Semua Bab Gifted With Two Wolves: Fated To Two Rival Kingdoms : Bab 81 - Bab 90

The moon looked above the trees, as it casted a beautiful hue of silver over the path like it wanted me to follow it straight into madness and danger.I shouldn’t have left the palace. The guard rotation was lighter than usual. Father had doubled patrols at the southern border—but I’d secretly trained alongside half those men since I could walk so they knew me well enough to look the other way when they saw me slip past the eastern wing.I walked alone, my hood was up, covering my face well enough, while my breath fogged in the cold. And my heart beat like thunder under my rib cage, driven by one impossible truth...Jon belongs to me.I didn’t want to want him. The goddess knows I tried not to. But at the same time, she didn't ask permission when she decided to tie our souls together.He calmly waited for me where the rivers split at the edge of the woods, in-between the two territories... under an old willow tree . He wasn't wearing any armor, instead he just wore a cloak and a dark

The forest took Reika’s child.No... I took Reika’s child.I was there when it happened.. when her scream shattered the night sky and folded the world in on itself. I held her trembling and rigid body, stained with blood and grief, her pain was carved into me like a second heartbeat. I had never seen death arrive so silently, or with such cruelty.And it was all my fault, it was all because I wanted to follow a path that was never mine to begin with... Love.After that night, something inside her went cold. She moved like glass very brittle and clear, like you could see through her if you stared long enough.And something in me... Broke and hardened.Two days after Reika and I buried what we believed was her child beneath the wolfthorn tree, I said yes to my father’s chosen match.Raymond Calder.. the son of Alpha Calder, he might have been warm-eyed but it was obvious he was wounded in ways that mirrored my own. A political pawn, just like me. Our wedding was just silent smiles and

The ballroom shimmered.The golden chandeliers bathed the guests in a soft, amber glow. The tables were dressed in pretty ivory lace, and the hall was perfumed with crushed berries and candle wax. Everything was perfect.Exactly as I’d planned, and the moment we stepped through the oak doors of the ballroom, I could feel the chill. Everyone stood there and happily watched us as we gracefully made our way to the middle of the room. Asher's grip on my waist tightened but it felt more for show than affection, and I had to resist the urge to shrug it off.I stood near the center of it all, chin high, a glass of vintage Malderan red wine in hand. My champagne gold custom-stitched gown made with silver threading, sparkled each time I moved. And every strand of my hair had been curled and pinned by my Mother's best stylists. I looked like a Princess.No, I reminded myself. I looked like a queen.Asher stood beside me, tall and silent, his jaw sharp as the edge of a sword. He hadn’t said muc

Something felt horribly wrong.It first of all started as a quiet tremor in my chest.. a dull throb, that was barely even there, it felt like the beat of a second heart out of sync with my own and I tried to ignore it.To Focus and breathe. Just a few more minutes and the damn peace treaty would be signed, sealed, and done with. So I could get out of here before the blood moon.But Kai wasn't having it.“She’s calling,” he growled deep within me, his voice rough and a bit agitated. “Athena is stirring. Something seems to be wrong with her.”My spine stiffened. My fingers twitched at my sides, my instinct screaming to leave, to run back to our chambers, to check on Kira... my one and only mate. But before I could even shift my weight to stand on my feet, Alpha Raymond stepped beside me with a welcoming smile.“They’re bringing the papers now,” he said. “We’ll sign and drink, and by dawn, the treaty will be official. This is a good thing, Dante.”I nodded tightly, not trusting my voice

The ballroom had erupted.Guests buzzed around like startled bees, their voices rising in confusion, panic, and speculation. The soft music had stuttered into silence, and the once grand celebration had collapsed into chaos just how I liked it.I took a slow sip of my wine, the red liquid staining my lips making it even darker. It was a good wine. Rich and Bold. Similar to myself.Across the room, I had seen Dante storming out with Asher right behind him, both moving like hounds on a scent. Their faces were stricken with fear, anger and panic.I tilted my head slightly and smiled. Beautiful....Zaram, stirred lazily within me."You’re enjoying this too much.""Why shouldn’t I?" I murmured silently. "They made this easy, too easy and I couldn't wait for Asher, now I could I?""They won’t find her in time." Zaram purred, her voice deep and low like blood draped red over a sharp blade. "And when they do... it’ll already be too late. That Lycan of hers will tear this kingdom apart."I s