The Alpha's Unwanted Bride novel Chapter 677

Chapter 677: THE DISTANT LAND PACK

We left the inn just as the sky finished turning gold.

The streets were quieter than the night before, merchants only beginning to set up their stalls, smoke curling lazily from chimneys as breakfast fires were lit. The distant lands looked softer in the early light less dangerous, almost mind but I didn’t trust it.

I pulled my cloak tighter around my body, instinctively shielding my stomach.

Every step felt heavier than the last.

Otto walked slightly ahead of me, his shoulders squared, eyes scanning the road as if expecting danger to leap out from the shadows.

He carried the bag with his books slung across his back and his staff strapped at his side. He looked like a man who had prepared for this moment for years.

Well he truly did.

After all, Otto had said it.

This was going to be proof to all his peers and everyone that he wasn’t crazy.

That his wolf going rabid was not in vain.

In a way we were both people who were trying to redeem our past and proof to ourselves that we could look forward.

I needed to find my family and find my peace.

Find an explanation to my roots.

Understand why I was nothing like an unshifted wolf

I looked like a woman trying not to break in half.

The farther we walked, the more I felt it.

A pressure.

Low.

Deep.

Like something inside me was stretching... pushing... testing the limits of my body.

I slowed.

Otto noticed immediately.

"Jasmine?" he asked quietly, turning back. "Are you-

"I’m fine," I said quickly, forcing my feet to keep moving. "Just... slow."

He didn’t argue this time.

We followed the main road out of the outskirts, the land rising gradually as stone replaced dirt beneath our boots.

Tall walls appeared in the distance ancient, weathered, etched with markings I didn’t recognize. Wolves moved in and out of massive gates, some armored, others dressed plainly, all carrying themselves with a confidence that made my spine prickle.

This wasn’t like the royal pack.

This place felt... older.

Sharper.

The air itself felt heavier, charged with something unspoken.

"That’s the city center," Otto said under his breath. "And beyond that... that should be the pack house."

I stopped walking.

My heart slammed against my ribs.

This was it.

Somewhere inside those walls were answers I had been running toward my entire life.

Where Bale’s brother was expected to be somewhere her.

I wouldn’t be surprised if Bale had exiled his brother here or done worse.

He was a monster.

But this was it.

I felt the anxiety in my palms and the my stomach flipped.

I pressed my hand to my stomach again, grounding myself.

"I can do this," I whispered more to myself than to him.

Otto turned fully to me then, his gaze steady. "You don’t have to be strong all the time."

I met his eyes.

"Yes," I said softly. "I do."

Because no one else would be.

We reached the gates just as the sun fully crested the horizon.

Two guards stepped forward immediately, both tall, both scarred, both watching us like predators deciding whether we were worth the effort.

"Halt," one of them said. "State your purpose."

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