Lahat ng Kabanata ng Sold to the Rogue Sovereign : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Chapter 1 Thalia’s POVThe crystal chandelier up above illuminated the ballroom, which held one of the grandest events of the year: my 4th-year marriage anniversary ceremony to Alpha Caden. I was supposed to be happy, to feel great knowing that I'd reached this milestone, but sadly, as I accepted congratulatory messages, raised wine glasses, and murmured well wishes, I felt empty. It's been a whole 2 hours into the ceremony, yet Caden wasn't here.Where was he?My husband, my Alpha, Caden Sinclair of the Bloodstone Pack, was supposed to have been here ages ago with me to entertain the guests. I mean, this was ‘our’ anniversary, and I had taken great lengths to ensure that it was a success. Yet, he disappeared this morning, leaving me alone in this embarrassing situation. How could I explain that I didn't know why the Alpha was missing from his own anniversary?“Long live Luna Thalia.” A guest hailed, and I turned, my lips stretching into that fake smile I was constantly dishing out t

Ronan's POV “Thalia.”The name slipped past my lips before I could stop it, and in that moment, my entire world cracked open. I thought I had buried her—locked away every shred of who I was before becoming the Rogue Sovereign, buried him so deep that nothing could ever pull him back. But her eyes, that deep forest green, looked up at me like the ghost of a life I’d lost, and my heart didn’t just stutter; it almost broke.Then, I felt it. Something I hadn't felt in four long years. My wolf stirred for the first time in four years, just because of her.I couldn't move or breathe, struggling to understand and contain the chaos that rippled through me.She looked different. Emaciated, sad, and her eyes that were once full of life were now empty, but despite all this, she still looked beautiful; she was still the woman I loved without reason.Memories crashed over me, and I was back in that golden time when her laughter was my only sun, her presence my only peace.I’d thought she loved me

Ronan's POV I stood frozen at Hebathi’s words. Even though she could sense I was lying, she still wanted to help me, genuinely and wholeheartedly! I opened my mouth to respond, but the words just wouldn't form. I didn't know what to say or how to respond to her. The storm inside me was too loud and chaotic. I needed time to think and process everything. My legs moved of their own accord, carrying me toward the black throne that loomed in the center of the chamber. The throne of the Rogue Sovereign. I sank into the seat, leaning forward, my elbows resting on my knees, and buried my face in my hands. The pull of despair clawed at my mind and sanity. Her footsteps clicked toward me, but I didn't look up. I couldn't. “Ronan,” Hebathi said softly, standing before me. Her voice carried such tenderness that it magnified my guilt. Before I could react, she stepped closer and wrapped her arms around me, pulling me into a tight hug. “I know,” she whispered. “I know how much

Ronan's POVThe thought of the Lyravha filled me with a sense of dread and awe.I wouldn't have even considered taking my chances with them, but at this point, I had few options left.The Lyravha, as cult-like as their name sounded, weren’t just some obscure sect. They were mystics, a hidden temple deep within the heart of the Fharrath Woods, nestled in the farthest corners of the Silver Vale region.They existed in seclusion, detached from the usual politics and warfare of the Anorith realm, yet their power was undeniable. Their leader—always a woman, always chosen by the moon goddess herself—was rumored to peer through the veil of time and fate, to see threads of prophecy like no other.I had heard about them in my early days, back when I was building my pack.It was said their priestess could see destinies before they were even written, predicting the rise and fall of empires, the deaths of kings, and the births of legends. Their prophecies were never wrong, and their influence, th

Ronan's POVThe halls of my fortress were quiet, with only the sounds of my boots echoing off the stone walls. Torches flickered as I made my way towards my private armory.As I approached the armory's entrance, I saw the guards stationed there, standing at attention.Two of them, human in form but fierce in demeanor, were flanked by four massive black rogue wolves that prowled the premises. Their fur gleamed like shadows, and their red eyes glowed in the dark.When I’d awakened the power to subjugate the rogue wolves, I had been able to turn most of them back to their sane selves. But there were always a few—those that for some reason couldn’t be reverted—who remained in their wolf forms, still loyal but unchanging.These beasts didn’t speak, didn’t shift back into human form, but they followed my commands without hesitation. Hundreds of them roamed my palace and the territory I ruled, blending seamlessly into my pack. They were wild, untamed, but under my control.As I drew near,