mount.
I met his gaze and, somehow, smiled back. Then I mounted the horse expertly, smirking with quiet pride.
“I still remember when you struggled to mount a horse,” he said as he came to join me.
“You taught me well. You and Father,” I replied.
He gathered the reins and smiled faintly.
“And you learned well, little sister.”
Before I could respond, Varyn kicked the horse into motion, and it galloped through the lane.
During the ride, he was gentle and careful, his hands steady on the reins.
I noticed new scars along his fingers and fresh bruises across his knuckles. I couldn’t help but wonder what he had been doing lately.
At last, we reached the foot of the mountains. The horse stopped, and Varyn dismounted first. He reached up and lifted me down effortlessly, setting me on my feet before unfastening the saddlebag. His fingers brushed mine as he took my hand, leading me up the path.
The night was cool, the sky scattered with stars, a perfect night for peace. When we reached a flat space, Varyn spread a blanket on the ground. Then he turned toward me, his gaze softening.
His hand rose to my cheek, caressing it tenderly before he lowered it again and swallowed.
“I brought some snacks. Dessyn packed them for me,” he said, leading me to sit.
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He opened the saddlebag to reveal the food and a pouch of water. The sight made me smile faintly.
Dessyn truly knew what I liked. I took the dinner box, though I was too emotional to eat. I could feel Varyn’s gaze on me the entire time.
The silence lingered until he finally spoke, breaking the stillness.
“I went to the market today,” he said, pulling something from his pocket, “and I saw this.”
He held out a hairpin.
“It reminded me of you, Zephyr.”
I stared at the delicate ornament, afraid that if I met his eyes, I would lose control of my
emotions.
“It reminded me of what I forgot,” he continued softly. “That you’re my only true blood left, and how much I love you.”
My throat tightened. I lowered my gaze, blinking away tears. Then his fingers closed gently around my hand, urging me to look up. His eyes glistened.
“I’ve never been more ashamed of myself than I am before you now, Zephyr. Knowing how I failed you, how I hurt you. My own little sister, whom I should’ve protected. I’ve feared for so long that no one could love me the way you did. And I don’t deserve your forgiveness now, do
I?”
I searched his eyes, tears trailing down my cheeks. For a long while, I said nothing. Then, finally, I sniffed softly.
“I believed… I tried to believe I regretted saving you from Blackwater, Varyn.”
“Zephyr…”
“I told myself it was over, that you couldn’t be saved. But seeing you tonight, I realize how wrong I was. Mother always said we must lift each other when we fall. That’s why she trained us together.”
He looked at me with disbelief, as if stunned that I could ever think saving him was a mistake. Quietly, he placed the hairpin in my palm and gave my hand a firm squeeze.
“Tomorrow morning, all the warriors I gathered will disperse,” he said solemnly. “Each will go
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home. From now on, I just want peace. Maybe I’ll even marry Dessyn and close this chapter by becoming a family man.”
1 froze, searching his face for any hint of deceit. He only smiled faintly.
“I swear it, Zephyr,” he said. “Tomorrow, the last warrior will be dismissed. No more war. I’ll get married, live quietly. You can take the Alpha seat, it’s stressful ruling, anyway.”
I exhaled shakily, the relief washing through me. Who would have thought a night like this would ever come?
“You know…” I said softly, meeting his gaze again. “I’m also getting married to Lycannar after the full moon.”
His expression shifted, surprised. I continued, “I’ll be his Queen. That means I can’t be both Alpha and Queen. Perhaps it’s time the Ash Pack had its true Alpha. The seat was always meant for you, Varyn.”
He looked stunned, then shook his head.
“I’ve only just gotten you back, Zephyr. Can’t you postpone the wedding? Stay with me until the next full moon?”
I smiled at the love in his voice, then took his hand and guided it to my flat belly.
“I’m carrying his pup,” I said softly. “Unless you want people to notice I conceived before marriage.”
Varyn went pale instantly. His eyes darted from my belly to my face.
“You’re pregnant?”
“Yes.”
“Apex’s?”
I swallowed, then nodded.
“Yes.”
A long sigh escaped him before he pulled me into his arms. His hold was gentle, his voice trembling as he whispered against my hair,
“I love you, Zephyr. I love you.”
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I walked silently into the Lycan Kingdom, listening to the fading gallop of horse hooves behind me. Varyn riding away into the night.
I stepped into the long dining hall, crossed it quietly, and climbed the stairs. The corridors were empty, the air still. I went through the living room and into the bedchamber, but Lycannar wasn’t there.
