Semua Bab Claimed by the Damned Alpha King: Bab 91 - Bab 95

Chapter 91: The Enemy of My EnemyDANTEThe second I walked into that council chamber, the first thing I smelled was blood.Fresh blood. Still warm. Pooling on the marble floor in dark, spreading puddles and it smelled refreshing. It was one thing I loved about Thorne.This was his signature.Always making a statement. Always showing everyone exactly who held the power here.I kept my face neutral as my eyes scanned the room, taking in the scene—council members looking shell-shocked, guards standing at attention with their hands on their weapons, and there, in the center of it all, was Thorne himself.Covered in blood. Holding court like some ancient king after a battle.The bodies were already being dragged away, but I could see the remains. Two men. Executed brutally, publicly, and without mercy.My jaw tightened, but I forced myself to smile. To play the role I'd come here to play."Alpha King Thorne," I said, my voice steady. "I came as soon as I heard. I'm devastated by this trag

Chapter 93: The LetterTHORNEThe moment Dante said Nathan's name, everything clicked into place.The dead wolves. The attacks. They'd been waiting for my wedding to infiltrate.It wasn't random. It was never random.Nathan had been planning this. Orchestrating it. Playing us all like pieces on a chessboard.And I'd been too distracted—too focused on Aveline, on the wedding, on claiming what was mine—to see it coming.Fuck.I watched Dante carefully as he spoke, keeping my face neutral. Giving nothing away.His heartbeat was steady. His eyes were clear. And more importantly, his hatred for me was so obvious it practically radiated off him.He wasn't lying. He was genuinely here to warn me.Which meant things were worse than I thought."The child of the Silverthorne bloodline," I repeated, my mind racing behind the careful mask I wore. "Nathan thinks they still exist. That someone out there can forge a new moonstone.""Yes," Dante confirmed. "And he's convinced they're close. Close eno

Chapter 95: Before the StormAVELINE'S POVTwo weeks.It'd been two weeks since the wedding. Since everything changed.I pressed my palms against the shower wall and let the hot water beat down on my shoulders. My muscles ached. Everything ached lately.Christy had been pushing me harder in training. Way harder. I didn't understand why but every session left me barely able to walk. Yesterday she'd made me run laps until I threw up, then made me run more.When I asked her why, she just said, "You need to be stronger."Stronger for what?I closed my eyes and tried to let the water wash away the questions. The confusion. The weird feeling that'd been sitting in my chest for days now.Something was wrong.I didn't know what. Couldn't put my finger on it. But it was there. This heaviness in the air. This tension.And Thorne.God, Thorne.My chest tightened just thinking about him.The past two weeks had been... I didn't even have words for it. After the wedding night—after he'd claimed me