All Chapters of The Queen's Guard: Chapter 31 - Chapter 34

Alonso CorleoneI always believed I was ready for any threat. My entire life, for as long as I can remember, has been one continuous training. I've faced assassins in dark alleyways, coups orchestrated by brilliant and twisted minds, traitors who sat at my own table, and wars that stained our borders red. I had looked death in the eye and smiled at it, confident in my strength and Ankor's. But nothing prepared me for what was about to happen. No tactics manual, no lesson from my father, not even the oldest instincts of my bloodline warned me about how fragile control becomes when fate decides to claim its place.Nothing prepared me for this.It all started with a simple shift in the air, something so subtle only someone with extremely sharpened senses could have caught it. We were gathered in the palace's great hall, a space of marble and gold humming with the murmur of powerful voices. We were going over the final details of the tournament, a competition meant to be a display of stren

Alonso CorleoneThe hours slipped by far faster than I would have liked.Time, in the middle of a she-wolf's heat, isn't measured in minutes.It's measured in heartbeats, in the weight of the air, and in the intoxicating scent of musk and desire that had begun seeping through every crack in the manor.I'd fallen asleep from sheer exhaustion.A mistake my instincts were quick to condemn.The fatigue from the previous days, the strain of protecting her, and the emotional toll of watching her battle her own nature had finally caught up with me, dragging me into a heavy, dreamless sleep.I awoke in the worst possible way.A deep growl ripped me from unconsciousness.It wasn't a sound any human throat could make.A split second later came the deafening crash of something being torn apart—wood splintering, glass exploding against marble.The noise echoed through the stone walls of the room until it became a declaration of war.My eyes flew open.A freezing jolt raced down my spine, snapping