Moving toward the corridor, I paused by the window and saw Varyn still riding fast toward Ash Pack.
We had spoken, we had agreed. Words would be sent soon, words that would make me act. I would renounce my claim as Alpha, and he would take back his seat. Peace would finally reign.
The thought filled me with quiet joy. A smile crept to my lips as I imagined how to break the news to Lycannar. But before I could, I heard a sound from the hall. Curiosity sparked in me. I thought it might be him.
I stepped out of the bedchamber, only to see Chantel standing at the end of the hall, right before the door to his room. I studied him a moment, frowning slightly.
“Is everything okay?” I asked softly.
He didn’t respond. He only stared, unblinking. For a moment, I thought he was being strange again, but then I remembered. He was a demon. Strange came naturally to him.
I sighed and turned to head back into my room, but then the sound of footsteps echoed from the staircase. Moments later, Lycannar appeared.
Relief flooded me, but it died quickly when I saw the hard line of his jaw and the unreadable expression on his face.
His hair was wet which means he must have come to bathe and hadn’t found me inside. That must be why he was angry.
“Apex?” Chantel’s voice broke the tense silence. Lycannar turned to him.
“Yes?”
“You should check on Ravana. She’s been acting up.”
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I blinked. That was the longest sentence I’d ever heard Chantel say. Lycannar frowned slightly, brushing past him and entering his chamber.
I waited, curious about what might have happened to the talking raven. A moment later, Lycannar came out again, the bird perched on his finger.
“What’s wrong with her?” he murmured, studying her closely. “Did she cat something she’s allergic to?”
Chantel shook his head.
“Should I call upon your sister?”
“Yeah. Call Mearez.”
Chantel nodded, then walked past me and disappeared down the stairs. Lycannar brushed by me in silence, heading toward our chamber. Panic stirred in my chest, my mate was clearly
upset.
Biting my lip, I followed him in. He was seated now, the raven on the table before him. He studied the bird intently, waiting for Mearez to arrive.
I stood at the doorway for a moment before clearing my throat to get his attention. He didn’t even glance at me.
“Maybe it’s just a normal sickness,” I said lightly, walking closer and sitting across from him. “We wolves fall ill too sometimes.”
He said nothing at first, then finally spoke, his voice flat.
“Ravana shares the same energy with the witch in the Demon Realm. Ilythra was never sick.”
His tone made goosebumps rise along my arms. I bit my lower lip again.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered.
That finally made him look up. His pale golden eyes lifted to mine, and I froze beneath their intensity.
“Lycan..”
“I know you can take care of yourself,” he said, his voice calm but heavy. “But don’t you ever go off without telling me again. You’re going to be my wife. I know you’re an Alpha, strong, capable, but I’m still your mate. I deserve to know where you are… who you’re with.”
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“Lycan…” I breathed his name again, my voice trembling. He was furious, but his restraint, the tenderness behind his anger, only made the guilt burn deeper inside me.
“I’m new to this bond,” he continued quietly. “I don’t know how it works. But the connection went faint the farther you got from me. It terrified me. And I felt your brother’s energy with you. I know he’s your blood, but Varyn is a strategist, a clever one. Not easily trusted.”
At that, I swallowed hard. He wasn’t wrong. Varyn Ashmere, the finest war strategist of his time. But he was also my brother. And he had changed.
I reached across the table and took Lycannar’s hand, meeting his eyes.
“Lycan… Varyn and I talked. I’ve never seen him so remorseful. He swore there would be no more wars. He said he’ll dismiss all his armies and take back Ash Pack to rule peacefully. I’ll stay here with you, as your Queen, your wife. That’s what we agreed on. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you before I left. Please… don’t be mad at me.”
My voice softened as silence fell between us again. Lycannar stared at me, his expression unreadable, his eyes fixed deeply on mine.
Then, after a long pause, he asked the question that made my heart sink.
“You trust him?”
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She went completely mute. And in her eyes, I saw it. Love. A different kind of love, the one reserved for family.
After all, I am her lover, but what she felt for her brother was brotherly love, fierce and protective.
I’ve always known Zephyrine as the smartest woman alive, but even the wisest lose their senses when love blinds them.
Still, she’s my woman, and if she wants something, I’ll give it to her. Whoever she loves, I’ll
accept.
I lowered my gaze when she couldn’t respond and turned to look down at Ravana again, sighing.
I wondered what had happened to her. When my stepfather gifted me the bird, he’d said her energy was tied to Ilythra, the witch who fortified my tower.
Whenever Ilythra weakened, so did Ravana. Staring at her now, dull and unmoving, I couldn’t help but worry if the witch back in the Demon Realm was alright.
