All Chapters of Reborn for the Lycan king : Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

Darren’s POVI turned sharply, wondering who it might be.Then Ronan stepped out of the shadows.The moonlight caught the edge of his grin, calm, confident, and a little too pleased with himself. His coat was unbuttoned, his hair slightly disheveled, like he’d just walked away from something that had bled.Elara’s eyes widened in surprise, then narrowed. “You’re late.”He shrugged. “I had something important to finish.”There was a strange chill in his tone, something that made even Marv pause halfway through wiping the blood from his knuckles.Then Aria’s voice broke through the silence. It was hoarse, but sharp and cutting through the smoke and the flames.“Ronan, you.. you are in this with them?” Oh, our Luna was awake. He looked at her. For a second, I thought he might pretend not to hear, but he smiled instead that slow, condescending smile that didn’t reach his eyes.“You shouldn’t look so surprised, Luna,” he said smoothly. “You’ve always been too clever for your own good. Did

Darren’s POVI hissed, walking closer to her. “Watch him closely,” I muttered.She frowned. “Why? He’s arrogant, yes, but he’s useful.”“For now,” I said quietly. “But not after the ritual.”Her brow furrowed slightly, but she didn’t ask. I led her a few paces away, to where the fire’s glow faded and the dark swallowed us.“You didn’t tell him about the ritual’s true power,” she said softly. “Why is that?”“Of course not,” I said. “Do you think I’m an idiot?”Her gaze lingered on me, half-admiring, half-fearful. “If he knew that performing the Rite of Dominion doesn’t just grant control of one pack, but every bloodline, he’d not want it to happen as that will also make him to be under me.”I explained, my eyes narrowing toward where Ronan stood with his back to us. “He’d want to take it. And we can’t risk that.”Elara folded her arms, her voice lowering to a whisper. “So what do you plan to do?”I turned toward her, the flicker of the fire outlining her face. “We finish the ritual

Darren’s POVI said, but she didn’t answer. She just stood there, staring into the flames, her expression torn between fascination and fear.Behind us, the night whispered, a breeze shifting through the trees, or maybe just the sound of something waiting to break.Our plan was in motion, the poison was ready and the betrayal sealed. Yes, the plan was simple, but I wanted it to blend in with the celebration because no one suspects betrayal in the middle of a toast.“Call for another round,” I ordered as we all went back inside, tossing my empty glass into the dirt. The sound of shattering crystal echoed through the half-lit house like a victory cry. Marv grinned, always eager for an excuse to drink. “You heard the boss!” he barked, already heading to the crates near the fireplace. “Bring out the good stuff! Let’s have fun!”Kellen followed, dragging two bottles of aged whiskey and a jug of moon brew. The firelight caught the glass, painting the walls in gold and red. The night outsid

Darren’s POV I paced, running a hand through my hair. The sound of the clock ticking in the corner suddenly felt like a countdown.“This can’t be happening,” I muttered. “Why is the universe walking against us!”Elara moved closer, her tone calm but edged. “They couldn’t have gone far. There were footprints heading into the woods. Broken branches, fresh tracks. And if that was Derek’s blood, it means he was injured and that'll slow them down.”I stopped pacing, my eyes narrowing. “They’re probably heading for the pack, or Eros pack.”She nodded. “That’s what I think too.”I hissed between my teeth. “If she gets there, if they even speak to anyone before we get them, then everything we’ve worked for is gone.”Marv swallowed hard on nothing. “What do you want us to do now?”I turned slowly, my vision sharpening with purpose. “What do you think?” My voice dropped, low and dangerous. “We need to go find them.”Kellen nodded, straightening. “We can track them, their scent trail’s still f

Aria’s POVWe started moving again, slower this time, careful. Each step sent pain flaring up my legs, but I gritted my teeth and kept going. The forest floor was uneven, roots catching at our feet, branches clawing at our clothes. Behind us, the sound of shouts echoed faintly. They were still looking for us. Derek cursed under his breath. “Let’s walk faster.”I tried, but my body was failing me. “Derek, if they catch us..”“They won’t.”“How can you be sure?”He glanced over his shoulder, eyes blazing. “Because I won’t let them.”We stumbled into a small area, moonlight spilling over us. He led me to a patch of grass beneath a leaning pine and helped me sit.“Let’s stay here for just a minute,” he said softly. “We both need to breathe.”I leaned back against the trunk, my chest heaving. My whole body shook. The pain in my wrists, the throbbing in my head, all blended into one long ache.For a moment, we said nothing. The night was too still now, too fragile. I could hear my own pu