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Chapter seventy four: The crown returns
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The Alpha king and the Hunt Chapter Ninety one: Blood and bonds
Louis’s POV…..War was noise.Metal screaming against metal. Bones cracking. Wolves howling in pain and fury. The earth itself seemed to cry beneath our feet, trembling as if it wanted to swallow us all and end the madness.I fought like I had nothing left to lose.Because I didn’t.My blade carved through corrupted flesh, every strike fueled by rage, grief, and something sharp and feral in my chest. I moved fast, faster than thought, instincts screaming as I ducked claws and fangs, spun, struck, killed.Blood coated my hands.Not all of it was mine.Rogues kept coming—endless, twisted, their eyes empty and wrong. I tore through them with brutal efficiency, my wolf snarling in my skull, demanding blood.Protect the pack.Protect the living.Survive.A scream ripped through the battlefield.Not just any scream.Damien.My head snapped up.I saw him fall.Time shattered.The world narrowed until there was only him—on his knees, blood pouring from his side, a black, corrupted blade burie
The Alpha king and the Hunt Chapter Ninety: The war
Damien’s POV……War did not arrive with a scream.It arrived with a silence so thick it pressed against my skull.The battlefield stretched before us like a scar torn across the earth—fields once green now blackened, veins of corruption pulsing beneath cracked soil. The sky above churned unnaturally, clouds rotating in slow, violent spirals as if the world itself were being dragged toward some unseen abyss.I lifted my fist.Behind me, my warriors halted as one.These were not untested wolves. These were survivors. Alphas, betas, fighters who had buried mates, siblings, children—and still stood. Their armor bore dents and claw marks, their eyes hard with resolve.“This is it,” I said, my voice carrying across the line. “There will be no retreat today.”A low growl rolled through them.“They will come for our throats,” I continued. “They will fight dirty. They will try to break our lines, our minds, our spirits.”I turned, meeting their gazes one by one.“But they will fail.”Steel rang
The Alpha king and the Hunt Chapter Eighty nine: Prayer of Fire and Moon
Aria’s POV…."Stay strong and make the right decision, Remember to use your heart" was what the shadow Lyra told me I hugged her tightly and she kissed my cheeks before leaving.The world felt different when I closed my eyes.Not quieter—never quiet anymore—but deeper. Heavier. As though every breath carried the weight of what was coming. I stood alone in the inner chamber of the war tent, hands resting gently over my stomach, armor half-fastened, firelight dancing across the curved steel walls.“Little one,” I whispered.The word felt strange. Sacred.I had not spoken to the child aloud yet. Not truly. Not like this.“You’re too young to understand what’s happening,” I murmured, my palm warming beneath my touch. “And maybe you never will. I hope you never have to.”A faint flutter stirred beneath my skin.Not imagination.Movement.My breath caught.“I know,” I whispered shakily. “I feel it too.”Selene stirred softly inside me, her presence no longer sharp but steady—watchful.The
The Alpha king and the Hunt Chapter Eighty eight: This is not goodbye
Kaelen’s POV……The battlefield was still hours away, yet war already lived in my bones.I stood at the highest ridge overlooking the gathered forces—packs united under one banner, armor catching the pale light of the wounded sky. The earth groaned beneath us, as if it already knew how much blood it would drink before the sun rose again.This was it.The final march.I inhaled deeply, letting the scent of my warriors ground me—steel, leather, wolf, fear, resolve. They were ready. Not because they wanted war, but because they understood what would happen if we failed.Behind me, Aria’s presence burned like a living flame. I didn’t need to turn to know she was there. My bond with her—damaged, reforged, tested in fire and darkness—thrummed steadily now. Not perfect. But strong.Alive.I raised my hand.Silence fell.Hundreds of warriors stilled instantly, eyes lifting to me. Alphas. Betas. Fighters who had never bowed to a king until now.I did not wear a crown.I wore scars.“My brothers
The Alpha king and the Hunt Chapter Eighty seven: When queens stand
Louis’s POV….The wind carried the scent of iron and ash long before the horns were sounded.War always announced itself like that—quietly at first. A tightening in the chest. A heaviness in the air. The wolves felt it before the mind could name it.I stood at the edge of the training grounds, my daughter pressed against my chest, her tiny breaths warm through the fabric of my cloak. Little Aria slept peacefully, unaware that the world she had been born into was about to burn.I envied her.Around me, warriors moved with grim purpose—checking blades, fastening armor, tightening straps with hands that did not tremble even though their eyes sometimes did. These were my people. My pack. Survivors of fire and loss.Many of them had lost everything already.Their homes. Their mates. Their children.And yet they stood.I lifted my chin and stepped forward.The murmur died instantly.They turned to me—every single one of them. Wolves who had followed me after my mate died, after our pack bur
The Alpha king and the Hunt Chapter eighty six: The weight of farewells
Damien’s POV….The air before war always felt heavier than the battle itself.It clung to the lungs. Sat on the shoulders. Made every breath deliberate.I stood at the front of my troops as the last of the safe-pack convoys vanished beyond the wards. The land beneath my boots trembled faintly, a constant reminder that the world itself was being wounded somewhere far beyond our sight.My warriors stood in perfect formation—rows upon rows of hardened fighters, armor strapped tight, blades sharpened until they gleamed like slivers of moonlight. Some were veterans, scars crisscrossing their skin like maps of past wars. Others were young—barely blooded—but their eyes burned with the same fire.None of them wavered.They knew what waited beyond the horizon.Death. Darkness. Or victory bought with blood.I drew a slow breath and stepped forward.Silence fell immediately.Every eye locked on me.I felt the weight of it then—not fear, not doubt—but responsibility. These wolves had sworn their
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