Lahat ng Kabanata ng Prophecy Of The Lycan Queen: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

The vision shattered like glass, and Callie gasped, stumbling backward. Her hands flew out to catch herself, and they hit the solid fabric of her tent wall. It felt real. She was back.Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath, her mind still reeling from what she'd just seen. The darkness. Korran's voice commanding her to kneel. And Damon… fading away behind that barrier, screaming her name while she stayed frozen on her knees like some obedient puppet."No," she whispered to the empty tent, shaking her head hard. "No, that's not… that's not going to happen."But even as she said it, doubt crept in like poison. Because she had knelt, hadn't she? In the vision, when Korran told her to kneel, her body had obeyed without hesitation. What if it wasn't just a vision? What if it was a warning? A glimpse of what was coming?"There's no way," Callie said, her voice firmer now, trying to convince herself. "There is no way I would choose him over Damon. I don't care how much Damon hurt

The camp erupted into chaos.Dazzle was the first to transform fully, her body expanding and growing until she towered over everyone else, a massive beast of muscle and fur. She reached down and grabbed the nearest rogue, lifting him like he weighed nothing, and threw him across the camp. The rogue hit a tree with a sickening crack and didn't get back up."Come on!" Dazzle roared, her voice deeper and more guttural in her transformed state. "Who's next?"Two more rogues charged at her, but she caught them both, one in each massive hand, and flung them away like they were frisbees. They sailed through the air, crashing into tents and supplies, scattering Korran's camp into disarray."Hell yeah!" Leo shouted from across the battlefield, his own eyes glowing as he shifted into warrior mode. His movements became faster, more precise, every strike calculated for maximum damage. He spun and caught a rogue with a backhand that sent the man spinning to the ground. "That's what I'm talking abo

Korran hit the ground hard. The impact from Callie’s fire hadn’t just thrown him back… it had driven the breath from his lungs, cracked the earth beneath him, and left smoke curling off his coat. For a split second, the battlefield went quiet around him, like the world itself was holding its breath.He didn’t move.Damon skidded to a stop a few feet away, chest heaving, claws half-extended. His eyes were wild, locked on Korran’s body.“Get up,” Damon growled hoarsely. “Get up and finish this.”Korran coughed. It was wet. Painful. His fingers twitched against the dirt, then curled slowly into a fist.“Oh,” he said, voice rough but amused. “You sound disappointed.”Damon took a step forward. “I said--”“Damon!” Autumn shouted from behind him. “Callie’s down!”That name snapped something in him.Damon’s head whipped around. Callie lay crumpled where she’d fallen, her body unnaturally still, fire gone, hair spread across the ground like spilled ink.“No,” Damon breathed.He started towar

Damon stood by the window, his arms crossed over his chest, watching as the healers moved around Callie's bed with practiced efficiency. They worked in near silence, cleaning the dirt and blood from her skin, checking her wounds, applying salves that smelled of herbs and something medicinal he couldn't name."Careful with her arm," he said when one of the healers lifted Callie's left side to change the bandages.The healer, a middle-aged woman with gray streaking through her dark hair, glanced at him with patient eyes. "We're being careful, Alpha. I promise.""I know, I just--" Damon ran a hand through his hair, cutting himself off. "Sorry. Continue."He resumed his pacing, moving from the window to the foot of the bed and back again, unable to stand still. It was driving him crazy, seeing Callie like this… so still, so pale, lying there unconscious while the healers dressed her in clean clothes and arranged her on the bed like she was dead.But she wasn't dead. She was breathing. He

Few Years AgoThe garden was Autumn's favorite place in the entire palace. She loved the way the roses twisted around the stone arches, how the jasmine smelled in the afternoon sun, and the quiet hum of bees moving from flower to flower. Today, she was picking daisies, her basket already half full of white and yellow blooms.She had just awakened her lycan a few weeks ago, and everything felt different now. Sharper. More alive. The colors were brighter, the scents stronger, and there was this constant hum of energy just beneath her skin, like lightning waiting to strike.Autumn reached for another daisy when the hairs on the back of her neck stood up. Someone was watching her.She turned slowly, her eyes scanning the garden until she spotted them near the fountain. Damon and Korran, running around like wild animals, whacking each other with stick swords and laughing so loud the whole palace could probably hear them."Take that!" Damon shouted, swinging his stick.Korran dodged easily,