Love Times Four My Stepbrothers Are My Mates (Alayah) novel Chapter 113

**TITLE: When Broken Stars Drift Across Empty Midnight Skies by Troy Mason Venn**
**Chapter 113: Mighty Roar**

**Anton’s Perspective**

As I stand here, I can’t help but reflect on the legacy that looms over us. The figure before me is the Grandson of Alpha Amarah and Alpha Theseus, both of whom have been gone for over eighty years. Their daughter relinquished her position around fifteen years ago, leaving a void that has yet to be filled. Information about the current Alpha Theseus is scarce; all I know is that he has assumed leadership and is bonded with a Mate.

“Alpha Alayah, this is a matter that pertains solely to our internal affairs. It doesn’t involve you or the Elders, and I will handle it accordingly,” Alpha Theseus declares, his voice firm yet laced with an underlying tension. To our right, a small group of his followers growls in unison, but it’s not the primal sound of a Wolf or a Lycan; it’s something else entirely. I can’t help but glance at Janina, who, hidden behind Bastian, silently mouths the word “Bear”—a subtle yet telling observation.

“Alpha Theseus, as the Alpha of the Royal Pack, this matter is indeed my concern, and I demand to understand what is happening here,” Alayah responds, her tone resolute. But I can sense it—the slow unraveling of her control as Topaz, her inner beast, begins to stir. I instinctively take a step back, knowing that once she loses her grip, chaos is bound to follow. The tension in the air thickens as she begins to tremble slightly, and I notice the small group beside Alpha Theseus mirror her unease, while the others remain blissfully unaware of the storm about to break.

In a heartbeat, anyone who dared to blink during this standoff missed the moment everything shifted. Alpha Theseus, caught off guard, doesn’t even attempt to evade Alayah as she surges forward. With a fierce grip, she seizes him by the throat and unleashes a roar so powerful that it reverberates through the very ground beneath us, forcing everyone to their knees. Even Alpha Theseus bows his head in submission, a sight that sends a shiver down my spine.

“ANSWER THE FUCKING QUESTION!” she growls, her voice a low rumble, and I can feel Topaz roaring alongside her, a manifestation of her fury. Yet, unexpectedly, the answer comes not from Theseus, but from a female standing behind him.

“They lied when they requested a transfer to our Pack,” she asserts, her voice cutting through the tension as she releases her grip on Theseus and shifts her focus onto the newcomer. “They are neither Wolves nor Lycans, and that crucial detail was conveniently omitted during their request.”

“We didn’t lie,” a male voice interjects, and I recognize him as the former Beta of the Crystal Blood Pack. “Your Alpha was aware of our origins, and he knew there was a possibility we wouldn’t be Wolves or Lycans. He never inquired, and we never volunteered that information—that’s the crux of the matter.” The female glares at him, still kneeling, her frustration palpable.

We all turn our attention to Alpha Theseus, curious if his Pack truly lacks foresight. “He’s correct; I didn’t ask, and perhaps I should have realized they weren’t Wolves or Lycans. However, that doesn’t obligate me to accept other shifters into my Pack,” he replies, his voice steady but tinged with defiance. Topaz responds with a roar that shakes the air around us.

“Are you suggesting that every member your grandparents and parents accepted, who weren’t Wolves or Lycans, was sent away by you?” Alayah’s voice is icy, and even though her ire isn’t directed at me, I instinctively take a step back.

I find myself positioning behind our Elite Warriors, wanting to gauge the Elders’ awareness of this situation and whether Theseus’s parents know what their son is doing. Elder Mathass breaks the silence, his tone serious. “What do you know about the White Mountain Pack? I mean from the moment Alpha Theseus took over.” The air hangs heavy with anticipation.

“Beta Anton, Alpha Theseus’s parents are present, and like me, they are eager to understand why you pose that question,” Elder Mathass states. I decide to climb into an SUV to explain the situation we’ve encountered. Alayah can be fiery at times, but I’m grateful she isn’t my mother. None of them appear pleased with my revelations, and now I must inform Alayah that we’re to wait for their arrival.

“Alayah, his parents and Elder Mathass are en route. I received a polite request for us to remain here until they arrive,” I communicate through the mind-link, ensuring everyone hears. I catch a glimpse of a wicked smile forming on her lips.

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