The Almighty Alpha Wins Back His Rejected Mate
Chapter 1331

Missing Caleb dearly, I hugged him tightly, tears streaming down my cheeks as I whispered, “I’ve missed you, darling.

”

Caleb gently lifted my chin, wiping away my tears.

“I’m so glad you’re back,” he said softly, his eyes filled with warmth.

I nodded, smiling through my tears.

“I’m here to stay.

I won’t leave you again.

”

Seeing that the nightmare I had predicted, the duel with Gale, had ended without disaster, I felt hopeful for the future.

As Caleb and I shared a moment, we were interrupted by two distinct coughs nearby.

My father approached us, remarking teasingly, “Alright, enough of the mushy stuff.

”

Carlos joined in, saying, “We know you two are crazy about each other, but let’s clean up first.

You can cuddle later.

”

Debra’s POV:

When did my father and Carlos get here?

My cheeks warmed as I nudged Caleb aside.

I faced my father and Carlos, steering the conversation away from my embarrassment.

“With

everything in such a mess, I had no chance to check on you.

Are you injured?”

Carlos shook his head, a faint smile in his eyes.

“Just a few bruises after Gale sent us flying.

We’re alright.

”

My father’s brow creased with concern.

“Gale’s power was something else.

It’s a relief she’s gone.

Her potential for destruction was unfathomable.

”

“That’s true.

” I nodded.

“She lost her humanity.

In order to reach her goal, she disregarded the lives of the witches and absorbed their power, which made her even stronger than a supreme witch in her prime.

Had she remained, her spite would have spelled doom for every werewolf.

”

A heavy sigh escaped me.

Gale’s quest for vengeance had brought too much sorrow.

The fallen witches served as a grim testament.

But there was a sliver of solace-Gale’s untimely end had spared some.

I glanced at the few witches huddled in the corner, now watched over by the Thorn Edge Pack instead of the Xeric Pack.

With Gale’s end, the Xeric Pack was leaderless, leaving its members at the mercy of the victors.

Turning to Caleb, I asked with curiosity, “What’s your plan for the Xeric Pack’s witches?”

In the quiet corners of my mind, I hoped he’d show mercy.

They were pawns in Gale’s cruel game, misled and used for her vendetta.

And they shared my blood, my kin.

Yet the truth was stark and unsparing: these witches had been instrumental in the harm that befell the Thorn Edge Pack, bringing grief and loss.

Torn between clemency and justice, I held back my plea, yielding to Caleb’s judgment.