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Chapter 111

My blood chills. What the hell is he saying to my sister? Like she’s some animal? I know I should turn away. I made that law myself—never interfere in mated bonds. But his next words claw straight into my spine, lighting up every protective instinct I’ve buried deep. “I own you,” he says darkly.

Chapter 112

“Give her to me,” I say, my voice barely human as I move. Fury gently transfers her into my arms, and I hold her like she’s made of glass. She’s so small, so light—like if I squeeze too hard, she’ll disappear. I turn to leave. “What about him, Alpha?” Fury growls behind me. I don’t even glance a

Chapter 113

But if that’s true—if she did face him—where is she now? My chest tightens. The Kali I knew, the one I… miss—she wouldn’t just vanish. Not unless something went horribly wrong. And now I can’t even beat the truth out of Khaos—not without putting Jasmine through more hell. A soft creak pulls me fr

Chapter 114

I pull the blanket up to Jasmine’s chin and gently tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. Her face is pale, her breathing shallow, but there’s a strange calmness to her now—a kind of silence that terrifies me more than her screams ever did. She chose this. She chose to tear away a part of her

Chapter 115

The door to the deepest cell creaks open, and I step inside. The air here is damp and chokes like smoke, thick with the stench of rot and old blood. Torches flicker on the jagged stone walls, casting dancing shadows that twist like demons. Iron chains hang from the ceiling, some stained with dried b

Chapter 116

Everything hurts. My head feels like it’s been cracked open. I groan, low and hoarse, the sound scraping up my throat like it’s crawling through broken glass. For a second, I wonder if I’m dead. Maybe this is it. Maybe I didn’t survive after all the shit Jack’s uncle pumped into me—needle after n

Chapter 117

It has to belong to the Alpha King. Lady Celestia’s father. He’s not even here, and still... his energy hums around the room, pressing into my chest like a weighted blanket. Oddly enough, it’s not scary. It’s... comforting. And that makes my skin crawl. Why would his energy—his power—someone I’

Chapter 118

I try to hold her gaze, try to look strong. But my fingers twitch against the burning silver, and I know she sees it. I can’t hide the flicker of fear that flashes in my eyes. “Ohhh,” she coos mockingly, “there it is. There’s that little crack. You’re afraid.” She moves even closer, her breath bru

Chapter 119

I can’t breathe. The moment the Alpha King steps further into the hall, it’s like all the air is sucked from my lungs. My chest tightens, a violent pressure clamping down until I feel like I’m suffocating. My head dips without warning, heavy as stone, falling forward like it no longer belongs to me

Chapter 120

Silence hangs for a moment. Even he didn’t expect that. “I—I don’t know, Dad,” she stammers. “Maybe… maybe something’s wrong with it. But it’s not important, really. Let’s not waste any more time. Please. Just give—” She stops. Probably realising he’s no longer listening—because I can feel his g

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