Semua Bab Mated To The Scarred Alpha: Bab 121 - Bab 130

LUCIANThe drive to Thornveil feels like it lasts forever. The further we go, the stranger everything looks. The forests grow taller, and denser. The air is sharper, and the trees don’t just stand here, glow softly, like veins of light run through their bark.At first, I think I’m imagining it, but when one of Caelum’s guards stretches his hand toward a tree and the light pulses brighter, I know I’m not crazy.I grip Leah tighter. “This place is… alive,” I mutter.Caelum, sitting in the front seat, glances at me through the mirror. “Everything in Thornveil is alive, even the things you think don’t.” He says it proudly, but it only makes my skin crawl. The whole forest feels like it’s watching us. By the time the car stops, we’re surrounded by walls that look like they’re grown from crystal and vines instead of stone. Massive trees twist into towers, their roots glowing from underneath, and the air smells like rain and flowers. “This is Thornveil,” Caelum says softly, and the Goddess

LEAHThe dining hall in Thornveil is like something straight out of a dream. The walls glow softly, the candlelight burning in different colors, some gold, some blue, some soft green that reminds me of fireflies on a summer night. The fae love to show off, and honestly, I’m loving it.Lucian and I sit near the head of the long table. He hasn’t let go of my hand since we walked in, and even now, his fingers are resting lazily on my thigh under the table. I love it, it’s grounding. Every time he squeezes lightly, it’s like he’s reminding me, I’m here. You’re safe.Across from me, a group of fae elders are talking, their voices lilting and musical. One of them, a wrinkled man with violet eyes, leans closer to me with a smile. “You carry the light of both worlds, young one,” he says. “That is rare, even among our kind.”I smile politely, though I’m not entirely sure what to say. “Thank you, I’m still learning how to balance it.”A female elder with silver hair laughs softly. “Balance tak

LUCIANIt’s been a week since Leah started her training in Thornveil, and our routine has completely changed. She wakes up before sunrise, returns just before sunset, and collapses into bed the moment she walks through the door.I can’t say I’m not proud of her, because I am. Every day, she comes back a little stronger, more confident. But somewhere between the long training hours and the fae rituals, we’ve started losing the quiet, ordinary moments we used to share. No lazy mornings or stealing glances at each other. No late-night pillow talk. Still, I keep reminding myself that this is what she needs. So, every morning, I walk her to the training grounds. I watch her join the fae circle, her silver hair glowing as her fae side takes over. And then I take a seat under one of those tall, glowing trees, trying to stay out of the way.Caelum says she’s progressing faster than they expected. He calls it “rare potential.” I call it Leah being Leah. When she wants something, she gives eve

LEAHLucian’s body jerks again, and my heart nearly jumps out of my chest.The fae healers surround him, chanting in unison. Blue light pulses through the room, climbing the walls like fire climbing dry wood. I stand just outside the barrier they’ve drawn, gripping my arms so tightly my nails dig into my skin. He winces every time they touch him, even though he’s unconscious. “Hold him!” one of the healers shouts, and another presses their hands against Lucian’s chest. His body arches off the bed, and I almost run forward before Caelum blocks me with a firm hand.“You can’t interfere,” he says, voice steady. “They’re channeling through the triage crystal.”“I don’t care about crystals!” I snap, yanking my hand away. “He’s hurting!”Caelum doesn’t move. His jaw tightens, but his eyes stay calm. “Leah, you have to trust them.”I want to, I really do. But the light around Lucian flickers, shifting from blue to red, and the sound he makes, half gasp, half growl, rips right through me.Th

LUCIANWhen I wake up, the first thing I feel is warmth. Leah’s still beside me, curled up against my side, her hair spilling across my chest. For a second, I just lie there, watching her breathe. She looks peaceful, like the past few days never happened.I slowly lift her hand off my chest and slide out of bed, careful not to wake her. My body feels… off. There’s this odd tingling under my skin, almost like something’s vibrating inside me. I stretch my fingers, my arms, roll my neck, everything seems fine, yet something’s still off.“What the hell did that poison do to me?” I mumble under my breath.As I walk toward the bathroom, the floorboards creak slightly, and Leah stirs.“Lucian?” her voice comes out soft, a little groggy.I pause mid-step, turning toward her. She’s squinting at me with sleepy eyes. “Go back to sleep,” I say quietly. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”She sits up, rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand. “Were you seriously trying to sneak out of bed?”I grin. “Ma