Semua Bab Moan Of An Alpha Queen: Bab 31 - Bab 40

Eira sat propped up in the oversized bed, her hair messy and her skin pale against the furs. Vael put bandages across her ribs still pressed tight, and her breathing came shallow. Her body ached, but it was no longer the sharp pain of injury—it was the slow thrum of healing.Vael was kneeling beside the bed, sleeves rolled to his elbows, one hand holding a shallow clay bowl, the other stirring a mixture of crushed herbs into salve. His fingers were deft, steady, and streaked with dried blood that wasn’t his. He worked in silence, except for the occasional hum under his breath.“You’re staring,” he said without looking up, voice warm and smug.Eira flushed and looked away sharply. “I’m not.”He chuckled, low and deep. “Here we go again,you are. And it’s very flattering. Please don’t stop.”She rolled her eyes. “You’re impossible.”He dipped two fingers into the salve and looked up at her with a slow smile, all teeth and charm. “No, love. I’m Vael. But I can be impossible if it keeps y

Vael and Eira went back to his room.The fire was dying low as what happened earlier in the court room seemed to fade off between them.Silence took the room like a second skin. Heavy. Tense. Sacred.Eira walked to the window, still barefoot, the hem of her gown brushing stone. Outside, the full moon cast silver across the dark forest, catching in the trees like shattered glass. Her hands gripped the sill. She didn’t need to turn to know he was still watching her.“He used to love full moons,” she said softly.Vael said nothing.Eira exhaled. “Your brother, I mean. He’d pull me out of bed when we were kids. Said we had to howl. ‘It’s in our blood, Eira,’ he used to say.”Silence. Then,“He’s not the only one with a wolf in his blood.”His voice came from behind her. Closer now.Eira smiled faintly, eyes still on the sky. “Have you ever howled at the moon?”“Only when I’m aching.”His hands came to her waist.Not asking.Claiming.He pressed up behind her, chest against her back, mouth

Raya’s POVThe water was still warm.I blinked slowly, eyes adjusting to the morning light spilling in through the arched windows. My arms floated just beneath the surface, and steam curled into the air around me, wrapping me in a quiet cocoon. I hadn't even remembered crawling into the bathtub last night… or falling asleep in it.But I remembered him.Humphrey.His smirk. His eyes like molten gold. His voice, laced with arrogance and a sinful calm that shouldn’t have made my heart race the way it did. I remembered how he caught my wrist, how his touch felt like sparks crawling under my skin.I swallowed and leaned back against the marble edge, letting the water kiss my collarbone.“He got under my skin,” I muttered.Damned chains or not, he’d wrapped himself around my thoughts.And yet, amidst all that, another memory flickered.Riven.His kiss.Gentle. Careful. Sweet, even.Too sweet.My heart hadn’t fluttered. My wolf had barely stirred. It was warm… but it wasn't on fire. The way

Raya’s POVThe clearing was eerily silent,too silent. The moon above hung like an indifferent eye, watching the chaos that was about to unfold. The wind stilled, birds ceased their nocturnal calls, and the earth seemed to hold its breath. The soldiers were far away and focused on the villagers to even know that their Queen,Beta,and greatest warrior were surrounded by wolves they considered unfit!.I stood in the center, breathing heavily, heart pounding like a war drum. My fingers curled into fists, claws threatening to break through. My chest rose and fell with fury. I was trying to process whatever was going on in her presence. Then I growled,a deep, guttural sound that rippled through the air."Eira," I hissed, her voice laced with venom, dragging out the name like a curse. "You wretched snake,you're back for more?, what I did to you last time didn't teach you a lesson?."Eira smirked as she stepped forward. Her crimson eyes gleamed with malicious satisfaction. She cocked her head

The stranger’s arrival sparked immediate unrest.The palace gates groaned open as guards flanked him on either side. Blood and ash still clung to the hem of Raya’s cloak as she led the way in, the torches along the stone walls flickering in recognition of her return. The hall was tense, everyone too afraid to speak but too curious to look away.In the war chamber, the stranger stood before the council table. His robe was tattered, stained with soot and dried blood. His voice was calm but weary as he spoke."I was born in the Eastern Vale. For years, we’ve dealt with the same sickness that’s begun to touch your borders. It isn’t natural—it’s poison bred from corrupted magic, passed through enchanted bloodlines. If left unchecked, it eats the soul from the inside out."Thalira leaned forward, arms crossed, suspicion painted across every inch of her face."Convenient you show up now," she said sharply. "Right after the attack. Right after Eira disappears. And you claim to know a cure?"T