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CHAPTER 133

ผู้เขียน: Aria Quinn
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Damion’s POV

When I found Lyra in Lucius’s abandoned chamber, she was sitting on the cold floor with the scroll open in her trembling hands.

The moonlight through the cracked window fell across her face, revealing the tears she had been fighting to hide. She didn’t look up at first. She just stared at the prophecy written by my father, as if willing the words to change.

When she finally raised her eyes to mine, the pain inside them made something inside me fracture.

I went to her, pulling her gently against my chest. Her body softened into mine, but her breaths were uneven, and her fingers clutched at my shirt like she was afraid she would drown if she let go.

The prophecy had marked our unborn child. The curse meant for Lyra and her sister had shifted, moved, found new life inside the tiny heartbeat growing within her.

Lyra whispered it like a confession, voice cracking under the weight of her fear. She said she felt as if she had damned our child before it was even born. I held
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  • Twin Hearts,Broken Bonds   CHAPTER 135

    Damion's povThe Blood Moon bathed the land in crimson light, spilling its glow through the tall windows of our chamber. Outside, the armies clashed with chaos and fury, fire and shadow mingling in a dance of death. I stayed close to Lyra, feeling her trembling under my arms, her pulse uneven, her breathing shallow. Every moment, my fear twisted tighter around my chest. I could hear the cries of warriors, the clash of steel, the roar of beasts beyond the walls, but in this room, all I could focus on was the fragile life in her womb and the life at her side.Lyra’s eyes were closed, her forehead damp with sweat. Her body ached from the lingering poison, and the curse that had once haunted her had now shifted toward the child she carried. I felt the weight of responsibility crush me. Not just as a king, not just as a fighter, but as the man who would protect her at all costs. I pressed a kiss to the top of her head, inhaling her scent, grounding myself against the fear that threatene

  • Twin Hearts,Broken Bonds   CHAPTER 134

    Damion’s POVThe attack came before dawn, when the world was still quiet enough for fear to be heard. A scout burst into the war hall with ash smeared across his face, breath sharp and frantic.He spoke of fire sweeping through the outer villages, shadows moving with unnatural speed, rogues tearing through defenses as if they had been trained to fight as one body. Behind them marched witches cloaked in midnight, and further still, scattered remnants of the monsters Lucius once called his loyal hounds. Selene Varran was no longer testing our borders. She had launched a full invasion.I felt the weight of the kingdom press onto my shoulders. My generals rose from their seats instantly, barking orders, drawing strategies, ready to charge into the chaos. The scent of burning earth seeped in even from the stone walls. Every instinct in my body screamed at me to take the field, to lead the army the way I always had. But beneath that instinct lived something stronger. A smaller heartbeat.

  • Twin Hearts,Broken Bonds   CHAPTER 133

    Damion’s POVWhen I found Lyra in Lucius’s abandoned chamber, she was sitting on the cold floor with the scroll open in her trembling hands. The moonlight through the cracked window fell across her face, revealing the tears she had been fighting to hide. She didn’t look up at first. She just stared at the prophecy written by my father, as if willing the words to change. When she finally raised her eyes to mine, the pain inside them made something inside me fracture. I went to her, pulling her gently against my chest. Her body softened into mine, but her breaths were uneven, and her fingers clutched at my shirt like she was afraid she would drown if she let go.The prophecy had marked our unborn child. The curse meant for Lyra and her sister had shifted, moved, found new life inside the tiny heartbeat growing within her. Lyra whispered it like a confession, voice cracking under the weight of her fear. She said she felt as if she had damned our child before it was even born. I held

  • Twin Hearts,Broken Bonds   CHAPTER 132

    Lyra’s POVLucius’s abandoned chamber still smelled of dust and death.The torches flickered as I pushed open the heavy iron door, my breath catching when the cold air wrapped around my skin. No one had stepped inside this room since the day Damion ended his reign. His darkness still clung to the stone walls, whispering old curses in the silence.But something… pulled me here tonight.My steps echoed softly as I walked past overturned tables, broken glass, and the remnants of Lucius’s madness. My hand drifted along the cracked desk, brushing away dust, until it caught on something buried beneath—A hidden compartment.I froze.My pulse quickened as I pried it open. A faint scent of old parchment drifted out. Wrapped in black silk, untouched by time, lay a scroll sealed in gold.Not Lucius’s seal.Alaric Byers.Damion’s father. The last true Alpha King.My throat tightened as I broke the seal.The parchment unfurled slowly, trembling between my fingers.The handwriting was bold. Elegan

  • Twin Hearts,Broken Bonds   CHAPTER 131

    Damion’s POVThe air in the fortress felt wrong that evening, it was heavy, metallic, and cold.We had just returned from a border council, exhausted from days of trying to anticipate Selene Varran’s next move. The Obsidian Fangs had grown bolder. They struck without warning, burned without mercy. Every night I could smell their ash on the wind.But tonight, something else lingered in the air.A scent that didn’t belong.Poison.It was faint — hidden beneath the aroma of roasted meat and herbs but my instincts never lied. My wolf growled beneath my skin, restless.And then I heard her voice.Soft. Familiar. Too quiet.“Damion?”I turned toward the dining chamber. Lyra sat alone at the table, a plate before her. Her long hair cascaded down her shoulders, catching the firelight like threads of moonlight. But there was tension in her posture — the stillness before a storm.My heart skipped. “Lyra… don’t touch the food.”She looked up sharply, eyes narrowing. “You smell it too?”Before I

  • Twin Hearts,Broken Bonds   CHAPTER 130

    Lyra’s POVHours later, the celebration faded into murmurs and distant laughter.The moon had risen full and low casting silver light through the open hall, washing everything in a calm too fragile to trust.The banners of Bloodhound and Moonshine hung side by side, their crimson threads glinting beneath the torchlight. For the first time in decades, the packs had feasted without bloodshed. The war was over. The lost had been honored. The living dared to hope.I stood by the tall window, watching the stars shimmer across the horizon.They looked close tonight — like they were listening.My reflection stared back at me — Mia’s face, Lyra’s eyes. Two souls fused by vengeance and rebirth. I was no longer the ghost that haunted the woods. I was the fire that had crawled from its ashes.Footsteps echoed softly behind me.Damion came up, wrapping his arms around my waist. His warmth seeped through me, grounding me in a world that still didn’t feel real.“You silenced centuries of fear in a

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