All Chapters of Beast Billionaire Claim : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The throne room had been rebuilt with stone and fire.Once the heart of blood pacts and silent oaths, it now blazed with fresh banners and flickering lanterns etched in moonsteel. The walls bore new carvings—sigils of unity, balance, and flame—while the old emblems of conquest had been shattered and melted into the floor’s inlaid tiles.Zara stood at the center of it all—Luna Sovereign in name and in soul—wearing a cloak the color of dusk, her pendant gleaming like a second heartbeat over her chest. The child inside her shifted again, responding to the tension in the room. Or perhaps to the future stretching out like a blade before them.Today, she would rewrite it.Dozens of emissaries and rulers crowded the hall. Alphas from the Eastern Clawlands. Vampiric archons in dark silks. Witch queens cloaked in stormlight. Even the Fae of the Gloomwood shimmered at the edges of the gathering, barely touching the ground. Elementals hissed beneath stone collars. Djinn whispered from high balco

The wind howled over the Vale cliffs, tugging at the newly raised moonstone wards like fingers prying at secrets. Below, the city pulsed with tension, the summit grounds still recovering from the bloodshed of the vampire attack. But in the heart of the Vale, something older than vengeance stirred—something that refused to remain buried.Kael found the first sign near the outer gardens—tracks too large for any normal wolf, yet too light to break the frost-kissed grass. He knelt beside them, heart stilling. The pads were scorched with faint silver, as if kissed by fire and moonlight both."Maxim," he murmured.It wasn’t possible. And yet...He followed the trail through the eastern wardline, past the scar where Zara’s flame magic had flared in defense. The scent here was familiar. Smoke. Pine. And something else—something that smelled like the promise of an oath once spoken in blood.He summoned a wisp of seeing magic and cast it into the air. The spell shimmered, revealing a flash of w

The city stood suspended in a hush—time itself tangled in celestial thread. The Tribunal's freeze had silenced the bells of Vale, but not the fire burning beneath Zara's skin. Her body ached with the weight of too many prophecies, too much grief, and the power coiling beneath her child’s heartbeat. Something inside her was changing.Ruby found her by the old hearth at dusk, a place once used for blessing warriors before battle. Zara sat cross-legged on the stone floor, a circle of unlit candles around her, moonlight streaking silver over her arms."You look like you swallowed a storm," Ruby said, crouching beside her."Maybe I did," Zara murmured. "Or maybe I’m becoming one."Ruby dropped a satchel in front of her. Its clasp bore the Vale crest, faded but intact. "Found it. Took a hell of a fight with the ice wards, but it was right where your mother said it would be."Zara opened the satchel slowly. Inside, beneath a velvet cloth, lay a bone-handled dagger, its blade etched in old fl

The wind over the Vale shifted.It wasn’t the breeze that stirred leaves or the distant hum of the mountain winds. No, this was something older—a breath inhaled from a world that should’ve stayed sealed. Zara felt it first. A tug at her blood, cold and sudden. Her unborn child kicked once, twice, and the air cracked with a low-pitched hum that only those tied to ancient bloodlines could hear. The glow that flickered beneath her skin pulsed brighter than before.Ruby burst through the chamber doors, her boots slick with frost. “They’re here. Just like the runes warned.”Kael followed, his expression carved from stone. “Void-trace on the wards. Whoever crossed in—they weren’t bound by this realm.”Zara rose from the edge of the runic dais, one hand pressed against her swelling belly. Her voice came low, almost reverent. “The Hollow Eye.” The name alone tasted bitter. “My mother spoke of them only once. Then she burned the record that said too much.”Outside, the Vale’s moonlight turned

The storm had no name.It tore across the Vale with a fury that felt personal—wind screaming like ancient spirits loosed from their graves, rain falling in silver needles that carved through sky and stone. The mountaintop sanctuary shook under the weight of clashing magic. Lightning danced violet across the heavens, illuminating the broken runes around Zara as she labored beneath the blood-soaked moon."She’s early," Ruby said, soaked and pale, her voice ragged. "Too early."Zara was on her knees, breath shallow, one hand clenched around Kael's bloodied palm, the other wrapped protectively over her belly. Her skin pulsed with flame-light, veins glowing with the combined fury of Balance and Blood. The protection circle had cracked. The Hollow Eye had breached the gates. The prophecy rune had shattered in the rites. And now, the child—her child—was coming."They’re closing in," Kael growled, glancing toward the shadowed edge of the sanctuary where figures robed in voidlight flickered in