Semua Bab REJECTED BY ALPHA, LOVED BY LYCAN KING: Bab 41 - Bab 50

With an understanding smile, I reached out to gently caress his cheek. "Liam, I've always understood the weight of your responsibilities as a king. I appreciate the sacrifices you make for our kingdom, and I stand by you. Our love is strong, and I believe we can navigate through any challenges that come our way, hand in hand.""But... Liam, my king, how fares the kingdom?" My inquiry hung in the air as I gazed at Liam, my heart heavy with concern. His deep sigh resonated with the weight of responsibilities, and his eyes, usually a source of comfort, betrayed a profound worry. "it is not a tranquil time, my love. The enigma surrounding Krew's demise persists, and the perpetrator behind the turmoil has yet to be brought to justice." The uncertainty in his voice echoed the tumult within my own heart.As Liam spoke, the gravity of the situation settled on me like a heavy cloak. The kingdom, once a realm of harmony, now echoed with the unsettling shadows of uncertainty. I reached out to g

However, my footsteps faltered as I reached the top of the stairs, for a clandestine gathering in the main courtyard caught my attention.A sense of trepidation gripped my heart as I observed the elders, their silhouettes etched against the night. They huddled in conversation, their voices a low murmur that carried on the breeze. An instinctive caution urged me to remain concealed in the shadows, an unnoticed observer of their clandestine exchange.Their words, like distant echoes, reached my ears in fragments. My name, the kingdom, and the resonance of concern painted a tapestry of worry. As I strained to grasp the essence of their discussion, a shiver ran down my spine, whispering a foreboding tale that the night had woven around me.Huddled behind a stone pillar, I listened intently, the soft rustle of leaves above me mirroring the anxious beat of my heart. The elders' tones held a weight, a gravity that hinted at decisions made in the shadows. In the stillness of the night, I r

The wizard looked at me curiously, as if this was also his question.The narrative unfolded, weaving a tapestry of royal abandonment and a witch's scorn. Liam's lineage bore the weight of a dormant curse, frozen in time until the birth of his son, and... my son!The wizard's gaze held a peculiar curiosity, mirroring the uncertainty that shrouded the consequences of this impending awakening."Queen... that's the fun of it," he remarked, a sly glint in his eye. "None of us know what will happen, but we all fear." The words hung in the air, pregnant with the anticipation of an unpredictable fate, leaving me to grapple with the ominous shadows cast by the unknown."What if another woman bears Liam's child?" I inquired, my voice tinged with a mixture of curiosity and unease."The ancient spirits told me that only the women most loved by the kings of that lineage could bear their children. In the case of the old king, the witch was his beloved. In Liam's case, you are," the wizard explained

The flame burned bright, casting a warm and enchanting light across the clearing. Shadows danced in intricate patterns, and the air became charged with an almost tangible magic. The spirits, now embodied in the flickering flames, were poised to impart the wisdom sought from the depths of the ancestral realm.As I gazed into the mystical fire, the forest held its breath, and the hooded figure stood beside me, a guardian in the realm where the boundaries between truth and destiny blurred into an intricate dance of revelation.The flames, now alive with a mystical energy, swirled and danced in a mesmerizing display. Within the heart of the fire, an ethereal silhouette began to take form — a figure of a majestic wolf. Its eyes, gleaming with an otherworldly intelligence, fixed upon me as the voice resonated from the depths of the mystical blaze."King Liam, I have been awaiting your presence," the wolf figure declared, its voice echoing with a primal resonance that seemed to reverberate

As we retreated from the courtyard, Liam's countenance revealed a mixture of exasperation and resolve. "Daliah, my love, I apologize for the intrusion." he said, his eyes locking onto mine with a reassurance that spoke of unwavering commitment.We moved in unison, a silent understanding passing between us. As the courtyard faded behind, the tumult of questions and skepticism dissolving into distant echoes, Liam and I found a secluded alcove where the sunlight filtered through stained glass, casting a warm and comforting glow.In that private moment, Liam and I found sanctuary from the prying eyes and relentless questions. The weight of our shared secrets, the enigmatic prophecy, and the looming curse hung in the air, but the connection between us served as a source of strength.With a tender glance, Liam's grip on my hand tightened, conveying a reassurance that transcended words. The world outside our shared cocoon blurred into insignificance as we turned towards each other.In the ha