All Chapters of Pregnant For The Enemy Alpha : Chapter 211 - Chapter 217

CARDANI didn’t care that I was running like a crazed demon.The moment Scarlett’s tracker outside the castle, a part of me died.I’d been sitting with the High Council of the neighboring packs, trying to focus on the meeting about border treaties and post-war alliances when I received a notification. The cursor, representing her was blinking red. She was out of the castle?At first, I thought it was a mistake.Then I saw the second signal. She was moving fast towards the north from the castle. I swear everything in me snapped.I shifted the moment I was out of sight, abandoning my clothes, abandoning reason, abandoning every ounce of calm a ruler was expected to have.My wolf tore through the forest so fast the trees blurred into streaks of black and green. Whoever has her would die by my hands. I almost could not breathe properly until I smelled the underground tunnels.I immediately caught a whiff of Scarlett’s scent. She's here.My wolf exploded.I forced myself back into my human

SCARLETTI jolted awake with a scream lodged in my throat.For a heartbeat, I didn’t know where I was. Darkness pressed in on all sides, the room spinning, my chest tight like someone had wrapped iron bands around my ribs.Then the nightmare slammed back into me.Cardan, lying on the battlefield. His body is unmoving. His eyes were open but empty. Blood pooling under him. My hands cupping his face while everything in me shattered.“No,” I choked, sitting up too fast. Pain shot through my skull. I pressed my palm to my forehead, breath trembling, tears already sliding hot and relentless down my cheeks. “No… Cardan—”The door burst open.Harley rushed in first, hair messy, eyes puffy like she hadn’t slept at all. Behind her were two guards, both pale and frantic.“Scarlett!” Harley grabbed my shoulders, steadying me. “What’s wrong? You’re safe, you hear me?”I shook my head violently, gripping her wrists with trembling fingers. “Where is he?” My voice broke. “Where’s Cardan? Something h

CARDANThe cold, unforgiving air of the mountains scraped against my lungs. I rode hard, a phantom King moving through the darkness, leaving the relative safety of the Lycan Fortress far behind.My steed, Rage, a massive black Lycan-horse hybrid, tore across the broken landscape, his hooves kicking up clouds of frozen dust. I pushed him relentlessly, urging him north towards the jagged, forbidding peaks of the Iron Mountains.The weight of the decrees I had just passed felt like a physical ache in my chest. They were final declarations. They were my will, should I fail to return.I had wanted to see her. Gods, I had longed to simply hold her one last time, to feel the fragile warmth of her skin, to hear the fierce, familiar beat of her heart, now nurturing our love child. But I couldn't.If I had seen her face, felt her new, vulnerable weight in my arms, I wouldn't have had the strength to leave. She would have argued, she would have fought, and I would have broken. It was better this

CARDANDarkness. Absolute, silent darkness.The pain, the fire, the chaos. It was all gone. There was no sound, no sensation, only a serene, infinite void. I was floating, completely free.‘This is it,’ I realized calmly. ‘The end.’I had faced the most terrifying thing in the universe and won, only to be claimed by the simplest thing: exhaustion. The Destroyer had fulfilled his purpose by saving the world he was destined to destrot. A fitting, bitterly ironic end.Then, a low, familiar voice cut through the endless silence.“So, you finally arrive, son.”I turned in the void. Standing before me was a figure radiating strength and ancient authority, clad in the silver armor of the Royal Lycan Kingdom. My father. The King I had failed, the man who had always been my impossible measure of perfection.“Father,” I managed. My voice shook as I beheld him. My father. , He looked at me with an expression of cool appraisal. “You look terrible. Even here, you are bleeding like crazy.”“I foug