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Chapter 116: The Forbidden Ground

Author: IfyPen
last update publish date: 2026-06-07 23:58:53

Calla's POV

I couldn’t walk anymore.

I’d stopped being able to walk somewhere back along the ridge when my legs gave out and dropped me into the dirt. All I could do now was to crawl. I had to get there, whatever it takes.

Hand over hand. Knee after knee. One pull forward, then another, dragging my own body across the cold stone like something already half-dead.

The Valley of Kings opened up ahead of me, gray and silent and waiting, and I told myself I only had to reach the bottom. Just the b
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  • RECLAIMING THEIR EX-BREEDER    Chapter 116: The Forbidden Ground

    Calla's POVI couldn’t walk anymore.I’d stopped being able to walk somewhere back along the ridge when my legs gave out and dropped me into the dirt. All I could do now was to crawl. I had to get there, whatever it takes. Hand over hand. Knee after knee. One pull forward, then another, dragging my own body across the cold stone like something already half-dead. The Valley of Kings opened up ahead of me, gray and silent and waiting, and I told myself I only had to reach the bottom. Just the bottom. Just a little further.Every movement was agony.The pain wasn’t only in my arm now. It was everywhere … in my bones, in my chest, behind my eyes, a deep burning that pulsed with every heartbeat. The black veins had spread past my shoulder. I could feel them under my skin like hot wires, threading toward my heart.I pulled myself forward another foot and felt something warm slide down my lip.I touched it, and just like I suspected, it was blood from my nose. It dripped onto the pale sto

  • RECLAIMING THEIR EX-BREEDER    Chapter 115: The Rotting King

    Cass POVI leaned against the cold stone wall and watched him.Tyson sat in the high chair at the end of the hall like it was already a throne. The fire threw long shadows across the room, and from where I stood I could see what he didn’t want anyone to see. The way his hand trembled when he thought no one was looking. The gray tinge creeped into his skin. The way he held himself, careful, like someone whose body had started to turn against him.“Do you think she’ll do it?” I asked. “Betray her mates. For you.”Tyson didn’t look at me right away. “She doesn’t have a choice. Not if she wants the child to live.” He smiled, slow and cold. “A mother will tear the world apart for her pup. She’ll bring me the Book. She just doesn’t know yet that she’s already mine.”“But can you really save her, though?”That was the question I shouldn’t have asked. I knew it the moment it left my mouth.Tyson laughed.He threw his head back and laughed, holding his stomach like it was the funniest thing

  • RECLAIMING THEIR EX-BREEDER    Chapter 114: Blood Between Brothers

    Brynne's POVMy wolf woke me before dawn.He nudged at the edges of my mind, insistent, a low growl rolling under my skin. Up. Up. Wrong. I came awake all at once the way I’d trained myself to on the front lines, hand already reaching for the warmth that should have been pressed against my chest.There was nothing there.The space beside me was cold. She’d been gone for hours.“Calla.” Her name tore out of me before I was even on my feet. The fire had died to gray ash. The cave was empty, the blanket I’d wrapped around her folded back as though she’d left it neatly, deliberately, like an apology.I scrambled out into the thin morning light, my heart slamming against my ribs. “Calla!”Nothing answered but the wind in the pines.I checked everywhere. The treeline, the stream at the base of the slope, the rocks where I’d posted myself the night before. I dropped to all fours and dragged the cold air into my lungs, hunting for her scent, and there it was, faint and sweet and threaded th

  • RECLAIMING THEIR EX-BREEDER    Chapter 113: The Valley Of Kings

    Calla's POVI waited until the camp went quiet.The fires had burned low across the hollow. Somewhere out in the dark, a wounded wolf was still moaning, the sound was thin and steady, the way it had been all night. Two more tents stood empty at the eastern edge … the wolves who’d slept in them were on the cart now, or in the ground. No one had said it out loud. No one had to.Inside the tent, Brynne slept.I sat beside him in the dim light and looked at him for a long time. The lines of his face had gone soft in sleep, all the Alpha hardness melted off him. He looked younger like this. I had everything ready. The gloves were on, drawn up past my elbows to hide the veins. The knife was tucked in my back pocket. The little pouch with the vials sat against my hip, and a small bundle of food and a waterskin waited by the tent flap. There was nothing left to do but go.But I couldn’t make myself stand up yet.So I leaned down instead, and I kissed him.I meant it to be quick. A goodbye h

  • RECLAIMING THEIR EX-BREEDER    Chapter 112: The Garden

    Bianca's POVI turned over in bed and stared at the wall.I had been awake for hours, but I couldn’t make myself get up. The morning light crept across the floor, and the palace stirred to life around me… footsteps in the halls, voices, it was just the ordinary noise of a place trying to pretend everything was normal.It wasn’t normal. Nothing had been normal since the news about my sister spread.I finally pushed myself up and dressed. I needed to do something with my hands, something useful. I always helped around the palace in the mornings … in the kitchens, with the laundry, wherever they needed an extra pair of hands. I liked the work. It kept me busy. It made me feel like I belonged somewhere.But the moment I walked into the kitchens, the talking stopped.The women I’d worked beside for days now turned away from me. One of them pulled a basket of bread out of my reach like I might poison it just by being close. Another whispered something to the girl next to her, and they bo

  • RECLAIMING THEIR EX-BREEDER    Chapter 111: Reasons to Run

    Calla's POVThe pain woke me before the light did.It started in my wrist, the way it always did now, a deep burning that crawled up toward my shoulder. I lay still on the bedroll for a moment, breathing through it, listening to Brynne’s slow breaths beside me. He was still out cold, sprawled on his back, dead to the world. He’d drunk enough last night to fell three men.I eased myself up without waking him and reached for the small pouch I kept tucked in my dress.It was Brynne’s idea, the remedy. A few days ago, when the pain first got bad, he’d cut his own palm and let a little of his blood drip into a cup of water and crushed herbs. Alpha blood is strong, he’d said. It won’t cure it. But it might hold it back.It had sounded strange to me at first. Mad, even. Drinking his blood like some creature out of an old story.But it worked.Not completely. The veins still spread. But when I drank it, the burning dulled. The fever eased. I could think straight again, could stand without

  • RECLAIMING THEIR EX-BREEDER    Chapter 26: Puppy

    Third Person POV Blade’s chest heaved against hers, the heavy oak door still rattling faintly from the force with which he’d slammed it shut. His body caged her perfectly…tall, broad, radiating raw Alpha power…yet the second his thumb brushed the delicate skin beneath her ear, something inside hi

  • RECLAIMING THEIR EX-BREEDER    Chapter 9: Escape

    Calla’s POVI had never been a woman who packed slowly.In another life, before Ash Creek, before Blade Blackthorn and breeder arrangements and gilded cages dressed up as fairy tale rooms… I used to help my mother pack up the house every time my father’s debts caught up with us. We moved four time

  • RECLAIMING THEIR EX-BREEDER    Chapter 8: Help or Move

    Calla’s POVI don’t want to let her go. Every instinct I have screams at me to keep holding her but I force myself back, pressing myself against the foot of the bed as the healer drops to his knees beside Adele.His name is Godfrey. He’s been the pack’s healer for thirty years. I have never seen hi

  • RECLAIMING THEIR EX-BREEDER     Chapter 7: The Call

    Calla’s POVThe word lands like a stone thrown into still water. Engaged.For a moment, I don’t breathe. I don’t move. The phone feels impossibly heavy in my hand, and somewhere far away, I can hear Bianca still talking … rapid, breathless words that blur together into meaningless noise.“Calla? C

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