LOGINChapter 146: the Trial BeginsElena's POVThe Grand Court was nothing like I had imagined.I had expected something cold and formal. Just a few members of the werewolf council plus maybe the kycans kings and alohas that are interested to watch, but to my dismay, what greeted me was the booming noise of the crowd.This was nothing like a court room, it was a freaking second arena.The stands were filled like before, if not sold out, leaving some crowd clamouring for any available space. By the time I was ushered in, the rowdy environment erupted into pure chaos.The silver chains around my wrists felt heavier with each step.Two guards flanked me as I was led to the center of the arena that has now been converted into a stand, like in a chamber. A simple wooden chair was positioned so everyone could see me clearly. So they could all judge.King Theron sat on the central throne, elevated above the territorial lords who occupied the first tier of seating. His expression was carefully neu
Chapter 145: Weight of CrownsKing Theron's POVThe portrait had hung in my private chambers for twenty years, hidden behind a false panel where no one but me could see it.I poured another glass of whiskey, my third bottle now, since dawn. The bottle was half-empty now.Lyanna.My sister, frozen in oil and canvas at age twenty-two. The artist had captured her well… the perfect memory of her, the way her dark hair caught the light, the slight upturn of her lips that suggested she was always on the verge of laughter, the intelligence in her gray eyes. The same type of eyes that had stared at me with disappointment."Your Majesty."David, my head guard, stood in the doorway, his expression carefully neutral. "She looks just like her," I said, not turning from the portrait. "When Elena transformed in that arena, for a moment I thought... I thought Lyanna had come back.""I know, sire."He had served me for fifteen years and knew better than anyone when to speak and when to wait."Do you
Chapter 144: Unraveling ThreadsKieran's POVThe door to my chambers slammed shut with enough force to crack the frame.I didn't care.My hands were still trembling from touching Elena, from feeling the muted echo of our bond through those damned silver chains. From seeing her sitting there in that cell, broken and scared and trying so hard to be brave."Your Majesty, perhaps you should...""Don't." I held up a hand, cutting Marcus off mid-sentence. My beta had been waiting, he had concern etched across his features. "Just... don't."I started pacing. Back and forth across the room, unable to stand still, unable to think past the rage burning through my veins. I could feel the lycan energy crackling around me, begging for release."Seventeen people injured," I said, more to myself than Marcus. "What bulshit.”"The lords are scared," Marcus offered carefully. "What Elena did in that arena... it reminded them of the stories. Of what...""The Purge happened because people were idiots!" I
Chapter 143: Chains and RevelationsElena's POVThe chilling cold greeted me firstIt was not the cold form of winter or wind. This cold originated from the feeling of silver against bare skin. The kind that seeped into bones and made every breath look like you were breathing shards of glass.I opened my eyes slowly, fighting through the fog of exhaustion that wrapped around my mind like wet wool. Stone ceiling, gray pale walls, and the sharp scent of mineral and wolfbane in the air.The royal dungeons.That was when the memory came crashing back in fragments. The arena fight with my sister, the red hot feeling i had felt, Then the transformation. My body instinctively trembled thinking about the pain and fear. The power that had erupted from somewhere deep inside me, wild and uncontrollable. Then Kieran's voice cutting through all the chaos and fear. His voice pulling me back from the edge.Everything was a little foggy to me, but I remembered all the emotions that I felt in the are
Chapter 142: whatever it takesKieran pov“Noooo!!”I growled, and this time no one tried to stop me.I vaulted over the railing, hitting the arena floor hard enough to crack the stone beneath my boots. My lycan speed carried me across the destroyed ground faster than human eyes could follow, faster than the guards.I had to reach her. Had to stop this before…Something was wrong.Elena's wolf form was complete now, standing on four legs, silver-white fur glowing with inner light. She was beautiful, and terrifying combined.But she wasn't in control.I felt the power through the bond continue to build, followed by the cracks spreading further across the arena floor. Her wolf's eyes were wild, unfocused, lost in the overwhelming force of what was happening to her.She was drowning in her own magic."Elena!" I shouted, but my voice was lost in the roar of power, the screams of the crowd, the chaos erupting on all sides.The guards reached me, tried to grab my arms. "Sir, you cannot…"My
Chapter 141: Unleashed 2Kieran's POVI had seen many duels in my lifetime. Ritual combat was as much a part of Lycan culture as breathing… disputes of honor, challenges for rank, trials by combat. I had fought in dozens myself, won most, lost a few that taught me valuable lessons.But I had never watched a duel where every fiber of my being screamed to jump inside the arena to call everything off."She is holding her own," Lord Dominic murmured beside me, his hand still firm on my shoulder. He had placed it there the moment the duel began. "Better than expected for three days of training."I couldn't respond. My jaw was clenched so tight I felt my teeth crack.Elena moved across the sand like she was dancing with death itself. Elise was the superior fighter… that much was obvious to anyone with eyes. Her steps and movements were undeniably perfect, executed with the precision of years of dedicated training. But Elena... Elena fought with something Elise lacked.Desperation, Adaptabil
Elena's POVThe door closed behind Mira with a soft click that sounded like a prison lock sliding into place.Kieran stood in the center of my chambers, filling the space with his presence in a way that made the enormous room feel suddenly small. He wore black as always, but tonight the clothing se
Chapter 35: Shattered trustKieran's POV"A traitor!!"The word tore from my throat like a curse, and I watched Elena flinch as if I had struck her. Good. Let her feel a fraction of the pain that was currently ripping through my chest."Take her away," I commanded, turning my back before she could
CHAPTER 34: The Trap SpringsElena povI could not breathe. Hell I forgot how to breathe. Words failed to make sense to me, and the word “little liar” continued to ring in my head numerous times.But no matter how I tried to convince myself that I was in a dream, I knew that it was all true. His d
The Hidden PrincessElise's POVI stared at the ceiling of my bedroom and counted the cracks in the stone for the hundredth time. Seventeen. There were always seventeen cracks, spreading out like tree branches from the corner near the window.A wicked smile tugged at my lips. Elena thought there we







