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CHAPTER 16: THE HEART’S SOVEREIGNTY
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THE REJECTED LUNA’S FOUR KINGS CHAPTER 20: THE SOVEREIGN’S ULTIMATUM
POV EMMA BELLEThe frost on the windows of the tactical chamber looked like jagged silver lace, a perfect reflection of the man standing before the massive map of the North. Nathaniel didn't turn when I entered. He remained perfectly still, his silver hair catching the pale morning light, his fingers tracing the ley lines of our territory with clinical precision."Damon is brooding in the armory," Nathaniel said, his voice as cool and smooth as polished marble. "He claims the anchor you forged with him is… incomplete. That the energy transfer lacked the depth of a traditional union."I walked to the center of the room, my boots clicking sharply against the obsidian floor. "The anchor is holding, Nathaniel. The fortress is stable. Damon’s pride is the only thing that’s broken."Nathaniel finally turned. His silver eyes were unreadable, stripped of the warmth he sometimes showed when we were alone. He walked toward me, his movements measured and graceful. "Emma, you are playing a danger
THE REJECTED LUNA’S FOUR KINGS CHAPTER 19: THE BOUNDARY OF FIRE
POV EMMA BELLEThe Great Hall had cleared, leaving only the heavy silence of the mountain and the lingering, bitter scent of Alpha frustration. I sat on my throne, my fingers subconsciously straying to the mark on my neck. It was warm, a steady pulse of silver light that acted as a constant, golden hum of support in the back of my mind. Even now, I could feel Félix nearby—a quiet presence in the shadows, trusting me, yet hurting.The Union of the Four had to be completed. But the others had mistaken my necessity for a surrender."He’s waiting for you in the subterranean springs," Vincent’s voice drifted from the darkness near the tapestry. He didn't look at me; his eyes were fixed on the darkening horizon. "Damon’s fire is volatile, Emma. He thinks the only way to anchor his soul to yours is the ancient way. The primal way.""He’s wrong," I said, my voice sharp. "I am the White Queen. I define the rites, not the traditions of men who died a thousand years ago."I stood up and made my
THE REJECTED LUNA’S FOUR KINGS CHAPTER 18: THE MARK OF DEFIANCE
POV EMMA BELLEThe morning didn't arrive with a gentle sun. It broke over the Black Crag like a cracked mirror, sharp and unforgiving. I woke up with the weight of Félix’s arm draped across my waist, his steady breathing the only thing keeping the encroaching reality at bay.I felt... different. My wolf was no longer pacing; she was curled up in a sun-drenched corner of my soul, purring with a satisfaction that vibrated through my bones. The bond with Félix was no longer a thread; it was a bridge, wide and unbreakable, pulsing with a golden light that felt like permanent summer.I reached up, my fingers tracing the skin of my neck. The mark was no longer a raw wound. It was a raised, pearlescent sigil that hummed when I touched it. It was beautiful. And it was a declaration of war."They're waiting, aren't they?" Félix’s voice was a low, sleep-roughened rasp against my ear.He didn't open his eyes, but his grip on my waist tightened, pulling me back against the hard heat of his chest.
THE REJECTED LUNA’S FOUR KINGS CHAPTER 17: THE SACRED CONSUMMATION
POV EMMA BELLEThe door to my chambers hadn't just closed; it had sealed the rest of the universe away. The flickering orange glow of the fireplace danced across Félix’s face, highlighting the raw, emerald fire in his eyes. There were no more jokes, no more playful nicknames. There was only the heavy, suffocating heat of two souls that had been starved for a lifetime."Emma," he rasped, and the way he said my name felt like a physical touch against my bare skin.I didn't wait. I couldn't. I crossed the space between us and slammed into him, my mouth finding his with a desperation that bordered on violence. I tasted the salt of his skin and the wild, spicy scent of his arousal. He groaned into my mouth, a deep, animal sound that vibrated through my chest and down to my thighs, which were already aching for him.His hands, calloused from years of survival and the bowstring, found my waist. He didn't just hold me; he gripped me, his fingers bruising the skin of my hips as he hoisted me u
THE REJECTED LUNA’S FOUR KINGS CHAPTER 16: THE HEART’S SOVEREIGNTY
POV EMMA BELLEThe victory celebration in the Great Hall was a blur of mead, flickering torches, and the relieved howls of the mountain’s inhabitants. The Black Crag was alive again, its obsidian walls humming with a purified, silver light that resonated with my own heartbeat. But as I sat on the throne of bone and stone, the weight of the crown felt lighter than the gaze of the four men standing around me.Damon stood to my right, his golden eyes burning with a primal, territorial heat. Nathaniel was on my left, his silver gaze calculating, already planning the reconstruction of the North. Vincent was a shadow at the foot of the dais, his dark eyes watching the threads of fate.And then there was Félix.He wasn't standing in a formal position. He was leaning against the arm of my throne, his shoulder brushing mine, his green eyes never leaving my face. He looked exhausted, his blonde hair a mess of tangles and dried blood, but to me, he was the most beautiful thing in the world."You
THE REJECTED LUNA’S FOUR KINGS CHAPTER 15: THE BATTLE FOR THE BLACK CRAG
POV EMMA BELLEThe sky over the Black Crag was no longer the deep indigo of a mountain night. It was a bruised, pulsating violet, choked by the necrotic smoke of the Council’s forbidden rituals. Even from miles away, I could feel the mountain screaming. The ancient obsidian stones, which had stood for millennia as a sanctuary for the exiled, were being hollowed out by a dark, parasitic magic."They're inside," I whispered, the words catching in my throat as Félix carried me through the canopy of the Forbidden Forest.Félix didn't slow down. His breathing was a steady, rhythmic rasp, his body a machine of pure, desperate speed. I could feel his heart hammering against my back—not with fear, but with a cold, focused rage that mirrored my own."They can take the halls, Little Bird," Félix growled, his voice vibrating through my chest. "But they’ll never take the throne. Not as long as we’re breathing."The golden thread between us was no longer just a hum; it was a roar. It felt like a l
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