Todos los capítulos de Fated to the Cursed Alpha King: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

Kael's POVAs soon as the first hint of dawn touched the sky, a pale wash of light creeping over the horizon, I carefully slipped out of bed, doing my best not to wake Lyria. She looked so peaceful, her dark lashes resting on her cheeks, her breathing soft and even. But beneath that serenity lay the weight of everything Mira had told us the night before. I didn’t want to disturb her—she needed all the rest she could get after everything.Closing the door behind me with a soft click, I made my way down the quiet corridor toward Hood’s room. I needed to see him. If there was anyone I trusted to brainstorm this with, it was him, before the elders. He had always been my right hand, my shield when I couldn't be everywhere at once. And now, with danger creeping closer and closer, I needed his sharp mind more than ever.As I approached his door, something flickered in my mind—I hadn’t really seen or heard from him since yesterday afternoon. But then again, I had been so preoccupied with Lyr

Kael's POV The moment her words hit me, it was like everything inside me shattered at once.“Promise me you’ll come back to me,” Lyria whispered, her voice fragile but piercing, her hand protectively cradling her belly, her eyes brimming with a deep, aching fear that mirrored my own. And then that tear—damn it—that single tear slid down her cheek, glinting in the dim light like a blade straight to my heart.I froze.My hand was still gripping the doorknob, but all my strength drained from it. I stared at her, the love of my life—the woman carrying our child—standing there looking so heartbreakingly vulnerable yet impossibly strong. I couldn’t do it. Couldn’t just walk away. Not like that.I dropped my hand from the knob and turned back, my boots thudding heavily against the polished floor as I strode across the room. Before she could say another word, I pulled her into my arms, wrapping her tightly, as though I could shield her from everything, from fate itself. She melted into me i

Hood’s POV Mira’s breathing had just begun to slow, her head resting peacefully on my chest, when I felt her fingers tracing lazy circles across my skin. But there was something in her touch—light, teasing—that made my pulse kick up again. I glanced down, catching the faintest smile on her lips, and I couldn’t help the smirk tugging at mine.“What are you up to, hmm?” I murmured, brushing my fingers through her hair.She looked up at me, her eyes glinting with that mix of sweetness and curiosity that always got under my skin. “Nothing,” she whispered innocently. But her fingertips didn’t stop moving; they trailed lower, skimming my abdomen with just enough pressure to make my muscles twitch.“Mmm.” I let out a low chuckle, my hand sliding down her bare back, feeling her shiver. “You know you’re a terrible liar, right?”Her smile deepened, and before I could react, she shifted, propping herself up over me, her hair cascading around her shoulders like a silken curtain. Her eyes locked

Kael's POVThe firelight flickered in the corner of the room last night when I returned to Lyria after addressing the pack. She was waiting for me, eyes bright and wide with concern, one hand resting instinctively on her belly as though to shield the baby. The moment I stepped through the door, her gaze locked onto mine, and before I could utter a word, she said quietly, “Kael… something isn’t right.”I crossed the room in a few strides and pulled her gently into my arms, pressing my lips to her temple. “What is it, my love?”She leaned back just enough to meet my eyes, her voice trembling slightly, but her expression calm—too calm, as if she were forcing herself to hold it together. “It’s the baby… or rather, it’s me. I’ve been feeling things lately. Strange things. But tonight, Kael, I could almost see it. There’s a darkness lurking among us… faint but cold. And it’s watching. Waiting.”A shiver ran through me. The truth was, after everything that had been happening—the strange we

Lyria's POVKael stepped into the room, and for a heartbeat, the only thing I felt was pure relief. My chest lifted as though a weight had been yanked off me, and a bright, uncontrollable smile stretched across my lips. I moved toward him instinctively, my heart racing for all the right reasons now.He was here. Safe. Alive.But then… my smile faltered.Kael’s eyes met mine, and something in his gaze made my breath hitch. His expression was unreadable—closed off in a way I hadn’t seen in a long while. And that wasn’t all. My eyes traveled over him quickly, drinking in every inch, and a cold knot began to form in my stomach. His clothes were a mess—dirtied and torn in places. There was a long scrape down one sleeve, dried mud along his boots, and a streak of something darker—blood?—on his arm.My stomach twisted painfully.“Kael,” I breathed, stepping closer, my hand instinctively reaching out to touch his arm, to reassure myself that he was real and standing in front of me. “What hap