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Chapter 125 Giving Up the Royal Birthright
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2026-09-09 18:31:59
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TOO LATE TO CLAIM ME,ALPHA Chapter 165 The King’s Ruthless Defense
Cold rain hammered against the stained glass windows of the high tower, turning the stone steps slick with water and soot. The spiral staircase reeked of spilled oil and iron. Up ahead, thunder rattled the wooden beams overhead, but the noise inside the chamber was even louder.The Alpha King had run out of ground to take. He retreated to the high tower, his remaining loyal guards forming a desperate ring of iron.Eight guards in black armor stood shoulder to shoulder at the top of the stairs. Their shields locked together, forming a wall of pointed steel. Behind them stood the King. His golden crown sat crooked on his matted hair. He wielded a massive broadsword, his eyes wild with the madness of a cornered beast."Hold the door!" the King roared, his voice thick with spit and blood. "Kill them! Bring me their heads!"Rowan and I didn't slow down. We hit the top step together. My dagger caught the first guard under his throat guard, sliding through the thin leather gap. Beside me, Ro
TOO LATE TO CLAIM ME,ALPHA Chapter 164 Lies Laid Bare
The heavy iron doors of the grand hall slammed back against the stone walls with a deafening crash. Cold wind rushed into the chamber, carrying the scent of smoke and burnt pine from the outer courtyards. I stepped over the splintered threshold, my broadsword held low at my side. Rowan walked half a pace behind me, his massive frame blocking out the moonlight filtering through the shattered stained-glass windows.At the far end of the hall, standing on the raised marble dais, Selena backed up against the golden throne. Her silk dress was torn at the hem, splattered with mud from her frantic retreat through the lower keep. Her dark hair pulled loose from its jewels, hanging in tangled strands around her face."Get away from me!" she screamed, her hand trembling as she pointed a thin silver dagger toward us. "Guards! Kill them! Tear them apart!"A dozen dark pack warriors shifted forward, their eyes wild and bloodshot. They held heavy iron spears and broad shields, their knuckles white
TOO LATE TO CLAIM ME,ALPHA Chapter 163 Selena's Last Stand
The heavy oak doors of the throne room yielded with a groaning crack as our breach team slammed through them. Dust rained down from the high arched ceiling, mingling with the bitter stench of wet fur, burnt iron, and raw panic.I charged across the threshold first, my twin silver daggers drawn and steady in my hands. Rowan kept pace at my right shoulder, his massive broadsword held low and ready. Six of our elite Ashford warriors fanned out behind us, their boots clicking against the polished marble floor.At the far end of the hall, standing on the raised dais before the carved stone throne, stood Selena.She wasn't alone. A dozen dark pack warriors surrounded her, their shoulders hunched and eyes darting around the hall like trapped animals. They smelled like copper and fear. But Selena didn't look scared. She looked insane. Her silver-threaded tunic was torn at the collar, stained with dirt and grease from the siege. Her tangled hair hung around her face in wild, matted clumps.Her
TOO LATE TO CLAIM ME,ALPHA Chapter 162 Breaching the Gates
The mud near the eastern drainage grate smelled like rotting algae and stale rainwater. I crouched low in the wet ditch, my chest pressed against the damp soil, staring up at the monolithic gray stone of the Citadel's iron-reinforced walls. The roar of distant steel echoed from the main courtyard. Rowan was keeping their front forces occupied, his battle cry carrying over the high battlements like thunder.Beside me, Kael tightened the dark leather strap on his forearm. His face was pale, lined with dark circles, but his grip on his short blade was steady.He didn't look like the arrogant Alpha who used to toss empty promises at my feet. He looked like a man fighting to clear his debt."The tunnel drops thirty feet straight down under the lower dungeon cells," Kael whispered, his breath fogging in the damp night air. "Two guards watch the inner iron hatch. Three more patrol the holding cells where the pack elders are chained.""No mistakes, Kael," I said softly, my voice cold and dire
TOO LATE TO CLAIM ME,ALPHA Chapter 161 The March on the Citadel
The air smelled like wet earth, burnt iron, and raw panic. High above the valley, the Citadel sat like a dark stone crown on the sharp peak of the ridge. Its massive black iron gates had shut out the world for generations, but today they were going to collapse.I took a deep breath, letting the wild heat of my silver wolf run hot through my veins. Beside me, our frontline warriors stood shoulder to shoulder in the tall grass. Leather armor creaked as men tightened their grips on shield straps and heavy axes. Everyone knew what was waiting behind those stone ramparts. Kael had packed the courtyard with every loyalist soldier he had left, desperate to protect his dying hold on power."Ready?" Rowan asked, his voice low and steady."Ready," I said.A horn blasted across the ridge, its long note splitting the overcast sky.Our forces hit the Citadel gates with massive, coordinated force, the sound of clashing metal echoing across the entire mountain range. The heavy wooden beams groaned u
TOO LATE TO CLAIM ME,ALPHA Chapter 160 The War Drums Return
The first light of the final day rises, cutting through the heavy purple mist above the pine trees. It wasn't a gentle sunrise. The morning sky looked bruised, streaked with dull red like fresh blood smeared across cold glass.Then came the drums.The war drums begin their heavy beat, thudding deep in the valley. Thump-thump. Thump-thump. The noise didn't just travel through the air. It rattled right up through the soles of my boots, shaking my ribs and vibrating in my teeth. It was the sound of total war, the kind that meant somebody wasn't walking away when the sun went down.We take our positions, the Citadel gates looming massive and dark before us.The heavy iron-reinforced oak doors of Kael’s fortress stood eighty feet tall, embedded deep into the gray cliffside. Towering stone ramparts stretched out on either side, packed thick with Crescent Moon archers and spearmen. They looked like tiny black ants against the massive wall, but I could hear their bowstrings pulling taut.Rowa
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