Todos os capítulos de The Lycan King’s Witch: Beneath the Crimson Moon: Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 120

Dom's POVThere was pain now. Her pain, rushing through our bond like a flood.‘Luna is in trouble!’ Cyrus’ voice rang through the mind link I wasn’t aware I opened.I could hear the others panic but it was muffled compared to her.All I heard was her. Her fear. Her panic. Her agony.Amos continued to run.‘We will make it!’ He reassured, his desperation played thick in his words.Amos howled so loudly the trees trembled. Everything else disappeared. Her pain intensified the closer we got, each wave cutting deeper, ripping away my sanity.Please don’t let me be too late. Please don’t let anything happen to her. Please, goddess, please.When we reached the sanctuary, the scene was horrific and the stench of blood filled the air. “Ana!” Amos and I roared togetherIt was the first time we had ever spoken in our Lycan form, bringing everyone in earshot to stare in our direction. But I didn’t care about that right now. All I cared about was Ana, and our pup she was carrying.Fear twisted

Anastasia's POV The moment Elara screamed “ROGUES!” the entire circle shattered. The warm hum of the Goddess inside me snapped into awareness and every instinct I had, mine and Hers, surged in the same direction. 'Protect them. Protect them all.' the most angelic voice filled not only my mind but my soul. I didn’t think or even breathe. Before I knew it, my palm hit the ground and power erupted out of me in pulse of white and gold light. A barrier shot outward, curving over the clearing like a shimmering dome just as the first rogue burst through the treeline. The impact rattled the shield, sending ripples across the surface. “High Priestess!” Rowan’s voice rang out somewhere behind me, but I was already stepping forward, holding the barrier steady with one hand. More shapes moved between the trees. It was too many and they were too fast. Some were Lycans, but others… I froze. Wolves. They looked just like the ones who attacked our coven before. Huge and twisted. Thei

Dom's POVHer eyes fluttered, and I felt her tap into my energy and after a few seconds, the sigil on the sanctuary door glowed. It began to crack until it dissolved, and the door finally creaked open.The moment she fell limp against my chest, the healers rushed forward in soft sobs and whispered prayers.Hannah arrived first, already naked and covered in blood and dirt from the fight. She didn’t waste a second. She only locked eyes with me, nodded once, and slid into her medical role beside the coven’s healers.“Priority patient!” she barked, voice sharp.“Possible deep lacerations and internal bleeding!”I carried her into the infirmary and placed her onto a bed, and they immediately got to work. Magic flared blue around Ana as three healers placed their hands over her wounds and another began cutting the clothes off of her. A few Lycans with torn limbs were ushered in behind her, but they were directed to the edges of the sanctuary’s infirmary.I stayed beside her as they worked.

Cyrus'POV“Taken?” I asked, now curious.She nodded her head as she took in a deep breath.“On her 18th birthday, she disappeared. There was an attack in the coven as well, so we all assumed that she was among the many we lost that day.” Her eyes glistened as tears threatened to make an appearance.“We were shocked to see her resurface with your king. That’s when we found out that she was actually captured and held prisoner.”I kicked myself internally. Everything made sense now. I could never understand why Dom had been so patient with her. Why sh was so fierce one second and then timid the next.I was careless with in the beginning. I could only imagine how trapped she might have felt. And my coldness didn’t help.‘We will be better in the future.’ Xio announced.“My Luna has been through a lot it seems.” She looked at me with a mixture of sorrow and nodddd in agreement.“Your Luna, my High Priestess.” She smiled sweetly and nearly took my breath away.Aron’s POVI had to take a few

Anastasia’s POVHis words hurt. Hurt more than any words could. I had been crying all day uncontrollably. Dom did his best to try and soothe me, but not even his sweet words and projection of comfort, though our bond could call me. Amos even tried, but nothing could get me to stop crying.I was heartbroken. He said he would never accept my baby. Even called it an abomination. How could he say that to me? No matter how many times I tried to push his words out of my head, it just wouldn’t go away.And what hurt the most is that I could feel everything he was feeling. I could feel his fear, his anger, and even his regret. But even with all of those feelings, he still meant what he said. I could feel how much he meant them.“My love, you have to eat.” Dom spoke softly, and his hand gently massaged my shoulder.He was right. I did need to eat. For the baby's sake. I took a few deep breaths before I released the blanket I had been clutching to my face. Dom helped me sit up in the bed and ge