Semua Bab The Alpha Queen : Bab 11 - Bab 16

Madeline's POV"Madeline," I familiar voice whispered in my ears as the owner shook me awake. "Madeline, it's time to wake up. He's coming." Opened my eyes to see a bloodstained Maggie in front of me. Bloodied and bruised, my helper's face hovers above mine, her usually vibrant eyes clouded with pain. I jump from the sight of her and trip on something behind me. Or someone.My back hit the ground hard, but that wasn’t what made my breath hitch.It was the sight of the lifeless body beside me.“Ken…” I whispered, staring into his vacant, glassy eyes. His mouth was slightly open like he had been trying to say something before—Something yanked my hair tight, dragging my head back violently.“What the—”“There you are, mate.” That voice.I went still.Tyson.His voice stills my movement, maybe my heart too. It feels like something is walking down my spine. "I've been looking for you. You thought you could run from me?" He laughs behind me and I'm paralyzed. "You want to see what we did

Lucian’s POV“The spy’s confirmed,” Elisha says as he flops down on a chair. “Came in through the eastern trail—one of the old hunting paths near the collapsed ridge. Used a scent-blocker, almost passed through unnoticed.”My office is barely lit but for the lamp on my table. There are plies of papers spread across my desk—maps, reports, hastily written updates from spies or allies. Elisha rocks his chair back and forth, producing a creaking noise, as he rubs his eyes. Rock’s leaning against the wall, a tired look on his face as he twirls a dagger in his fingers. I haven’t slept, none of us have. And we might probably not anytime soon knowing we're close to war.“But he didn’t—couldn't. We're too good for that.” Rock adds, voice a gravelly growl. “It took two punches and one death glare from Elisha to spill his guts. Not metaphorically. He puked on the floor too.”I nod slowly, flipping through the handwritten confessions. “Who sent him?”“Tyson,” Elisha says. “Shadow Moon insignia

Madeline’s POVI startle awake, my body sweaty and my chest rising and falling hard.When will I get over this nightmare?I stand from the bed and walk over to the bathroom to wash my face, then towards the door, expecting to find Elisha banging on it like a damn maniac.But there's no one there.No sarcastic commentary. No forced meditation. No awkwardly cheery “let’s not die today” pep talk.Just… silence.I shut the door with a groan. The ache in my muscles from yesterday’s spar is still there but it’s not much of a discomfort. I sit back on my bed, rubbing my eyes and waiting for Elisha to barge in st any moment but he doesn't.Getting tired of waiting, I remove my sleeping garments, putting on the black pants and a fitted top they gave me. It smells faintly of smoke. I lace up the boots and step out of the room.The camp seems to be in an active states as people move about, doing something.Wolves move in clusters. Some carry crates, others spar near the training grounds. There'