All Chapters of MATED TO MY BROTHER'S ENEMY : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Diplomatic CrisisQueen Lyra came into the Great Hall as guest ambassadors stood in line that emphasized competitive positioning rather than diplomatic cooperation, their stance a mirror of coordinated challenge to royal authority carefully crafted to capitalize on observed weakness in omega leadership that neighboring kingdoms felt could be remitted through classical political pressure.Northern Empire Ambassador Vorthak arrived with documents bearing ultimatum rather than negotiation, his heightened alpha presence radiating manufactured dominance that had been acquired through spiritual enhancement similar to Kael's corruption, diplomatic aggression meant to intimidate rather than forge productive foreign relations."Territorial concessions needed," Vorthak asserted, his voice laden with harmonics that suggested paranormal augmentation intended to influence weak-minded consciousness, coercive diplomacy derived from artificial power rather than rightful power capable of inspiring vol

The Omega's PeaceQueen Lyra alone walked the battlefield upon which supernatural war had transformed verdant plains into shattered wasteland, her empathic sensitivities extending beyond territorial boundaries to awareness of supercharged foes whose artificial change was withholding normal diplomatic contact through the use of conventional negotiation methods that rested on rational rather than emotional communication.The enemy forces had halted their advance as omega presence was being sensed through whatever enhancement had been been modifying their consciousness, artificial barriers shaking as sympathetic extension broken into awareness that had been systematically been stripped of natural pack bond connection through spiritual poisoning similar to past corruption but on a military rather than on a governmental scale.By bond of mate connection, she felt Marcus's protective alpha energies summoning precipitous withdrawal from exposed posture where enemy forces could overwhelm soli

The Heir QuestionQueen Lyra entered the breakfast room specifically designed for quiet discussion but where Duke Ashford's tardiness indicated personal time was once more being interrupted by government issues that did not care for appropriate royal scheduling regardless of mate bond requiring uninterrupted contact in order to help healthy supernatural development."Succession protocols," Duke Ashford ruled abruptly, producing constitutional documents which specified royal breeding standards adopted by prehistoric law that compelled omega queens to bear heir within specified time frame in a bid to guarantee state continuity through lawful line succession and not political designation.Marcus put down his cup with purpose that showed alpha protective behaviors responding to pressure being put on his omega partner, mate bond tension having strain that was building up through systematic privacy violation that governmental duty was enforcing on relationship personal choices."Constitutio

The Alpha's SupportKing Marcus entered the interrogation room where ex-General Vorthak was seated in restraints that had been designed to hold increased alpha awareness, his corrupted presence exuding artificial strength that had been designed to overpower empathic potential through paranormal intimidation that was injurious for omega assessment.Lyra remained in the outer room where empathic shielding protected her from direct contact with altered consciousness by enhancement in a manner similar to previous corruption, mate bond connection granting tactical awareness while safety distance avoiding overwhelming omega powers through exposure to spiritual pollution."Confession required," Marcus announced, his alpha voice claiming dominance heightened by bondmate union but unrevised by engineered dominance designed to manage empathic perception, true power able to repel supernatural danger through constitutional instead of corrupted power.Vorthak's denatured awareness attempted to com

The PregnancyThree months after the constitutional recognition of their perfect government union, Queen Lyra was facing the gilded mirror in their private chambers, her hand gently resting on the slight bulge that had already begun to form beneath her royal robes.The morning sickness had finally dissipated, leaving behind a glow of gold that appeared to emanate from the core.King Marcus slipped in unobserved, his enhanced alpha senses registering the change in her scent that had grown stronger each day, the sweet, distinct smell that announced new life. He approached her with wonder, placing his large hands over hers as both of them felt the marvel developing within."Our successor," he gasped, his voice raw with emotion as the mate bond conveyed his subservient joy and safeguarding instincts. The connection between them vibrated with reciprocal wonder at what they had created together.Lyra lay back against his chest, basking in the sublime equilibrium of their union to encompass t