Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Last White Wolf & Her Chosen Kings: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

Daiera POVThe second we stepped into the dining hall, the noise dropped like someone had cut the sound with a blade. All eyes snapped to us, or rather, to me in my golden and purple gown, my mates flanking me like we were gods they’d slaughter the world for.Tarin let out a sharp whistle from across the room. “Damn, Dee! Trying to kill us all before breakfast?”Heat rushed to my cheeks and I shot her a glare, and she only grinned wider. Behind me, Draken’s smirk was pure menace, Kael’s jaw flexed like he was two seconds from punching someone, and Auren… well, Auren looked ready to fan himself dramatically. Riven strutted as if we owned the place, because in a way, we did.Murmurs rippled through the hall, a mix of awe, jealousy, and respect. My mates took their time sitting, and I swore Draken deliberately pulled out my chair so my skirts swished just to make half the soldiers choke on their food.Breakfast was a hectic blend of teasing, stolen bites from each other’s plates, and Riv

Daeira POVWe rode at a slow trot, letting the chill morning breeze wake us as much as the strong tea I’d gulped before saddling up. I didn’t actually know this stretch of land, none of us did. I’d never been allowed to roam when I was caged at Bloodmark, and Auren and Draken looked at the wilderness like it was a riddle instead of a map.I stroked my mare’s neck and murmured, “You’re so pretty today. Who’s my brave girl, hm?” Her ears flicked back in pleasure as I fed her an apple chunk from my palm. The juice dribbled down my fingers, but I didn’t care.Auren was beside me, chatting animatedly to his horse like they were best friends who hadn’t seen each other in a decade.“See? You are magnificent,” he told the gelding proudly as if he personally raised him from colt to champion. “She doesn’t appreciate you properly, but I do.”Draken snorted. His giant black warhorse stomped a hoof, and he patted its shoulder with surprising gentleness. “Beast likes me because I don’t baby talk it

Daeira POVWe’d barely stepped back through the keep doors when Kael and Riven appeared, still in their disguise spells, looking smug and battle high from their recon mission. That smugness melted the instant Elvie peeked out from behind my skirts.Riven’s grin nearly split his face. “Uh, WHAT IS THIS TINY CREATURE AND CAN I KEEP HER?”Kael actually beamed, looking a little stunned. “We leave for five minutes...” he muttered, dropping to one knee and offering Elvie a hand. “Hi, pup. I’m Kael. You’re safe with us.”“She’s ours now,” I told them, my voice thick with pride. Their matching looks of pure joy damn near split me in two. Velwyn shooed us toward the stairs, wiping at her eyes. “Come now, loveys, her room’s being readied.”We led Elvie down the hall to the suite adjoining ours. I stopped in front of the door, grinning wickedly at the ceiling.“Alright, keep,” I said loudly. “Up for a little fun?”The hallway lights flickered in answer. Elvie’s eyes went saucer wide. I crouched

Kade Bloodmark POVRoach’s voice kept looping inside my skull like a devil’s mantra: They’re weak. They’re old. It’s your time now.I sat at the dining table beside Saria pretending to be calm, my elbows on polished mahogany, while my parents, Alpha Marik and Luna Danika, laughed over their wine goblets. Their plates were full of roast, potatoes, gravy, and the poison I’d personally stirred in.Roach leaned against the doorway, his arms loosely crossed and his eyes gleaming with that coiled snake readiness. Now or never, he had said. I lifted my fork to my lips, and looked across the table at Saria. She gave a tiny, vicious nod.Showtime.“So,” I said casually, turning to my father, “I’m ready to take over the pack.”He barked a laugh so loud the silverware rattled. “You? Lead my wolves? Pup, you haven’t earned shit!”My mother sipped her wine and sneered. “Neither of you are ready. You’d ruin everything we built.”They laughed at me. Mocked me. Right up until their throats began to c

Kade Bloodmark POVI thought I was ready for war.Thought I was built for it, born from power, forged in brutality, and destined to rule through fear. I’d waited my whole life for this moment, standing at the head of thirty thousand wolves, armor gleaming, the Bloodmark crest burning red across my chest. Every heartbeat in my pack thudded in rhythm with mine, tethered by the bond of blood and magic.I was Alpha. Finally.And yet, the first time I saw her again, Daeira Seralyn, standing behind that radiant ward like a living sun wrapped in a storm, I felt my entire soul fracture.She was a goddess made flesh, wrapped in gold and moonlight, surrounded by monsters who looked ready to tear the world apart for her. Her aura rolled over the battlefield like thunder. The ward behind her pulsed with divine light, alive, connected to the land itself.Garian, my wolf, went wild inside me. “There she is,” he breathed, his voice trembling with awe and agony. “Our moon. Our true Luna.”My knees hi