Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Last White Wolf & Her Chosen Kings: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

Auren POVTraining was just a backdrop. The real battle was curiosity.And unfortunately for Draken, I’m pathologically incapable of shutting the fuck up when something interests me.I wasn’t subtle about it either.“So… are the horns just for show or do they serve a purpose?” I asked casually, dodging a swipe from a shadow beast and lunging in with my dagger.Draken sighed like a man being interviewed by a toddler with a death wish. “Depends on the demon. Mine are ornamental now. Used to be weapons.”“Did you file them down?”“No, they retract.” He shifted his neck and sure enough, the shadows shimmered around his skull and the faint outline of horn ridges pulsed. “Happy?”“Fascinated, actually.”He groaned. I didn’t stop.“So the mate bond,” I started, slashing through one of the weaker constructs, “you feel it?”Draken tensed. Just slightly. Just enough.“Of course I fucking feel it.”“But demons don’t usually...”“We don’t get them. Doesn’t mean we don’t feel them,” he cut in. “It

Daeira POVThe door slammed with a finality that echoed through my chest like a goddamn war drum.Click. Lock engaged.I barely made it to the edge of the bed before the sob ripped through me.I screamed into the mattress, my fists clutching the blankets like they could hold me together. I shook, my body curled in on itself like if I could just get small enough, maybe the betrayal wouldn’t feel so fucking deep.He lied. Auren fucking lied. And not just to me, to all of us. But mostly to me. To me.I gave him my fucking virginity.My soul trusted his. My wolf bowed to his wings. He got my firsts, my lips, my moans, my trembling thighs, my trust...and now?Now he was just another goddamn man who broke something precious and didn’t even blink.Lunaryn was silent.Silent.That... hurt more than I expected.She was always in my head, even when she was bitchy or cackling or too horny for her own good. But now? Just this vast, aching nothing. I didn’t know who I was more mad at, Auren or mys

Auren POVThe last body hit the ground with a thud, and silence rolled in, thick and heavy like storm clouds before the lightning. My hands were still glowing faintly, wings half spread, blood dripping from the tips of my feathers. I stared down at the wreckage.Dead. All of them. And we didn’t even break a sweat.“Fuck,” I muttered.Draken let out a low whistle, stretching like this was just another Tuesday. “Gotta say, your holy smite game is nasty. You almost outshined me.”“Don’t.”He raised an eyebrow. “Don’t what?”“Don’t joke. Don’t act like this was just cleanup. I fucked up, Draken. I left. I let her think I didn’t care, like she meant nothing, like our bond was just… just some celestial accident.”“Dramatic much?” he snorted, but his eyes weren’t mocking. Just tired. Understanding. “You didn’t leave because you didn’t care. You left because you thought you weren’t worthy."“And look what it got us.” I motioned to the bodies. “The Council knows now. They know I’m here. A fall

Daeira POVThe moon was high, glowing like a blade above the keep as I strode through the war corridor flanked by my men. My steps were steady, even though inside I felt like a dam ready to fucking burst.We reached the outer strategy hall, where Beta Aryanna stood over a massive map table, Gamma Hartfell stood beside her, arms crossed and eyes sharp. Both looked up the moment I entered.“Update,” I ordered.Aryanna stepped forward, her tone crisp. “Scouts are doubled. We’ve got a rotating outer patrol now, and our detection grid is ranging five hundred yards past the outermost wards.”I blinked. “Five hundred?”She nodded. “Yeah. Thanks to your blood magic and the witches’ precision, the detection grid is five times what it was. If anything breathes out there, we’ll know.”Voss added, “Castle and village entry points are being reinforced now. No one gets in or out without full identification.”I nodded slowly, trying to let that settle. “Good. That’s good.” My voice was steady, but m

Draken POVWell… fuck.The bond was real.I stood there staring at her, goddess, warrior, wildfire in a woman's skin, and I felt her. Not just physically. I felt her soul. It was like having a damn sun flare inside my chest. Warm. Blinding. Eternal.Every breath she took echoed in my bones.She sat up on the edge of the bed, her cheeks flushed, legs wobbling a little, hair a complete fucking mess. My mess.She glanced over her shoulder at me and froze. “Why are you looking at me like that?”I blinked. Because damn.She was glowing. Literally. Her skin shimmered like stardust, and I was half tempted to throw her back down and test this new bond again just to see if it got brighter.“I can’t stop staring at you,” I muttered, yanking on my pants and regretting covering up. “It’s the bond. Or you're just that hot. Probably both.”She giggled like a fucking goddess and tossed me my shirt. “Focus, demon boy. We have dinner.”Right. Dinner.But holy hell, I could feel them all.I paused mid