Semua Bab The Hunt For Lycan Queen: Bab 171 - Bab 180

I rose from bed slowly, careful not to move too fast. My skin felt too tight, like my body was trying to expand beneath it.Every joint protested as I stretched, the movement not painful, but wrong. Off. Like something inside me was shifting without permission.The dream still clung to me. Snow and

DamonThe clearing was already alive by the time I arrived—drums low and steady, a heartbeat in the dark. The full moon loomed high above it all, massive and pale, soaking the forest in silver.Tradition.I’d hated this place for years. At thirteen, Asher’s father had made me spar with some minor no

DamonThe ballroom shimmered with gold and candlelight; every surface polished to gleam and reflect power. Crystal chandeliers swayed faintly with the movement of the crowd, their light bending off silk coats and jewel-studded collars.I hated these events.I stood near the dais, half-listening to a

“And yet,” he said, shifting closer, “you’re still standing.”That undid something in me. I stood, slowly, and faced him fully. The moonlight painted him silver: his cheekbones, his lashes, the edge of his jaw. The faintest shadow of stubble framed his mouth.His expression wasn’t commanding. It was

AsherThe moment I stepped through the doors of my private estate quarters, I slammed them shut so hard the frame rattled.Silence followed, thick and echoing. It pressed in on me like a second skin. I stood there for a long moment, unmoving, fingers curled into fists at my sides.He marked her. Aga