Todos os capítulos de The Lycan 's King Forsaken Mate.: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Rhea’s POVThere was tension in the air in Kael's battle tent, and the silence between us was like a razor ready to cut. His face was distorted by the deep shadows created by the flickering torchlight across the canvas walls, making him appear even more unreadable than normal. There was still the smell of his blood in the air between us, from the wound he had inflicted on himself to prove a point, which I would not admit. There was no negotiating left. It was a battleground of wills and words, and I wasn't going to be the first to lose. Kael finally answered, "You came to stand against me," in a cool, almost casual voice that had a hint of something much more sinister. "Yet here you are, inside my walls, insisting that we fight according to your terms." I unflinchingly met his piercing silver-blue gaze. "Kael, I didn't come here to fight for you or against you. We both know what's coming, which is why I came. Until they get me, the Eclipse Coven will not stop until they have everyt

Rhea pov.Damon's throat was pushed by Kael's claws. I was having problems breathing. The clang of steel, the far-off yells of soldiers, the pungent smell of blood and dirt all slowed around me. All I could see was them, but the battlefield had vanished into a haze of movement. Damon's chest heaved as he struggled under Kael's hold. Kael, with a grin that could cut through flesh. He teasingly said, "Your move, little queen," in a gruff whisper. "Show me what you really are. I am not afraid of the light that shines in your eyes and hands.” “Don't deceive yourself with that.” A darker, more profound part of me said something completely different, but there was also a part of me that pleaded with me to do something—to save Damon as my eyes rested in both of them.I could see and feel the pain that swirled through Damon's body, blood streaming down his cheeks from his mouth but behind it was the cold gleaming of Kael's eyes that pierced my chest. *Verify yourself.* Like an

Rhea’s POV The smell of blood and charred earth filled the air as the wind roared through the demolished battlefield. The betrayal that had abruptly changed the course of this conflict and caused us to retreat still had my heart pounding. We had just about survived, and the bitter taste of it stuck to my tongue like poison. The Shadow Council had turned against us. Damon paced next to me, his muscles tensed, his rage radiating in waves. His face was covered in harsh shadows from our war camp's firelight, but it didn't lessen the anger in his eyes. "You can't be serious, Rhea," he said in a low, growling voice. Collaborating with Kael? Following everything that he has done. Someone that threatened to kill me with his claws at death point.”I tried to control my breathing by clenching my fists. Damon had good reason to be angry—Kael was now our enemy. He had repeatedly stated so. However, the borders of war had become more hazy than I could have ever anticipated following tonig

Rhea’s POV The darkness seeped into the night. Before I saw it, I sensed it. A painful weight pushing down on my chest, a chilly pulse ripping through the air. Magic. Old magic. The type that consumed rather than merely seized power. The move was Lilith's. A wild wind blew through the trees, and the fire in the middle of our war camp flared fiercely. After a moment, the sky grew darker. From something much worse—an eclipse — not from storm clouds or the impending dawn. Kael whispered next to me, "No," his voice tinged with something that sounded like terror. I felt my breath catch as I followed his eyes. Across the valley, in the distance, a ring of violet light blazed against the darkness. The Eclipse Coven's insignia, a proclamation of war, burnt into the sky. "This is it," Damon said, squeezing his fists. Power dynamics had changed. Lilith had come out of hiding. They were responding when she called her forces to her—Damon paced the perimeter of the camp a

Rhea’s POV"Your entire existence is a mistake, Rhea." Through the chilly room, Lilith's voice crept like poison into my flesh. I did not flinch. I wouldn't let her feel satisfied. "You’re lying," I spat, battling the restraints. With each movement, the magic-infused metal that burnt against my wrists depleted my strength. Lilith merely grinned, a hint of amusement glimmering in her violet eyes. This was fun for her. She whispered, "Oh, Rhea," and paced me like a predator circles its victim. "You really don't know, do you? You've thought of yourself as unique your entire life. Selected. Foreordained to oppose me.”She stopped and cocked her head. "But tell me… who gave you that idea that you were able to stand Lillith the great leader of the Eclipse Coven." I tightened my jaw. "The prophecy—" "The prophecy was never about you." The chamber's air appeared to be motionless. "You’re lying," I said again, but the words didn't have the same bite. Lilith grinned more