My Fated Alpha's Cruel Game (Elena and Marcus) novel Chapter 215

Chapter 215: Chapter 215 Truth Finally Surfaces

Marcus’s POV

Asher’s eyes burned into mine, searching for answers. "She knows."

"She does," I confirmed. "And she’s locking down the entire pack."

A cold smile ghosted across his lips. "Smart. That bastard won’t sink his teeth into anyone tonight."

The forest whispered around us, then went deadly quiet.

Voices cut through the darkness.

Asher froze like stone, his hand snapping up in silent warning.

We pressed ourselves against the ravine wall, becoming part of the shadows as two figures emerged in the clearing above. The scent hit me first, familiar and unwelcome.

My chest tightened.

Asher’s body turned to granite beside me.

"That’s Kade," he breathed, so quietly I almost missed it. "Trained that kid myself when he was barely old enough to shift."

Kade’s voice floated down, strained and bitter. "We lost them."

Another voice responded. Older, steadier. The kind of calm that comes from years of giving orders and watching others follow them. "Did they circle back?"

"They tried," Kade said. "But she changed. She snarled at us."

Silence stretched between them.

"You felt her power," the older wolf stated.

"Yes."

The pause that followed carried weight, the kind that shifts everything. "Then we retreat. This changes everything."

"Alpha Vanguard’s going to hate hearing that."

A bitter laugh cut through the night air. "Alpha Vanguard wasn’t counting on her."

My heart slammed against my ribs. Moving carefully, I slipped my phone free, cupping the screen to hide its glow. Without looking, I found the record button and angled it toward their voices.

"She wasn’t supposed to have Alpha blood," Kade said. "He promised she’d be barely stronger than a human."

"He was dead wrong," the older wolf shot back. "And you know what that means for all of us."

New footsteps approached. Heavy. Deliberate. The kind that announced power before a word was spoken.

"Give me your report."

Ice flooded my veins.

Vanguard.

"We engaged," the older wolf said. "The male got her out. Disabled one vehicle. No casualties on either side."

"And the girl?"

"She dominated us."

The silence that followed could have suffocated a grown man.

Asher nodded sharply. "I know another route."

He guided us downhill toward a narrow gap in the ravine where water trickled over smooth stones, cold and constant. "Old hunting trail," he explained. "The water kills our scent. Forces anyone tracking us to split up."

We waded through the creek until my legs went numb and my jaw ached from clenching my teeth, then hauled ourselves out onto bare rock where our scent would scatter into nothing. From there, we moved like ghosts, backtracking twice and climbing steep terrain before making a wide circle.

When we finally stopped, dawn was creeping across the sky, gray light slowly bleeding into the darkness.

I reached for Elena through our bond, sending the recording like a weapon through the connection.

Her response hit me instantly.

Clear. Furious. Controlled.

I have it.

Her presence pulled back, already working, already planning.

I slumped against a tree trunk, exhaustion finally crashing over me, leaving my body heavy and my mind razor-sharp in the worst possible way.

"This isn’t just deception," I said quietly. "It’s ethnic cleansing."

Asher nodded, his eyes dark as midnight. "And now we’ve caught him red-handed."

Arthur away, I knew Elena was playing the recording again. Hearing Vanguard’s voice. Hearing the truth finally surface.

The war hadn’t begun tonight.

But the lies had finally shattered.