Semua Bab Sold to the Lycan King: Bab 131 - Bab 133

Morwenna’s POVBlood shimmered on the horizon like the sky itself had been cut open. My throat burned from the air, thick with smoke and something fouler—like iron boiled in rot. I couldn’t breathe without tasting it. My child stirred in my belly, not gentle, but with a violent twitch that stole my breath. Too strong for what should still be so small. Too knowing.I pressed both hands over the swell, whispering for silence, for mercy. But silence had abandoned this land long ago. Only screams lived here now, buried beneath the rumble of collapsing towers and the howl of creatures born from fractured reality.I had lost Leofric again. One heartbeat he was there, torn but alive, his hand clinging to mine. The next, light swallowed him whole, light that did not warm but stripped. A rift in the air like the world had exhaled wrong. And he was gone. I should have followed. I tried. But the ground broke beneath me, spitting me into a wasteland of bleeding shadows and broken stars.Every ste

Morwenna’s POVBlood clung to my wrists like shackles. Not fresh. Dried, cracking, the kind that turns brown and stiff, yet I still smelled iron with every breath. I couldn’t wash it off—not from my skin, not from my thoughts. The Bone Seer’s voice still slithered in my skull, whispering truths and lies in the same breath, as if both tasted the same to him. My belly ached with its secret—the child, the voice that had spoken through me in front of them all. I hated how my knees had gone weak when I heard it, how I had felt split wide open between horror and awe.I pressed a palm against my stomach. Skin too hot, feverish. Not just mine anymore. Something inside me hummed like a second heartbeat, an echo of a rhythm I hadn’t chosen. Leofric should have been here. His name beat at my teeth, but the world had stolen him, fractured him into another realm. I didn’t even know if he was alive—or if the thing that would crawl back wearing his face would still be him.The sky above bled with st