บททั้งหมดของ Bound To The Ruthless Lycan King : บทที่ 181 - บทที่ 190

Fabian’s POVMy chest felt like it was caving in while I stood there in the palace, looking out at the land buried in darkness. It’s been weeks of nothing but pressure, like the whole kingdom’s was about to fall or tear apart at any given seconds or minute. And every day, the Moonridge Pack seemed like it was being pushed closer, making it harder to breathe and harder to think. But none of that was what weighed on me most. All I could think about was her. Seraphina.I have always told myself duty comes first. That my people’s lives depend on my leadership and the choices l made. And maybe that’s true. But right now? Standing on the edge of everything we’ve fought for… I don’t know how much longer I can lie to myself or pretend like it's nothing. Because the truth is, it isn’t the throne or the alliances that keep me up at night. It’s her, it’s always been her, ever since the moment she stepped into my life.She made me question everything. all the choice and decisions l taken which I o

Fabian's POVThough none of that reached me, the gates of the kingdom rang with the thundering clatter of steel and the frantic shouts of fight. In the quiet of the now, the weight of what I was up against pressed in from all sides, an invisible force choking my every breath. I had always known my past would come back to haunted me, but now, standing on the brink of all I had accomplished, I realized it wasn't the realm or the rogue ruler threatening to bring me to my knees.It was myself.For so long, I had fled it. Concealing it beneath ambition, power and loyalty layers. But standing here, with the thud of the battlefield all around me, the only thing louder than the war was the thud of my heart racing, the recollections of errors constructed this moment. Fabian! Her presence cut through the fog like a lifeline and broke my concentration. Though her eyes revealed something else, her face was worriedly sketched. Fear. Not only for the fight we were waging but also for what lay ah

Fabian's POV. The battlefield subsided, with the scream of steel and the growling of beasts, but there was no sound to describe it. The world seemed to have stagnated, causing me to be enveloped in silence from within. What happened? A silence that seemed to be causing me distress. Then there was the silence. My belief was that my past would eventually become a part of me. I had always known that my past would catch up with me, eventually. I had thought I was ready, had thought I understood it. But now, facing the consequences, I saw how wrong I’d been. The truth hit me harder than I expected.The documents had appeared out of nowhere, hidden in the oldest corners of my father’s archives. There was no proof of their existence. Nevertheless, as I held them in my hands, the weight of them and my bloodstream was felt on me. I realized the truth was much more sinister than what I had initially anticipated. The blood flowing through my veins and the triumphs of my father had always hel

Fabian's POV. Silver-eyed light flooded the battlefield as the moon rose high into the night. It had become a force beyond mere celestial body and held the key to everything. It was at the height of its power when I felt a sort of ancient awakening within me. The feeling was intense and there was a primal attraction within me that I had been keeping quiet. The sensation was raw, forceful and powerful it felt like the very moon tones within me were whisperings of an invitation to accept destiny. But with every surge of power came the heavy weight of its price.In the middle of the storm, I could feel my Lycan King’s power burning through me, much stronger than ever, though dark and twisted. The moon pulled at me, changing the way I moved, messing with the way I thought. For a moment, my bond with Seraphina nearly went out but then it flared back and a bright light in the darkness, pulling me back before it swallowed me whole.Her connection to me was as strong as the moon's influence

Fabian's POV.The distant and stench smell of blood and smoky fire persisted, the remnants of war enthroned throughout the land like a harsh reminder of the brutality we had just encountered. The atmosphere was no longer cloudy with ash, but the scent of death and destruction permeated the remains like a haunted dream. “Our goal is clear take back what was stolen Now, silence had taken its place. Now it was nothing but ruins walls crumbled, streets empty, and silence where life used to thrive. The core of this area was shattered. Despite the conclusion of the war, the actual challenge was only just beginning. I felt a sense of instability on the ground, which was still being shaken by all that had happened during the battle. The weight of all we had lost pressed heavily on my shoulders. The fear of what was yet to come was even more overwhelming. Following the kingdom's decline, the survivors looked at me with questions they didn't know. . I could hear the still chatter from above