Semua Bab The stolen lycan princess: Bab 91 - Bab 100

*River*I stand at the window, the late morning sun casting golden rays over the training ground, watching Aloria move with a grace and power that fills me with pride. Each sprint, each leap, every fluid transition between human and wolf… she is embodying the warrior I always knew she could be. Kellan’s guidance seems to be transforming her, pushing her beyond her limits, and I can’t help but feel a swell of gratitude that he is the one training her. He knows how to challenge her without crossing the line, unlike me, who would always fear the weight of my strength against her.But as I admire her fierce determination, my moment of solace is shattered. One of my scouts bursts through the door, panting, his eyes wide with urgency. “Alpha River! The usurper king is gathering an army. They’re moving fast, and we need to act now.”A cold spike of dread pierces through my chest. I’ve known this day would come, but watching Aloria thrive has made me forget, if only for a moment, the looming

*Aloria*As we weave through the thick forest, the sunlight dapples the ground in shifting patterns, and a sense of apprehension coils in my stomach. Each step feels heavy with purpose, and I can’t shake the feeling that this is more than just a mission; it’s a reckoning. We are going to war, heading to actuall battle, something I never imagined doing.I glance around at the towering trees, their ancient wisdom whispering secrets of battles fought long ago, and I wonder how many lives have been forever changed by war.I tighten my grip on my backpack, the weight of my decision pressing against my back. The path ahead is well-trodden, marked by the countless warriors who have come before us, but today, it feels different. Today, I’m not just following in their footsteps; I’m forging my own. I’m truly stepping into my role as Luna of the pack, ready to fight for my pack, my family, and the land that has been stolen.Ahead of me, River walks with an intensity that sends a thrill of excit

*Aloria*The air is thick with tension, and I can feel it swirling around me like a tempest. Waiting is the worst part… standing here, knowing war is coming… knowing people will die, and then just standing here. Every second that ticks by feels like an eternity, and my heart races in anticipation of what is to come. The scent of pine and damp earth fills my lungs, mingling with the distinct musk of our pack… strong, fierce, and ready for battle. I can hear the low growl of voices merging into a powerful murmur, a chorus of resolve that echoes through the clearing.This is it, time for battle, time to make a stand for what is right… but I surely wish we did not have to.As I stand at the forefront with River and my father, I catch glimpses of the warriors lining up behind us. They shift slightly, muscles taut and ready, their eyes gleaming with determination. The sound of armor clinking and weapons being readied resonates around us, a symphony of preparation that fills me with both dre

*River*The chaos of battle surrounds me… snarls and screams mingling with the clashing of steel. Fear grips my chest as I realize just how outnumbered we are. I fear for my pack, for Kellan and most of all for Aloria, I need to Secure her most of all. I feel the weight of my pack on my shoulders, the crushing responsibility to protect them. But as the enemy closes in, dread creeps into my heart… will this be the end?And then suddenly the sky rumbles with a ferocity that makes the ground tremble beneath me. A flash of lightning splits the sky, and for a moment, I’m blinded by its brilliance it is almost like it speaks to me. Rain pours down in torrents, drenching me instantly. But it’s not the cold water that sends shivers down my spine; it’s the electric energy that crackles in the air, igniting something deep within me.I look at my hands, glowing with an otherworldly light, and a surge of power courses through my veins. It's exhilarating, terrifying, and I can hardly comprehend wh

*Aloria*The chaos of battle has ebbed, leaving behind a battlefield soaked in rain and blood, a testament to the ferocity of our fight. My heart races not from the thrill of battle but from the bittersweet aftertaste of victory. Around me, the remnants of the storm linger, as if nature itself celebrates our triumph. I glance around, taking in the sight of the fallen… both friend and foe… who now lie still beneath the gray sky.River stands near the center of the clearing, his expression a mix of pride and solemnity as he and my father oversees the tying of my uncle and his leading generals. They are bound with silver chains, the weight of their defeat evident in their downturned eyes. The sight gives me a sense of closure, a cathartic release of the pent-up rage I’ve harbored for so long. I can hardly believe it; we’ve actually done it. We’ve reclaimed our homelands.“Aloria!” Kellan’s voice calls out, snapping me from my thoughts. I turn to find him kneeling on the ground, clutching