ログインChapter 192Aurora’s POVThe room fell into a tense silence.No one moved.No one breathed too loudly.It felt like the entire world had paused to watch what I was about to do.Cassidy arranged pillows behind me carefully. “You need to lie beside him,” she said softly. “Your bodies must be close. The bond is stronger that way.”My heart pounded harder.I nodded and slowly climbed onto the bed, ignoring the weakness in my limbs. My body still hadn’t fully recovered, but I pushed past it. I lay beside Liam, turning slightly so I faced him.He looked the same.Still.Quiet.Unreachable.My fingers slid into his, lacing them together.“They may start to slow,” Cassidy warned quietly. “Your breathing… your heartbeat. Don’t panic. Just focus on finding him.”Lucious stepped forward suddenly. “Aurora… wait.”I looked up at him.His eyes were red. “If something goes wrong—”“I know,” I whispered.Bella squeezed his hand, holding him back. My grandmother wiped her tears silently. My father sto
Aurora’s POVThe sixth day broke something inside me.Not loudly. Not suddenly. Just slowly… like a thread snapping after being stretched too far.Liam still hadn’t woken up.I sat beside him, staring at his face, searching for something—anything—that would tell me he was still fighting. A twitch. A breath. A change. But there was nothing. Just the same stillness. The same quiet.My fingers tightened around his.“This isn’t fair,” I whispered.My voice sounded hollow even to me.“I came back… I woke up… I fought… and you’re still gone.”The frustration had been building for hours—maybe days. I couldn’t tell anymore. My chest felt tight, my thoughts restless, my emotions swinging between anger and fear so quickly it made me dizzy.“You don’t get to leave me like this!” I snapped suddenly, my voice louder than I intended.Everyone in the room looked up.Lucious stepped forward carefully. “Aurora—”“No,” I said sharply. “Don’t tell me to calm down. Don’t tell me he needs time. It’s been
Chapter 190 Aurora’s POV It had been three days. Three long, unbearable days since I woke up. Three days of silence. Three days of waiting. Three days of hoping that the next breath, the next movement, the next second… Liam would finally open his eyes. But he didn’t. He lay the same. Still. Quiet. Pale. And every day that passed made the fear inside me grow heavier. I had slept for days before waking up, they told me. My body had been completely drained after the fight. My wolf had nearly shut down. The baby had fought to keep me alive, Cassidy said. That tiny heartbeat had pulled me back. But Liam… He had been like this the entire time. Even while I slept. Even while I recovered. He never woke. The thought crushed my chest every time it resurfaced. I sat beside him again, the chair pulled so close to the bed that my knees touched the mattress. My body was still weak, my movements slower than usual, but I didn’t care. The only thing that mattered was him. “I’m changin
Chapter 189 Aurora’s POV Darkness clung to me like a heavy blanket. I floated somewhere between sleep and pain, between silence and distant voices. My body felt weightless, yet unbearably heavy at the same time. I couldn’t tell how long I had been like that. Minutes. Hours. Days. Everything blurred into nothing. Then— A faint warmth. Soft. Fragile. Persistent. It pulsed inside me, like a tiny flame refusing to go out. My breath hitched weakly. The warmth spread slowly through my chest, then lower… settling deep within me. My heart responded to it, beating a little stronger. My body felt drawn toward it, like something inside me was calling me back. The baby. The realization came softly, but powerfully. My baby was fighting. Holding on. Calling me back. No… I couldn’t leave. Not when my child was trying. Not when Liam… Liam. The memory hit me all at once. Damian. The fight. The rage. The power. Then Liam’s arms catching me. Safe. My eyes fluttered open. Li
Chapter 188 Cassidy’s POV The smell of blood refused to leave my nose. Even after the war ended… even after the screams faded… even after the wolves retreated into silence… the scent still lingered in the air like something carved into memory. I sat against the cold stone wall, breathing slowly, forcing my hands to stop shaking. My body ached from the fight. My magic reserves were drained, barely flickering inside me, but I was alive. Barely. Bella knelt beside me earlier, helping stop the bleeding on my shoulder, but I had pushed myself up the moment I heard Liam had fallen. Everything after that moved too fast. Too chaotic. Too terrifying. I remembered Lucious shouting. I remembered Liam on the ground. Aurora unconscious beside him. And Scarlett… Scarlett stabbed herself. The image still made my stomach twist. For a moment, no one moved. The battlefield froze as if time itself had shattered. Then everything rushed forward at once. Wolves running. Voices shouting. Luc
Chapter 187 Scarlett’s POV The war was slipping through my fingers. I could feel it. We were losing. My jaw tightened as I stood at the edge of the chaos, my half-shifted form tense, eyes scanning the battlefield. My forces were strong—carefully built, trained, hardened—but they were being pushed back. By my own family. My son. My former mate. The elders. I had given everything for this. Everything. A blur of movement broke through my thoughts as one of my wolves rushed toward me, panting, blood streaked across his fur. “Alpha—” he started, voice strained. “Speak,” I snapped, my patience razor-thin. “Alpha Damian… he’s dead.” For a moment— Everything stilled. Dead? My eyes flickered. A slow, dangerous smile began to form. So. It worked. Of course it did. The wolves I had planted at the ritual grounds—Alpha Atlas’s wolves—had done their job. They had eliminated him and removed the unnecessary piece from the board. Good. Very good. T
Chapter 43 Liam’s POV I sat at the long dining table with Lucious, my younger brother, eating in silence. My thoughts were elsewhere—until I caught sight of her. Aurora. She walked in with Cassidy at her side, dressed in one of the ancient gowns of our people. It fit her well. Too well. The w
Chapter 37 Aurora’s POV The moment my shoes hit the packed earth road, I felt eyes on me. At first it was subtle—a glance here, a double-take there—but then whispers started weaving through the crowd like wildfire. Women paused mid-conversation, their baskets of fruit hanging forgotten in their
Chapter 35 Aurora’s POV I kept dragging my feet behind him, every step heavier than the last. “Seriously,” I huffed, “how much longer? My legs are about to give up.” He slowed just enough to glance back at me, eyes narrowing. “You’re too weak,” he said flatly. “Werewolves aren’t weak. I didn’
Chapter 34 Aurora’s POV My hands wouldn’t stay still. They twisted in my lap, tugged at the hem of my shirt, rubbed my knees. Today was the day. The day I was leaving with him—the stranger who promised answers, the one who knew what I was. My stomach knotted, part fear, part anticipation. Gra







