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CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND FOUR

Author: Noir Aurelle
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-09-19 02:02:27

Elara’s POV

Marcus’s throat pulsed beneath my fangs. The hot rush of his blood, just one bite away, was intoxicating. My claws dug deeper into his chest until his breath came out in broken, panicked wheezes.

All it would take was one snap and everything he had done to me, to Kael, to everyone, would end here.

Storm’s voice cut through the haze. “Do it! End him, Elara!”

The soldiers around us had gone still, their jeers silenced, their fear a living thing that pressed into my fur. They weren’t looking at Marcus anymore. They were looking at me.

And for a heartbeat, I saw myself the way they did—a massive wolf, blood dripping from her jaws, eyes glowing like molten fire. I was not Elara the omega or the broken girl Marcus had toyed with. I was something else.

My wolf howled inside me, demanding I finish it but something tugged at my chest. It was the bond.

If I killed Marcus now, I wouldn’t just be ending him. I would be stepping into something I didn’t yet understand. I could become s
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    Kael’s POVThe council chamber doors swung open again with a groan of iron hinges. Elder Ryn’s voice carried, grave and final.“The council has deliberated.”I straightened where I stood in the cold hall, my wolf pressing forward, ears pricked for the words that would end Marcus’s mockery once and for all.Ryn’s gaze landed on me. “Alpha Kael, the judgment will not be passed today. The council requires……”“Requires what?” I cut in, my tone sharper than the edge of a blade.Elder Mara rose, her hands folded before her. “We require Elara’s presence. Her account must be heard before a sentence can be delivered.”The words struck like ice. “No!!”“It is not optional,” Ryn said, his voice firm. “She was the victim, yes, but she is also at the heart of the doubts raised. If Marcus speaks lies, they must be cut down by her own tongue.”Marcus laughed from the center of the chamber, his chains rattling like mock applause. “There it is! You see? Even your elders crave her truth.”My wolf surge

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