The Professor's Mate Clause novel Chapter 108

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Chapter 108

Chapter 108

ADRIAN’S POV

Marcus is dead.

Even after tearing Corbin’s throat out with my own jaws, even after watching the bastard collapse into the dirt and bleed out beneath me, the truth still doesn’t feel real. My Beta is gone, My best friend. My brother in every way that mattered.

Thirty years beside me, and he died buying me time.

The battlefield around me is still chaos, but for one frozen moment all I can see is Marcus throwing hintself in front of Corbin stop him from reaching me. I can still hear him through the pack link, stubborn and loyal even while dying. I killed Corbin because Marcus gave me the chance to. I avenged him exactly the way he would have wanted.

And somehow it still feels empty.

Revenge doesn’t bring people back.

It doesn’t fill the space they leave behind.

Around us, Corbin’s forces are collapsing without leadership. Wolves scatter in every direction, retreating across the battlefiel while coalition fighters surge after them with renewed determination. The war is turning in our favor so quickly it almost feel unreal.

We’re winning.

After everything we lost tonight, we are actually winning.

That thought should–feel triumphant, but all I can think is that Marcus should have lived to see it.

He died for this victory.

If we fail now, if we let Corbin’s wolves regroup and turn this around, then his sacrifice means nothing. I refuse to let that happen.

I force myself upright despite the exhaustion tearing through every muscle in my body and push my voice through the pack and

“All forces push forward,” I command. “Drive them back and end this now

The response is immediate.

Wolves who were barely standing moments ago surge forward again with desperate aggression, sinelling victory after hours of bloodshed. The coalition crashes into what remains of Corbin’s forces hard enough to break whatever resistance they had left

And slowly, the battlefield begins to settle.

Enemy wolves flee instead of fight. Some shift and disappear into the forest entirely. Others surrender outright, dropping to the ground beneath overwhelming numbers.

We let them run.

There’s no point hunting down wolves who no longer want war. We already lost too much tonight. Continuing the slaughter would not honor Marcus- it would dishonor everything we fought for in the first place

The silence that follows victory feels worse than the fighting

I shift back into human form and look across the battlefield properly for the first time Bodies cover the clearing in every direction, wolves from both sides tangled together beneath the smell of blood and smoke

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She wipes quickly at her tears and nods despite the grief still writter across her face.

“I’ll help Dr. Chen with the injured,” she says Namediately.

Even now, exhausted and heartbroken, she shifts into leadership withour hesitation.

That’s who Freya is.

No matter how badly the world hurts her, she keeps moving forward because people need her to.

I love her for that more than she realizes.

We separate after that, both throwing ourselves into the work because stopping means thinking, and thinking means drowning beneath everything we lost tonight.

Hours pass in fragments.

The wounded are stabilized where possible. Bodies are gathered carefully and laid side by side across the clearing while surviving wolves move through the aftermath in exhausted silence. Reports come in slowly confirming what already seemed impossible.

Corbin’s coalition is gone, scattered and broken.

The war is over.

We actually won.

By the time the final reports reach me, the sun is beginning to rise over the battlefield. It should feel like peace after all this bloodshed.

Instead, dread suddenly crawls down my spine.

A scout bursts through the clearing at full speed, panic radiating through the pack link before he even reaches us.

“Alpha,” he gasps. “Enemy forces approaching.”

Every wolf nearby stills immediately.

“What forces?” I demand.

“Not Corbin’s.” His voice shakes. “Someone else. Large numbers.”

For one terrible second, I honestly think I might collapse.

Not again.

Not after this.

We have nothing left to give. The wolves around me are wounded, grieving, barely capable of standing after surviving one war already. Another battle now would destroy us completely.

But war does not care when you’ve suffered enough.

It never does.

I shift instantly and sprint toward higher ground, dread building heavier with every step. The second I reach the ridge and look down into the valley beyond it, my stomach drops.

Hundreds of wolves move below.

Fresh.

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Organized

Ready for war.

And at the very front of them stands Asher.

Alive.

The sight of him feels unreal at first. We nearly killed him during the challenge. He should not still be breathing. But there he is scarred and furious, leading another army directly toward us while we’re too broken to survive it.

Of course he waited until now.

Until we were exhausted.

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