Semua Bab Lupus Noctrine: Symphony Of The Cursed Lycan Quadruplets : Bab 51 - Bab 54

The storm hadn’t broken when they reached the old cathedral. It split open now, directly above them.Thunder cracked, a sound like God’s own fist hitting granite, rattling the remaining stained glass. Rain hammered the stone roof, filling the hollow space with the raw, metallic scent of wet ash and cold iron. Evangeline’s candlelight flickered in gasps, casting their shadows long and grotesque against the broken altar.She finished the last of the blood-and-ink rune, the copper taste of power sharp on her tongue.Xander watched her, still as a statue but coiled like a spring. His expression was a storm she couldn't name: reverence, primal hunger, and a deep-seated fear — not of her, but of the abyss she was willingly stepping into. Of the creature she was allowing herself to become to survive.She opened her mouth, a simple word of thanks already forming - and the wards shattered.Not hers, but theirs.A wave of concussive pressure rolled through the cathedral, sharp and invisible as

The moon had risen high above Sulvenis, its light spilling through the ancient towers like pale fire. The castle stood proud upon its mountain spine, its silver-stoned halls echoing with voices and laughter that felt almost foreign after days of blood and escape.Evangeline tried to tell herself the warmth was real. That the scent of roasted venison and the flicker of candles meant safety. But the deeper she breathed, the heavier her chest became. The shadows clung too close to the walls tonight.The procession earlier had been allies from other packs - a false alarm. Soon they were escorted to the main castle in the capital by familiar faces — members of the other Lycan packs who had stayed behind to guard the ancestral grounds. Some bowed as they entered the great hall, others simply stared, relief and disbelief crossing their faces when they saw Xander alive.Cassius clasped hands with the eldest warrior, Kellan, his grin almost genuine. “Didn’t think we’d be drinking again this ce