บททั้งหมดของ Bonded To The Alpha God of War : บทที่ 231 - บทที่ 240

THE DAY OF THE SUN FIRE FESTIVALThe day had come.The Sun Fire Festival.For generations, this day has belonged to celebration. It was the day when the sun burned brightest over the mountain lands, when the packs gathered beneath its light to honor strength, renewal, and unity.Bonfires would once have been lit across various packs.Voices would have risen in song. Warriors would have tested their strength in friendly contests while elders spoke of ancient victories beneath the blazing sky.It had always been a day of life.But today… The same sun that once symbolized unity now watched over something far darker.Today, it symbolized war.…The vast Valemoor Plains stretched endlessly beneath the merciless sky.Miles of open land rolled across the horizon, dry golden grass bending restlessly beneath the hot wind. Heat shimmered above the earth, distorting the distant hills.The air itself felt heavy, waiting… Because across that endless field…Two armies were coming.…From the wester

For a brief moment, Lucien said nothing.The wind shifted across the empty stretch of plains between them, sweeping loose dust along the ground and carrying with it the distant echoes of war raging far behind.Steel clashed…Men shouted…The battlefield roared somewhere beyond the horizon of dust and blood.But here… Here there was only silence.Lucien’s gaze lowered slowly, intentionally. His hand moved to the weapon resting at his side. His fingers closed around the hilt.The leather grip creaked softly beneath his tightening hold.And then…SHRING!Steel screamed sharply as Lucien drew his blade.The sound cut through the heavy air. It carried across the empty stretch of plains with a cold promise of death.The weapon gleamed beneath the blazing sun. Its polished edge caught the light and flashed like lightning across the battlefield.Lucien lifted the blade slightly, testing its balance with the faintest movement of his wrist.His expression remained unchanged, cold and unmoved ev

The two wolves collided.The impact struck the plains like a bolt of thunder. Their massive bodies crashed together with such violent force that the earth beneath them trembled. The sound of bone meeting bone cracked through the battlefield.Dust exploded upwards in violent spirals. Claws tore through the hardened ground. Fangs snapped through the air with the promise of blood.For a single heartbeat, the world seemed to shake beneath the weight of two Alphas colliding.Lucien moved first.His enormous black form surged forward with terrifying speed, far too fast for something so massive. Power rolled through his muscles.His paw came down. Not a strike… No! A falling mountain.BOOM!The blow slammed into Riven’s shoulder with bone-rattling force. The sound echoed across the plains.Riven’s body was hurled sideways, skidding violently across the dirt. His claws ripped deep trenches into the earth as he fought to stop the momentum, soil spraying behind him in long violent streaks.For

Lucien’s wolf roared in fury as Riven charged towards him.The enormous beast thrashed violently against the roots binding him, muscles straining with terrifying strength. The ground trembled beneath the force of his struggle. But the vines held.They tightened mercilessly, anchoring him to the earth.Riven lunged forward. And drove the spear deep into Lucien’s side.The weapon pierced between the ribs with brutal force, plunging deep into the vital flesh beneath the wolf’s shoulder.Lucien’s roar exploded across the plains.A sound of rage, of pain. And of something far worse.Then!... The spear vanished. It dissolved into dark smoke, dispersing into the air as if it had never existed. Only the wound remained… A deep, fatal puncture hidden beneath the black fur. Dark blood began to pour from Lucien’s side.Seryna lowered her hand. The roots binding Lucien loosened.Slowly, they withdrew from his massive body, slipping back into the torn earth.Lucien staggered.The enormous wolf str

His eyes opened… White. Endless… blinding white stretched in every direction, swallowing the world whole. There was no sky above him. No earth beneath him. No horizon to define where anything began… or ended. Just nothingness.Lucien did not move at first.For a single, suspended moment, even his breath seemed to hesitate… caught somewhere between life and whatever lay beyond it.Then slowly… he inhaled.Air filled his lungs… steady, real. He pushed himself up. His body obeyed without resistance, without strain. His boots touched down… And met something solid.Lucien stilled…There was no ground. No texture beneath his feet, no dust, no stone, no earth to anchor him. And yet… It held him.His frown deepened.Something wasn’t right.His body should have been screaming. There should have been pain. The tearing agony of flesh pierced open… the crushing weight of blood loss… the suffocating weakness of death closing in.But there was nothing… Nothing at all.His hand moved sharply to his