Semua Bab Bound To The Ruthless Lycan King : Bab 41 - Bab 50

Fabian's POVThe moon hid its face behind thick clouds, and the Blood-Wolves'The outpost was covered in deep darkness.Fabian stood alone on the ruined tower, his slim body stiff, eyes sharp like the cold night wind. Below him lay the burnt ruins of what used to be a strong and proud fortress that guarded their land—now just a pile of smoke and broken stones. The strong smell of smoke and blood filled the air, showing the damage and betrayal that had happened.Fabian’s hands curled tightly, knuckles paling under the strain.Fabian's fists clenched hard enough to whiten his knuckles. This was not some random assault. No accidental meeting between rival packs. This was a deliberate attack—a message carved into the bones of his land. The rogue forces were no longer content to raid distant villages; they were at war.Louis, his scout keen-eyed, slipped quietly out of the darkness, his dark eyes weighed down with concern. "Alpha, it was the rogues," he reported. "Quick and vicious, like ph

Seraphina's POV.The room was filled with tension, and Seraphina felt a hidden pressure that caused her chest to contract like duct tape. She breathed in shallow air, each time a fierce battle against the storm inside her ,the unrelenting force, rawness, and hopelessness that threatened to break out. ". Her emerald eyes flickered with wonder, emitting light in one moment and flickering brilliantly in the other, reflecting the unravelling of the chaos inside.With a fearful look, Fabian's form reached the doorway. "Seraphina," he whispered softly in reply, "it'll be okay with me.".Moving towards him, she swung her body in his direction. "I'm not sure what to do.". If I don't manage this power, it will consume me and destroy everything we've fought for.He closed the gap between them with his steps. "You're stronger than you ever were.". Let me help.”.Her head trembled with pain as she slowly moved, knowing the woman she loved was gone. This power… changes everything.”.Fabian's gaze

Seraphina’s POVAs I hunkered down behind an inky stone, the night air congested my body like ice, with every exhale feeling as sharp as a knife against the cold. The sounds of distant war echoed through the trees, and my heart raced. Fabian proceeded, a forceful and furious entity that was quiet and lethal. While in the shadows, Thorn's rogue group circled, with their eyes fixed on blood and intent on seeking revenge. Tonight, it would all end.As I bowed my fists, each muscle felt firm and full of tension, with every nerve eagerly waiting to be activated. The fight was not a mere physical battle, as the years of pain, betrayal, and unbreakable will culminated in something sharper than anything I had ever sought. I was no longer the frightened girl hiding. I was a fighter. And I would prove it.A scream "Seraphina!" interrupted the noise.The rough and desperate tone of Fabian's voice was a source of comfort in the chaos. I proceeded, my lungs pounding, adrenaline streaming down my b

Seraphina’s POVDespite everything, I felt the inexhaustible force of nature within me, like a lightning bolt. It gnawed on my inner being, calling for its release. I was not in a position to control it.My feet slithered through the darkness, my breath shallow and my heart racing. My thoughts were filled with perplexity, distress, and treachery. The weight of every step was greater than the previous one. The earth's surface seemed to be shaken by the force of gravity as I approached.The sound of twigs and leaves in the forest was audible at night, but there was something else: a pulse, an unnatural noise that made my hair stand on my neck. The air had a dark, ancient charge. Something that I had no knowledge of managing.I held my hands together, the force within me swirling, perilous and disordered. There was an outburst of anger and destruction in my mind, a desire to be released. Every sense in the world urged me to restrain it and manage its actions. I wasn't ready. Not yet.Wou

Seraphina's POV.Betrayal lingered in Seraphina's mind, and each time she remembered Fabian's actions, her heart was filled with the intensity of pain. The Lycan king's coldness and refusal to acknowledge her pain made her angry. But she wouldn't let grief take over. . Not now. When the stakes were high, not if anything.Her family needed her. They were in danger. Her commitment to their protection is unwavering. Anything.While standing in the dark corridor of the castle, her pulse picked up speed. She heard the clanking of laughter and the clinking-together of glasses in the grand hall ahead. The sounds that were once common had become the beating heartbeat of her adversaries. They had no idea. They had no idea that the storm was just around the corner. A calamity that would tear apart their carefully planned world.Seraphina's plan was risky. It was dangerous. Still, nothing else existed. She was left to her father's fate by the Blood Wolves, who would not hesitate to obliterate an