Semua Bab Lycan King's Hybrid Captive: Bab 101

Celest’s POV“I’m not dreaming, am I?” he murmured suddenly, his voice still scratchy from dehydration and blood loss. His eyes fluttered open, revealing irises the color of stormy sky—gray and wild, like a sea caught between calm and fury.I blinked. “You’re awake.”He nodded weakly, the corner of his mouth lifting in a half-smile. “I knew it. You are her.”“…Her?”He was too young to have this much burden in his voice. Too fresh-faced to speak with the weariness of someone who’d clawed his way through death to arrive at my doorstep. But he wasn’t lying.There was a storm brewing inside him. We said nothing for a while. The fire continued its soft crackling, the hut creaked gently as the wind brushed against its thatched roof. The Seer must have woven some sort of barrier around us, because despite the late hour, no night creatures stirre