Semua Bab STOLEN BY THE MATE I DIDN'T WANT: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Weeks passed after Silver’s birth, and the palace began to return to its usual rhythm. The sound of celebration had faded, replaced by the soft echoes of daily duties — guards changing shifts, servants moving through corridors, and the gentle coos of the newborn heir echoing from the Luna’s chambers.Liora had started to find a routine. Each morning, she rose early to feed Silver, guided by the healers’ careful instructions. The baby was calm most of the time, but there were moments when his silver eyes glowed faintly, and the air around him seemed to change. The healers avoided speaking about it directly, but their worried glances said enough.Draven had become busier since the child’s birth. He spent most of his hours in the war chamber, meeting with Kael and the border guards. Rumors of old enemies moving beyond the northern mountains made him restless. Every evening, he returned late, smelling of rain and metal, his shoulders tense.Liora tried not to complain. She understood his

The morning after the feast, the palace was quiet. Most guests were still asleep, and the servants moved carefully through the halls, cleaning up what was left from the long night of celebration.Liora woke early. Silver was in his cradle beside her, sleeping peacefully. His tiny chest rose and fell with each breath. She brushed a hand over his silver hair and smiled faintly.There was a knock at the door. “Come in,” she said softly.Alpha Tame stepped inside. His steps were slow but steady. His eyes brightened when he saw the child. “So this is the future of two kingdoms,” he said.Liora stood to greet him. “Papa,” she said warmly. “You’re up early.”He nodded. “Old wolves don’t sleep much.” He moved closer to the cradle, looking down at Silver. For a moment, the hard lines of his face softened. “He looks like both of you. Strong already.”Liora watched as her father reached down, touching the baby’s small hand. Silver stirred but didn’t cry.Tame smiled. “He knows who I am.”Liora l

The announcement of the “Ladies’ Luncheon” spread through Drukbane in a single afternoon. Selene claimed it was a gesture of respect — a formal welcome for Luna Liora into the inner circle of noblewomen. But everyone knew there was tension behind the polite smiles. Some whispered that Selene was trying to reclaim her lost place in the palace, others said she wanted to test the Luna’s strength.When the day came, Liora prepared herself with quiet determination. She dressed simply, choosing not to outshine anyone but also not to appear weak. She fed Silver before handing him to one of the nursemaids, kissed his forehead, and said softly, “Be good for mama.”Draven had been away since dawn, inspecting the southern patrols. Rage and Aric were busy training recruits. Liora knew she was walking into Selene’s trap alone, but she refused to show fear. She had faced worse things than gossiping women.The hall where the luncheon was set looked polished and proper. Long tables were arranged neat

The tension inside Drukbane began to grow in quiet, visible ways. Wolves howled restlessly every night, their cries sharp and uneven. The moon, when it rose, carried a faint red tint that made everyone uneasy. Even the strongest warriors whispered about the Blood Moon returning too soon.Draven had become distant. He spent long hours in the council room but rarely spoke. His eyes looked colder, and his voice carried less patience. He dismissed several meetings halfway through, handing his responsibilities to Selene. “You handle it,” he said one morning, his tone firm. “You’ve studied the council’s affairs long enough.”Selene bowed gracefully, hiding the satisfaction that flickered in her eyes. “As you wish, my Alpha.”From that day, Draven stayed away from Liora. He did not visit her chambers, nor did he attend Silver’s morning blessings. He worked from his study or trained alone in the yard. When Aric tried to talk to him about his behavior, Draven brushed it aside, saying he needed

Aldric began the training two nights after their first meeting. He arrived through the hidden passage behind the library, wearing the same old robe and carrying a small leather satchel filled with stones, herbs, and parchment. Mira followed him, carrying a bowl of silver dust mixed with water.Liora waited inside the chamber with a steady look. She had not slept well since the vision returned — flashes of Draven’s eyes glowing red and chains breaking around him. She didn’t tell him about the lessons or the dream. He was already restless, spending long hours patrolling and avoiding the tension that grew in the air.Aldric placed the satchel on the table. “You must learn to feel energy before you can control it,” he said. “The balance between light and dark is already inside you. It is the same balance your mate struggles to keep.”Liora nodded. “How do I start?”“Sit,” Aldric said. “Place your hand over this stone.” He handed her a flat crystal that gave off a faint pulse. “Breathe slo