The gods grant her strength, because she’s the only one who can reopen the portal for me after the full moon.
“Lycan?” Zephyrine’s soft voice pulled me out of my thoughts. I looked up to find her panicking, and I almost smiled. She’s so fierce in battle, yet before me, she’s still humble, still afraid of my wrath.
“I’m not angry anymore,” I said quietly. “Just don’t repeat it. I love you too much to share you with anyone… even your brother.”
Her lips curved into a small smile. She stood, crossed the room, and climbed onto my lap. Cupping my cheek, she kissed me softly, lingering, before pulling back with a bright, tender
smile.
“Your mother is so beautiful. She’s elegant.”
“She has to be. She’s a queen.” The voice that cut in from the doorway belonged to Serena.
We both turned to see her and Mearez enter the chamber. They hesitated, glancing around
cautiously before stepping closer with weary sighs.
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“What’s wrong with you, Ravana?” Mearez asked, lowering herself onto the chair Zephyrine had just vacated. “Let’s see what’s going on. Lycan, isn’t this bird connected to that witch?”
“Yeah. The last time I saw llythra, she was aging fast. Maybe it’s just old age?”
“It can’t be…” Mearez murmured, stroking Ravana’s feathers. After a few gentle passes, she sighed and withdrew her hand. “I can’t sense anything. It’s like her strength is blocked. Not natural.”
I sighed. Of course it wasn’t. Ravana wasn’t a normal raven, she talked, for gods‘ sake.
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I nodded, and Serena sighed with relief.
“Thank goodness. I can’t wait to see my brother, Hades.”
At that, I smirked.
“He’ll be shocked when he learns what happened.”
“He’ll be more impressed with our next queen’s performance,” Mearez teased, winking at Zephyrine before rising. “Alright, Serena. Let’s leave the couple be. Goodnight.”
“Goodnight,” Zephyrine replied.
When their footsteps faded, I leaned back in my seat, my eyes seeking hers again. Then I gently lifted her, setting her on the table before me. She sat there quietly, her eyes watching
me.
“You’ve spoken with your brother,” I said finally. “You plan to give up your title.”
“You have anything to say concerning Varyn?” she asked softly. Even before I could answer, I saw it in her eyes. She needed me not to hate him. She wouldn’t survive another heartbreak.
“Whatever you want, Zephyrine,” I murmured, brushing my thumb along her cheek. “If you want peace, I want it too.”
She exhaled, shoulders sagging.
“I don’t want war, Lycan. I just want to live with you and be happy. War is exhausting. Living with you… that’s better.”
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It was the most sincere thing I’d ever heard from her. Pure, vulnerable, stripped of her walls. She looked tired, desperate for it all to end. Searching her eyes, I stood, scooped her up, and carried her to the bed.
I removed her shoes, unzipped her gown, and laid her down. Then, meeting her gaze, I asked quietly.
“I’m glad the war’s ending. When will you go for the denouncement? I want to come with you.”
She hesitated, turning her head to look at me.
“Lycan… don’t you trust my brother?” I clenched my jaw in silence, and she knew the answer. “He realized his mistakes. He wants to make amends. Please, my love. Let it go. Varyn won’t hurt me. Tomorrow I’ll go to the wolf fortress and complete the rituals, it won’t take long. I’ll be fine.”
She was pleading, fragile with exhaustion. I couldn’t deny her. I leaned down and kissed her lips softly.
“Anything for you. It’s fine.” Pulling her close, I whispered against her hair, “After you denounce your title, how long will your spirit guard last?”
“I don’t know,” she murmured. “Every Ashmere Alpha died before their seat was passed on. Mine is different since it’s impeachment, not death. I don’t know how long Le Fey will remain.”
I swallowed hard. It would be fine. It had to be.
Varyn Ashmere… I might not trust him, but for Zephyrine’s sake, I’d believe. We’d be fine.
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Early that morning, what woke me wasn’t the sound of birds or the wind but the soft, broken sobs of my sister from her bedchamber.
She’d been miserable ever since that day, and though I’d tried everything, comfort, counsel, even threats, nothing worked. She wouldn’t recover, and I was beginning to lose hope.
I rose for the day’s tasks and walked into her room to find her sitting in bed, wiping tears from her cheeks.
I stood by the doorway, anger rising in me with every passing second before I finally strode inside, glaring.
“So you’re telling me you didn’t know? That Varyn and Dessyn, Zeph’s best friend are in love? So deep in love that Dessyn can’t even hide it anymore?”
