Mated to Her Alpha Instructor (Eileen and Regis) novel Chapter 188

Mated to Her Alpha Instructor

Chapter 188

Regis

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The road from the medical station to the training camp stretched before me in the pale morning light, but my mind was already racing ahead, assembling pieces of a puzzle that grew more ominous with each passing mile.

Nina’s terror at Silas’s appearance had confirmed what I’d suspected from the moment I’d seen him hover over Eileen with that calculating gaze–the man was a predator. But the full scope of his depravity, revealed through Nina’s broken confession last night, went beyond anything I’d anticipated. He’d imprisoned a witch, forced her to use her gifts under torture, and kept a child in a cage like an animal. The cruelty was methodical, purposeful.

Which meant his current scheming had purpose too.

The question was whether he acted alone or as part of Cornelius’s web.

I’d sent word to Kieran last night the moment I’d gotten Eileen asleep, asking him to come at first light. The situation had escalated beyond border politics into something that could threaten not just my mate, but the peace we’d been fighting to implement. If Cornelius’s faction had been using someone like

Silas as their instrument, if they’d known about his methods and deployed him anyway-

Valdot growled low in my chest at the implications.

The command tent came into view, and I felt a flicker of relief when I spotted the familiar black gelding tethered outside. Kieran had arrived, which meant we could begin unraveling this properly.

I pushed through the tent flap to find him already bent over the tactical maps, several sealed reports spread across the command table. He looked up at my entrance, his expression grim.

“You look like you haven’t slept, he observed.

‘I haven’t.” I moved to the opposite side of the table, scanning the documents he’d assembled. “Tell me you have something.

‘More than something.” He pushed forward a report bearing the Council’s seal. “Cornelius’s faction went into crisis mode after you filed the assault charges. They couldn’t publicly refute the evidence without looking complicit, but abandoning Silas would expose their entire network.”

“And Silas himself?”

“Vanished within hours of your accusation. Professional extraction–someone with resources pulled him out before the Council could issue a formal warrant.” Kieran’s jaw tightened. “He’s gone to ground, but he’ll surface again. Men like him always have contingency plans.”

I nodded slowly, the confirmation settling like lead in my gut. “What about the supply situation?”

“That’s where it gets interesting. Kieran pulled out a different file, this one marked with Commander Garrick’s seal. I dug into the timeline like you asked. Garrick’s been solid for years, then suddenly supply discrepancies start appearing four months ago.”

“What changed?”

“His second–in–command died.” Kieran’s voice took on an edge. “Lieutenant James Hartley. Killed in what was officially ruled an accidental encounter with

rogue wolves during a routine supply run.”

I picked up the incident report, my tactical mind immediately flagging inconsistencies. Routine runs don’t go through contested territory.

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‘Exactly. And here’s the pattern- Kieran spread out a series of documents. “Six weeks before Hartley’s death, he’d been pushing Garrick to bring in additional support for supply management. Said he was overextended, recommended Silas’s man. Garrick refused in a public staff meeting.”

The manipulation crystallized with ugly clarity. “Create friction between commander and second. Arrange an accident that validates the second’s concerns. Let guilt do the rest.”

Kieran’s expression turned dark. “Everything pointed to tragic accident. The investigation found nothing suspicious.”

“But Garrick blamed himself.”

‘And delegated exactly what Hartley had requested–though he spread the responsibility across three junior officers instead of giving Silas full control. That rotation system is probably what allowed us to catch the discrepancies.”

I studied my old friend’s face, seeing the same cold fury I felt building in my own chest. This wasn’t opportunistic theft. This was systematic infiltration, psychological warfare designed to compromise our defenses from within.

“There’s more. Kieran unrolled a schematic that made my blood run cold. “We found how they’ve been moving the supplies.

The map showed the eastern depot and the terrain beneath it, marked with a network of passages that shouldn’t exist. Professional construction, reinforced

tunnels, multiple exit points–infrastructure that would have taken months to build.

‘How long has this been operational?” I asked quietly.

“Unknown, but the engineering suggests at least half a year.” Kieran pointed to marked locations. “Two exits–abandoned mines in neutral territory, and cave systems near the contested border.”

‘Surveillance?” I asked, my voice coming out rougher than intended.

Already in place. I positioned teams at every exit last night.” Kieran met my eyes. “But Regis, the scale of this operation, the resources required-

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