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Chapter Forty Nine- A Queen Like You Can’t Rule Over Us (Selene’s POV)
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2026-08-04 16:00:30
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Behind the iron portcullis, a heavy wooden door slammed open. A dozen royal enforcers stepped onto the arena floor, carrying heavy, rusted iron cuffs linked by thick black chains. They didn’t treat me like a fallen prince, they didn’t even treat me like a dangerous enemy. They handled me like a carcass, dragging me onto my back.I let out a wet, strangled groan as they forced my broken wrists into the cold iron, the clinking of the chains sounded like a death knell.“Kill him!” Brenda’s voice screamed from behind the bars, though her rage sounded cracked, broken by tears. “If you have an ounce of honor left, Kael, execute him! Don’t do this!”Kael didn’t look at her, he kept his eyes fixed on me as the guards hauled me up by my armpits, forcing my weight onto my one good leg and my broken knee dragged in the dust.“Execution makes you a martyr, Dorian,” Kael said softly, leaning in so only I could hear through the haze of my pain. “A martyr is an idea, and an idea can inspire anot
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Is this how it’s going to end? I asked myself countless times as I viewed Kael walking towards me through my blurred vision. He dragged me into the center of the arena like a broken toy, tossing me onto my back before planting his massive paw squarely onto my chest.The pressure was suffocating, I couldn’t breathe. My tongue tasted like copper, and my fractured jaw hung uselessly as I stared up into the dark, massive throat of the beast above me. Kael lowered his head, his enormous fangs dripping with saliva, hovering just inches from my exposed jugular.This was it, the end of the march, the end of the dream. So be it, better to be crushed than live my life under his jurisdiction. My chest tightened as I thought of Lara, how she was going to see me. I stared into his golden eyes, unable to move, unable to fight, waiting for the final snap that would end my life. ‘Lara forgive me for failing you the second time,’ I whispered between my ragged breath. The world narrowed to the
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He let his hand hover in the air, a breath away from ordering a firing squad.“I will give you one chance, and one chance only,” Kael said, his golden eyes narrowing. “Drop your sword, kneel before the Obsidian Throne. Formally renounce your claim to the bloodline, and I will let these two hundred wolves walk out of my kingdom alive. I will give them land in the western valleys, I will give them food, and I will let them live.”A heavy, suffocating silence fell over the room, the only sound was the crackle of the torches along the volcanic glass pillars. My eyes widened in shock and anger as I whispered, “what?!”“Dorian, don’t do it!” Brenda roared, her fingers white as she gripped the iron portcullis. “We didn’t bleed in the trenches for a compromise! If we die, we die clawing at his throat!”“Shut up, Brenda!” Brandon snapped, his voice tight with agonizing conflict. He looked at me through the bars, his eyes wide and bloodshot. “Dorian… it’s two hundred of us against them, we
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The air inside the arena was heavy, thick with the scent of old ash and ozone. Every footstep I took alongside Kael echoed off the high, vaulted ceilings. I kept my hand wrapped tight around the pommel of my heavy broadsword, my eyes darting across the perimeter. Brandon’s eyes gave off a warning that rang like a low alarm in my skull; ‘The guards look more relaxed than usual.’I did not think it was relaxation; it was a flawless execution of stillness. How easy can I forget my father’s sly nature?Kael stopped exactly in the center of the sand-dusted stone. He was still for a moment and did not draw a weapon, he simply stood there, his back turned to me for a fraction of a second before he faced me, his cold eyes gleaming with cold amusement.“You always did have a habit of looking at the horizon, Dorian, instead of looking at your feet,” Kael said softly. I leaned in to hear the exact tone of his voice, there have always been the desire in me to hear the disappointment and extrem
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Kael turned on his heel and walked back into the grand throne room, leaving the doors wide open. It was an explicit invitation, a dare that I could not ignore.“We go in,” I said, my face a mask of cold determination.“Lord Dorian, wait,” Brandon whispered, grabbing my arm. “Look at the guards, they aren’t even raising their spears. They are mocking us, and he wants you inside.”“I am going to finish this, Brandon. Stand with me, or stay here.” I pulled his arm away and marched up the stone steps, my remaining two hundred wolves following me into the heart of the kingdom.I took in the view of the grand throne room; the very place I would inhabit and rule. I took note of the vaulted ceilings that stretched high overhead, supported by massive pillars of polished volcanic glass. At the far end of the room sat the Obsidian Throne, carved from a single block of dark stone that seemed to absorb the light around it.Kael sat casually upon it, like he always do, one leg crossed over the othe
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The final stretch across the plains was a test of pure psychological endurance, the ground beneath my feet was hot, obviously venting sulfurous gas that burned the throat, while the wind above was freezing. The two hundred remaining wolves moved in a silence so profound it felt like a funeral procession.Brandon walked by my side in absolute silence before he spoke, his limp pronounced from an old wound that had reopened in the swamps. “The scouts report no signs of your father, the king's vanguard, my Lord. It makes no sense, the watchtowers are empty, the ridge lines are clear. A tactical commander like the alpha should have ambushed us miles ago.”I didn’t slow his pace, my eyes were already fixed on the looming black spires of the Obsidian fortress ahead. Although there was a smile of accomplishment on my face, I knew we were far from success. “He knows we are here, Brandon, he has always known.” I could taste the aftereffect of bitterness; like rising bile stuck in my throat. He
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