เข้าสู่ระบบHappy 18th Birthday to me. I found my fated mate... cheating on me with my stepsister. Heartbroken, humiliated, and rejected, I made a vow. I wouldn't just cry; I would get even. In a fit of drunken rage, I stormed into the forbidden wing of the Pack House. I wanted to sleep with the most dangerous man I could find—just to prove I wasn't the weak omega my ex said I was. I found him in the shadows. Dark. Lethal. Possessive. I thought it was just a one-night stand with a stranger. A way to numb the pain. I was wrong. The next morning, when he walked into the pack meeting, the entire room fell to its knees. My ex-boyfriend trembled in fear and called him "Father." The man I slept with isn't just a rogue. He is Killian Blackwood—the ruthless Lycan King, and the most feared Alpha in the world. And now, he’s looking at me with hungry eyes. "You ran away this morning, little one," he growled, stepping over my ex to corner me against the wall. "But you can't run from this." He thinks he can claim me. He thinks I'll be his obedient Luna. But I have a secret. I'm pregnant with the King's heir... and I'm about to disappear.
ดูเพิ่มเติมThe tear in the sky above the Blackwood Estate was exactly as we had left it—a jagged, bleeding wound in reality.But as the Abyssal Vanguard marched back through the threshold, we didn't look like an army returning from a desperate suicide mission. We looked like gods returning from a hunt.The five hundred Lycans and Vampires stepped onto the scorched grass of the courtyard. Their armor was dented, and they were covered in the glittering white ash of the Void, but not a single soldier had fallen. The Earth’s predators, fueled by magma and starlight, had proven to be the ultimate apex species in the universe.Killian and I stepped through last.I turned back to the Astrolabe, the alien cylinder humming on its stone pedestal. I didn't just turn it off. I raised my hand, channeling the residual heat of the supernova still buzzing in my veins, and melted the ancient device into a useless puddle of glowing slag.The portal above us shrieked one final time before violently snapping shut.
The battlefield behind us was a symphony of glorious, chaotic destruction, but as Killian and I approached the Spire of Bone, an unnatural, suffocating silence fell over the immediate area.The spire wasn't built; it was grown. It spiraled upward into the bruised purple nebula, a twisting tower of smooth, fossilized white matter that hummed with a frequency that made my teeth ache. There were no guards stationed at its base. A god doesn't need bouncers.The entrance was a massive archway sealed by a shimmering barrier of condensed anti-light."Allow me," Killian’s shadow-voice vibrated.He didn't search for a key. The thirteen-foot Shadow Lycan raised a massive, obsidian-furred fist, the violet Alpha runes on his arms flaring with blinding intensity. He punched directly into the center of the anti-light barrier.The fabric of the barrier warped around his fist, trying to dissolve his matter, but Killian’s solar fire pushed back. With a primal roar, he physically grabbed the edges of t
The Astrolabe didn't merely project a map; it became the key.Under my command, the ambient starlight from the First Crown flowed into the ancient, alien cylinder. The red runes etched into its metallic surface turned a blinding, absolute white. It began to spin, emitting a low, hum that vibrated not in the air, but in the teeth and bones of everyone present.Above the courtyard of the Blackwood Estate, reality began to fray.It didn't look like a magical portal from a fairytale. It looked like a jagged, bleeding wound in the fabric of the universe. The sky literally tore open, revealing an expanse of absolute, crushing nothingness.A terrifying vacuum pressure immediately tried to suck the atmosphere of the Earth into the void. The ancient oak trees groaned, their leaves stripping away and flying upward into the dark.But the Abyssal Vanguard didn't flinch.Powered by the magma of the Earth's core and the deep-space starlight, the five hundred Lycans and Vampires stood completely unb
The courtyard of the Blackwood Estate had seen many things over the centuries, but never a gathering like this.Five hundred of the most lethal predators on Earth stood in perfect, silent formation beneath the afternoon sun. On the left were the Alphas of the European Lycan packs—massive men and women scarred by centuries of territorial wars, who bowed to no one but the Shadow King. On the right were the Master Vampires of the Old Courts, ancient and deadly, clad in sleek, modern tactical armor rather than their traditional silk, pledging their absolute loyalty to the Warden of the Void.Standing on the raised obsidian dais, Killian looked down at his army. He wasn't wearing a crown. He was dressed for war."For millennia, we fought each other over scraps of territory," Killian’s voice boomed, carrying the heavy, resonant frequency of the Alpha command. "We hid in the shadows, pretending to be monsters. But the real monsters came to our home. They tried to take my children. They tried
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