Semua Bab STOLEN BY THE MATE I DIDN'T WANT: Bab 61 - Bab 70

Draven crashed back into the room before anyone could react. The Blood Moon’s pull had grown stronger, twisting his instincts beyond anything Liora had seen before. His eyes were fully crimson when he landed on all fours, muscles trembling with aggression. The moment he caught Silver’s scent again, he growled so deeply the walls rattled.Liora immediately stepped in front of Silver. Her grip on the charm tightened. The protective energy flared around her, thin and unstable from the last attempt to restrain him.Draven lunged with full force.She pushed the energy outward. The shield expanded just in time, throwing him back a few feet. He hit the ground, skidding, then rose again with even more fury. The shield flickered in her hands.Her arms shook. Her breathing grew uneven, but she didn’t back down.“Draven, stop,” she said. “He’s our child.”Draven snarled, not understanding any words. His wolf only recognized power—Silver’s divine aura—and the urge to eliminate it.A violent slam

Draven’s wolf crashed through the gates, snapping the iron hinges as if they were thin branches. The courtyard guards jumped aside, unable to stop him. He vanished into the dark forest in seconds, moving with violent speed.Shouts rose behind him as warriors rushed from all directions.“Follow him!”“Don’t get too close!”“Keep distance— he’s unstable!”Kael reached the gates first and stared into the forest. Draven’s trail left deep claw marks in the soil and broken branches scattered in every direction. His aura lingered thick in the air, sharp and erratic.Aldric arrived beside him. “He’s not heading blindly. Something is driving him.”Kael nodded grimly. “I know.”Liora appeared moments later, breathing hard. Mira held Silver close behind her. The child’s barrier flickered weakly from the earlier shockwave.“Where did he go?” Liora asked.Kael pointed into the forest. “He’s fast. Faster than before.”Liora stepped past him. “I’m going after him.”Kael blocked her path. “You’re not

The council hall was already tense when Liora stepped inside with Silver in her arms. The nobles, warriors, and attendants stood in tight groups, whispering about the chaos Draven left behind. The Blood Moon still cast its red glow outside, staining the sky and reminding everyone of the danger they now faced.Selene stood at the center of the hall with two senior nobles beside her. Her posture was rigid, her expression sharp with anger. The moment she saw Liora, her eyes narrowed.“There she is,” Selene said loudly, ensuring her voice echoed across the hall.Conversation stopped instantly. Every head turned. Liora tightened her hold on Silver, staying calm even as fatigue weighed heavily on her body. She had barely recovered from holding Draven back hours earlier.Selene walked toward her with deliberate steps. “You finally show yourself after causing all this damage.”Liora stayed silent for a moment. “My only focus was protecting Draven and my child. Nothing more.”Selene scoffed lo

The chamber door shut behind Liora, and the guards locked it from the outside. The room was small but clean, with a bed, a single chair, and a cradle for Silver. Two guards stood directly outside the door, their shadows visible beneath the threshold. Liora sat on the edge of the bed, holding Silver close as he fed quietly. She kept her breathing steady so he wouldn’t sense her tension.Silver finished feeding and drifted into a light sleep. Liora placed him gently in the cradle and stood beside it, watching him with silent determination. Everything she needed to focus on was in that cradle. Whatever Selene planned, Liora would endure it for her child.Minutes passed. Then footsteps approached.The door unlocked.Selene stepped inside with two attendants behind her. She dismissed them with a wave, and they closed the door from the outside. Selene faced Liora with a pleasant expression that didn’t match the sharp edge in her eyes.“I came to check on you,” Selene said. “It must be overw

Outside the palace walls, the warriors spread out across the surrounding forest, their movements precise but cautious. Each step they took was calculated, careful not to disturb the terrain too much, though the signs Draven left behind were impossible to ignore. The ground bore the deep impressions of his claws, and the underbrush was torn and bent in ways that suggested the raw power behind each movement. Every broken branch and snapped twig screamed of his presence, though none dared approach him directly. Draven was no longer merely a man; he was a predator under the influence of the Blood Moon, a wolf driven by instinct and fury.Kael and a group of trackers examined the path he had taken. “His energy is increasing,” Kael said, voice low but tense. “Every step he takes, the forest feels it. He’s getting stronger and more violent.”One of the younger scouts hesitated. “Should we… follow him?”Kael shook his head. “We track, but we do not engage. Not yet. This is not a normal wolf.