Olivia flinched at my tone, shrinking back. Before she could answer, our mother entered.
One glance at her, and everything came rushing back, the war had begun, the first wave already launched.
Even though we leaders hadn’t joined the field, exhaustion was setting in. The toll showed on my mother’s face; she looked older, worn down by grief and politics alike.
“Is she still the same?” she asked tiredly, moving to sit beside Olivia on the bed. “Varyn is not someone you can love, my dear. Can you handle an Ashmere? It takes far more than an ordinary heart to stand beside such people.”
I swallowed hard at that. She was right. Standing shoulder to shoulder with the Ashmeres or the Lycan royals was no simple feat.
Kaela, who’d once opposed them, had a heart so cunning, so corrupt, even I couldn’t read her.
I crossed my arms, leaning against the wall as Olivia sniffled and lifted her red eyes toward us.
“Varyn said he had no woman in his life. How was I supposed to know he was lying?”
“You mean you couldn’t see that you’re not even in his league?” I shot back, frustration flaring.
She looked straight at me, defiant even through her tears.
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“How could I know? He said he loved me, and I believed him! That day you came to fetch me, he even introduced me to his guests as his woman. What did you expect me to think?”
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“What guests?” I demanded.
Olivia slumped back, exhaustion etched across her face.
“I don’t know. There was a man he addressed as Salo. He came with his daughter.”
The name made me pause. Salo? I’d never heard it before. Not in any shifter court, not in any record. Where did they come from?
Before I could ask more, the sound of marching footsteps echoed outside.
My mother and I exchanged a wary glance, and I moved to the window. What I saw made my breath hitch, the guards. The Hue Pack soldiers I’d deployed to the frontlines were returning.
I stepped outside at once, beckoning one of them forward.
“Why are you back? Why aren’t you preparing for the next wave?”
He bowed quickly.
“Lord Varyn dismissed us this morning. He’s declared peace with the Lycan Kingdom. We were ordered to return.”
I froze. My mind reeled. Peace? Varyn declaring peace? That could only mean one thing, his focus had shifted. If not the Lycans, then who?
Oh no. I had to see Kaela.
I rushed to my carriage, and within minutes, the wheels rolled into the Blackbridge Pack. But when I arrived, the eerie silence unsettled me.
The pack was almost deserted. Since Luna Tahlia’s departure, most members had gone rogue, refusing to live under the Yadev family’s rule,
I sighed, watching the few who remained, among them, Warrior June, who’d stayed loyal through the chaos, still hoping the council would intervene and Tahlia might reclaim her position.
I headed for the hall, drawn by murmured voices. Pushing open the door, I stopped dead in my tracks. There they were, the Yadevs, and a man who looked unsettlingly familiar. My brow
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Apex’s uncle. What was he doing here?
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“We’ll handle it. Don’t worry,” a woman’s voice said. I stepped closer to see her face and froze.
Apex’s uncle leaned in, kissed her, and walked past me without a word.
That woman… I recognized her. Kaela’s mother.
I’d met her once, the night Kaela invited me to dinner months ago. Zeph had wanted me to accompany her to retrieve her parents‘ ashes, but I’d refused, choosing Kaela’s dinner instead. And now, Kaela’s mother was kissing Apex’s uncle? Were they lovers?
My confusion deepened as I looked around. Among those gathered was Zeph’s aunt, Kostyra. What in the gods‘ name was she doing here?
“The potion is ready,” Kaela’s voice came from behind me. She entered, brushing past me like I was invisible. Her hands trembled as she handed a vial to Kostyra.,
The Yadevs said nothing, their father silent as he had watched the woman he called wife exchange kisses with another man. Were they all entangled in this madness together?
Kostyra’s tone broke through my thoughts.
“Everything is prepared. By the full moon tomorrow, it will all end.”
End? What would end?
My chest tightened. I pulled Kaela aside, lowering my voice.
“What’s going on? Why is Apex’s uncle involved in this?”
She smiled faintly, too faint, too calm.
“Didn’t I tell you I had a plan once the war was over? This is it. We’ve already won.”
Her certainty made my skin crawl. I searched her eyes, uneasy.
“What battle? The second wave hasn’t even begun! Varyn dismissed the soldiers. Shouldn’t you be worried he’ll turn against us? The war isn’t…”
“The war has ended,” she interrupted, smiling wider now. “What’s left are ruins. Wait for the full moon and you will learn the truth… but I’ll give you a warning.” She leaned closer, her voice low and cold. “Don’t cry too much for her.”
She pulled her wrist from my grasp and walked away, leaving me frozen in place.
For her?
For who?
Zeph?