Semua Bab Pregnant For The Enemy Alpha : Bab 201 - Bab 210

CARDANFinally! I could get the plans going on now.As I exited the mouth of the canyon, I saw a figure sprawled out near the base of a massive, gnarled oak tree.My heart seized. It was a figure dressed in practical, dark leather armor.I approached carefully, my dagger drawn, moving with the practiced stealth of a predator.I rounded the tree, and when I saw clearly who it was, it was like my strength left my body. My dagger clattered uselessly to the ground.It was her.The familiar cascade of dark, rich hair, though matted with dust and blood now. The delicate curve of her jaw, even slack in unconsciousness. The slender, powerful build.It was Scarlett. My mate.She was here, in this strange, poisonous forest, miles from the nearest civilization, covered in scrapes and looking desperately vulnerable.A cold, irrational fury mixed with pure, dizzying relief surged through me. This was no coincidence. Something must have happened back in the beastman Kingdom.I dropped to my knees b

SCARLETTThe portal screamed as we went through. It wasn't a smooth trip this time; the mages were pushing the boundaries. The world twisted into a sickening blur of light and darkness, and the air crackled with raw power.Then, with a violent, jarring thud, we landed.I stumbled, catching myself on the cold, shattered pavement. The air was thick with the stench of smoke, pulverized rock, and fresh blood. This was the Beastmen Kingdom."Form up! Immediate perimeter!" Xaden roared, already drawing his massive sword. His warriors, disciplined and grim, moved instantly, creating a tight shield around us.The scene was pure, terrifying chaos.We hadn't landed in a safe spot. We had emerged right into the thick of the battle. The Beastmen army was everywhere. But Cardan's troops were clearly losing. Our people were falling back, scattered and desperate."Cardan! Adam!" I yelled, trying to spot our forces."They won't see us yet!" Cardan shouted back, his hand gripping mine. "We're behind

SCARLETT"They took everyone."My blood ran cold. The image of the empty ruins, the smashed doors, and the sickeningly sweet smell of some alien power replaced the joy of our successful return. We had won a war in another realm, only to find we had lost everything else in ours."Took them where?" I pressed the medic, my voice sharper than I intended. The medic flinched, staring at my eyes with terror. "To the mountains! They followed a light, a shifting portal, just like the one you came out of. They were like monsters. So tall and huge.”"The Giants," Cardan finished, his voice a low, dangerous growl. His eyes blazing with an unstable white light, looked murderous. "Just what the hell are they up to?”“The rift must have given them access, just like it gave the Tiger King access to Xaden's world.”My chest felt tight. We had neutralized one global threat, only to be immediately confronted by a coalition of all the others."We can't follow the portal blindly," I decided, running a ha

CARDAN"How is Scarlett?"Harley stood rigid in the hallway, her expression a mask of control barely hiding a volcano of worry. She hadn't gone in for some reason. ,"She is resting," I stated, my voice low. "She has been ordered to remain here and focus only on strategizing and fortifying the walls with her power in controlled bursts. She cannot fight."Harley's fiercely loyal gaze didn't waver. "She won't like that.""She accepted it," I replied firmly. "Her power is draining, or being drained. Every use leaves her empty. If she fights the Giants, she will fall."I ran a hand across my stubbled jaw. It didn't lessen my anxiety. If anything, the realization of her weakness only intensified my sense of responsibility. I felt like I should wrap her up in a cocoon and hide her from the entire world."I need a physician available to check on her," I stated directly. "A trained healer, not a battle medic."I was extremely concerned about her health. Everything that had to do with her worr

SCARLETTMy eyes had gone red, hot, stinging, swollen with a kind of anger that burned so deeply it almost made me nauseous.Betrayal was something I had tasted before, lived through, survived… barely. The scars were still fresh, still aching beneath every breath I took. But this betrayal, the idea that Harley might have been the mole, carved through me in a way I wasn’t prepared for.Harley. She had been my strength in my lowest moments. The girl who had been chained beside me the night I was sold. Defending me against the other slaves. Helping me escape.The girl who stayed awake when I couldn’t fall asleep during those early days, humming songs she barely remembered just to keep me sane. The one who had grown with me, fought for me, shielded me.I could survive many things. But not this.I could not survive the realisation that she, too, had chosen to stab me in a place already bleeding.Harley stood at the doorway, stiff, pale, shaking like someone had ripped her heart out and tos