Chapter 579 The Alpha King’s Reckoning

Nathan had barely returned to Frost Pack when Stephen’s call came through.

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As the Alpha of Frost Pack, Nathan held a powerful position in Yalvaria’s intricate werewolf hierarchy enough to speak as an equal with the Speaker of the Council.

And when Stephen laid out his proposal, Nathan didn’t hesitate.

The enemy of my enemy is my ally.

That very night, he stepped into Stephen’s mansion personally.

“Alpha Nathan, your presence confirms what I hoped–our goals are aligned,” Stephen said, signaling his secretary to uncork a vintage bottle of wine. He raised his glass. “At tomorrow’s election, if Landon dares show his face, he’ll leave Yalvaria in a coffin.”

His fingers were white against the crystal glass, eyes burning with fanatical hunger for power.

Yalvaria and Montedra had been locked in a cold war for years. If it hadn’t been for Landon’s rise, Stephen would’ve already swallowed Montedra whole. The Alpha King had always been the immovable stone in his path.

He hated Landon–not just as a rival in politics and strategy, but for what his bloodline represented. That Alpha lineage had crushed every attempt Stephen made to seize control.

“As long as he lives, Yalvaria will always kneel beneath Montedra,” Stephen spat, downing his wine in a single, vicious gulp. “This time, I’ll cut the head off the snake. I’ll turn Montedra into Yalvaria’s hound.”

Nathan accepted the offered glass and raised it toward him. “I just want him dead.”

clink of their toast rang with cold,

night, both sides

gathered in the shadows like coiled predators. Stephen and Nathan spun a web of soldiers and traps. The outcome would

8 a.m. sharp, Landon woke

the curtains, brushing across his face. The fatigue in his

place,” Hudson offered at breakfast. “You coordinating

Landon bit into a slice of bread. “Stephen has to be taken down

the election grounds were

grand stage, flanked by elite guards and Frost

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Then came the sound.

Rotors.

tremor ran

clouds like hawks, circling the plaza with military

here.” Stephen clenched his fists, his eyes

gear, exuding the feral authority of a true Alpha King. His presence alone

voice cracked through the comms

unfurled. Landon dropped to the ground like a

Stephen called out with mock bravado, his voice booming

his coat, eyes sharp as blades. “Not

genetic virus. You used Montedra’s people as

You’re trespassing on sovereign soil–you want to start

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