Claimed by the Damned Alpha King のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 181 - チャプター 188

Chapter 182: Unexpected AlliesTHORNE'S POVMorgana was still alive.That was the only thought in my head as I held Aveline, as I felt our daughter moving in her belly, as I realized we'd broken the ritual but hadn't killed the witch who'd caused all of this."We need to finish this," Dante said, appearing beside me. He was covered in blood—most of it not his—and looked ready to drop. "While she's weak. While we have the advantage."He was right. Morgana was on the ground, coughing blood, her shields gone and her magic spent.This was our chance."Stay with Aveline," I told Taylor. "Keep her safe.""Where are you going?" Aveline asked, trying to sit up."To end this," I said simply.I stood and walked toward Morgana, shifting fully to my Lycan form. Eight feet of rage and claws and the absolute need to kill the woman who'd taken so much from us."Go ahead," Morgana said, smiling through the blood. "Kill me. It won't change anything. I still won.""You lost," I said flatly. "Your ritua

Chapter 184: The ExecutionAVELINE'S POVThree days after the battle, they held Morgana's trial.I didn't want to go. Didn't want to see her face ever again. But Thorne said I had to be there, said the Council needed to see that she hadn't broken me.So I went.The Council chamber was packed. Every territory leader who'd fought in the battle was there. Every survivor who'd lost someone. The Dragon King sat in his usual spot, looking tired as hell. The Vampire Lord was there. Even the Fae Queen showed up, though she kept shooting me dirty looks.And in the center of the room, chained with so much magic I could feel it from across the chamber, was Morgana.She looked like shit. Her hair was gray now instead of black. Her skin was pale and covered in burns from where my magic had hit her. But her eyes, her eyes were still full of that crazy hatred."Morgana Ashford," the Dragon King said, his voice echoing through the chamber. "You stand accused of crimes against the supernatural world.

Chapter 186: HealingTHORNE'S POVThe post-war recovery took three weeks.Three weeks of endless meetings about territory boundaries and resource allocation and who owed what to whom. Three weeks of counting our dead and trying to rebuild what Morgana had destroyed.We'd lost over two hundred warriors in the final battle. Two hundred families destroyed. Two hundred funerals to attend.I went to every single one.It was exhausting. Soul-crushing. But necessary.These people had died fighting for us. For our daughter. For the future. The least I could do was show up and honor their sacrifice.Aveline came with me to most of them, her pregnant belly getting bigger every day, her face somber as we listened to grieving families share stories about their dead."This never gets easier, does it?" she asked after the hundredth funeral."No," I admitted. "It doesn't. You just learn to carry the weight better."She nodded, understanding.The Council meetings were somehow worse than the funerals.

Epilogue: Six Months LaterAVELINE'S POVSix months after Aria was born, life was still chaos.But good chaos. The kind I could handle."She's doing it again," Thorne said, appearing in the nursery doorway.I looked at our daughter. She was floating three feet off the ground, giggling like it was the funniest thing in the world."Aria Silverthorne Valek," I said sternly. "We talked about this. No floating until you're at least one."She giggled louder and floated higher."She doesn't listen," Thorne said, but he was smiling."She's six months old," I pointed out. "A YOUNG SHEWOLF, AND AN INCREDIBKY POWERFUL MAGICIAN. She’s already more powerful than most adult wolves. Of course she doesn't listen. She's got Silverthorne magic and Blood Moon stubbornness. We're doomed."I reached up and grabbed her, pulling her back down. She immediately started crying."I know, baby," I said, bouncing her. "Floating is fun. But you're giving mommy a heart attack."She stopped crying and grabbed my hai