All Chapters of A Contract with the Cursed Alpha: Chapter 71 - Chapter 74

Dahlia’s P.O.VI could feel the tension long before we even reached the doors. The corridors were buzzing with maids and servants running about, their whispers sharp, their footsteps frantic, as though they too sensed the weight of the moment but had no idea how to lift it. Killian didn’t say a word, just led me down a hallway I’d never used before. The walls glittered with gilded frames and tapestries, the air heavier here, but none of it mattered to me. My chest was too tight, my thoughts only on Korina and what I would find.When Killian threw open the oak doors without warning, I rushed in behind him, and the sight inside made my breath catch. Almost everyone was there. Lady Agatha clutched the arm of her chair like it was the only thing keeping her from collapsing. Vivian stood rigid by the bedside, trying to hold himself together, but his eyes were distant, glazed with something close to despair. Even Eugene, the royal

Killian’s P.O.VI carried Dahlia carefully and laid her down on the bed, adjusting the pillow beneath her head before pulling the blanket over her small frame. She stirred faintly but didn’t wake. Master Eugene moved quietly beside me, fixing the saline drip he had prepared earlier, the faint smell of herbs mixed into the liquid drifting through the room. He hung the bag, tapped the line, and then inserted the needle with the precision of someone who had done this a thousand times. When the fluid began to flow steadily, he stepped back, exhaling softly.We left the room together, closing the door behind us. The hallway felt colder, quieter, as though Dahlia’s presence had been the only warmth inside. Eugene stopped abruptly, turned to me, and his sharp eyes searched mine.“Killian,” he said slowly, “did you see it? The light on her hand?”I blinked, caught off guard by the urgency in his