บททั้งหมดของ Prophecy Of The Lycan Queen: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Callie immediately scooted away from Leo, scrambling off him and putting distance between them. Leo sat up slowly, a look of genuine fear written across his face. He had no idea what to expect from Damon in that moment, all he could do was accept whatever fate was coming his way."That's not what it looked like," Callie spoke quickly, and she was the only one with the guts to smile in the room right now. She tried to make her tone light, casual, like this was all just a funny misunderstanding."Really?" Damon's voice was dangerously soft. "Because it looked like my mate was moaning, half-naked, on top of the sentinel.""I wasn't moaning!" Callie gasped, her face flushing red. "I was training! That's what we do down here… we train!"Leo pressed his lips together tightly, keeping silent. There was no explaining their way out of this. Not when Damon looked like that. Not when his alpha pheromones were still flooding the room, making it hard to breathe.Damon took another step forward, hi

Callie was taking a walk in a beautiful garden with Damon, both of them laughing hard at whatever story he had just finished telling. The sound of their shared laughter echoed through the space, light and carefree. The garden was stunning with rows upon rows of different flowers in every color imaginable, their petals bright and healthy under warm sunlight.Callie kept stopping to admire them, bending down to pick the ones she particularly liked. She gathered a small bouquet in her hands… purple lavender, white jasmine, pink roses, each one more beautiful than the last.She spotted another flower a few feet away, a stunning blue one she had never seen before. She walked over and bent down to pluck it, but something else caught her eye.A fine stone lay in the soil, smooth and polished, glinting in the light. Callie reached to pick it up, but then she noticed something strange. There was writing in the dirt beside it, words that looked like they had been scratched out with a stick or

Callie came back with Damon feeling exhilarated. It was one of the most exciting rides she had ever experienced… not just the horseback journey through the wilderness, but the transformation, the run through the forest, discovering that ancient hall. It felt like she had done her morning exercises and then some, her body pleasantly tired but energized at the same time.She and Damon walked up the grand staircase together, their footsteps echoing softly in the quiet house. They were already halfway up the round, turning stairs when Autumn appeared, walking down toward them from the other direction."Oh, Autumn!" Callie called out, wanting to tell her about the shattered necklace, about the ancient hall, about everything they had discovered.But the moment she opened her mouth, everything blurred out.The stairwell disappeared. The walls, the steps, Damon beside her… all of it vanished like smoke.Suddenly Callie found herself kneeling on cold stone. Her hands were bound tightly behind

“The whole pack is looking for you." Amira said, terrified. "Your family is in danger.""What?" Callie's voice came out strangled. "No, no, no. They wouldn't do that. We have to go there now!"She was already moving, her body turning toward the direction of her family's house, but Amira grabbed her arm."Yeah, but where is Damon?" Amira asked urgently. "We can't go there alone, Callie. It's dangerous. There are too many of them."Callie turned back toward the direction of the mansion. They would not be able to get anyone there in time. Her family needed help now.She closed her eyes and tried to reach Damon through the mate bond… the connection she had felt between them before. She reached out mentally, searching for that thread that would let her communicate with him.But it felt like she hit a wall. A blockage. It was like something was actively preventing the connection from forming.Callie frowned, confused. Did the mind link only work from his side? She tried again, pushing harde

The night air hung thick and heavy around them, pressing down like a weight. Damon stood beside Alpha Leinad outside the imperial house, his tall frame rigid, his jaw clenched so tight it ached. The moon hung fat and bright overhead, spilling silver light across the grounds until every blade of grass, every stone in the pathway seemed to glow. It was beautiful. Peaceful. The kind of night that should have brought calm.But there was no calm in Damon's chest.Alpha Leinad shifted beside him, his boots scraping against the gravel as he turned to face Damon more fully. The older man's face was lined with worry, his eyes shadowed despite the brightness of the moon. He bowed his head, just slightly, the gesture carrying weight. Respect. Maybe even guilt."My men are out now," Leinad said, his voice low and steady. "I can promise you that. Her house will be guarded. Every one of those posters will be removed. The rumors will be cleared, and everything will return as it was." He paused, dra