Todos los capítulos de The Lycan’s Tribute: Claimed By My Foster Brothers: Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 120

Aurelia's POVWe found a corner of the ruins where the air was slightly less determined to kill us and collectively decided that was good enough.I dropped against the wall and let it hold me up. My arms had graduated from burning to something past burning that didn't have a good word yet. Across from me, Torin was pressing folded cloth against Rylan's forearm with the focused expression of a man who had done this before and was annoyed about having to do it again."How bad?" I asked, nodding at Rylan's arm."Fine," Rylan said, his jaw set."It needs pressure," Torin said, over him, pressing harder, which made Rylan's jaw go tighter. "It'll close. He's had worse."Kade's men sat in a cluster at the edge of our makeshift shelter, checking weapons, speaking in voices too low to carry. The scarred woman had a cut above her eyebrow she was ignoring with impressive commitment. The broad man with the scarred chin was sharpening his blade like the last hour had been a personal insult he inte

Aurelia's POVThe heart chamber was exactly as horrible as everything leading up to it had suggested it would be.Black vines covered every surface, walls, ceiling, the broken remains of whatever this room had once been, thick and pulsing with that slow, breathing rhythm that made your eyes want to look somewhere else. A mist crawled across the floor, ankle-deep, cold enough that I felt it through my boots. And in the center of it all, a mass of residue the size of a cart wheel, beating like something's heart. We spread out automatically, blades up, torches high, everyone doing their own rapid inventory of how bad this was."Right," I said, mostly to myself.Then the shadow rose.It came up from the center mass slowly, which was almost worse than if it had been fast, taking its time, assembling itself from the dark. It built into something shaped like a person, if a person were made of smoke and bad intentions, its edges bleeding into the air around it. The voice came without a mout

Aurelia's POVThe wraith was winning and it knew it, which made it worse.Aldric's magic sputtered out like a wet candle. Rylan hit the pillar hard enough that the sound of it went through my chest, and he didn't get up. Torin went down next, blood running dark from his temple, his blade skidding across the stone away from his hand. Kade was on one knee, his burning sword doing exactly nothing, his face the colour of old ash.The wraith turned toward me.It didn't have a face. But whatever it had instead was arranged in a way that communicated satisfaction, which I found deeply offensive given the circumstances.My wolf stopped pacing.[Let me lead.] Her voice arrived low and certain, stripped of everything except the fact of it. [Stop fighting me. Let me lead.]I had been fighting her for weeks. The shift, the loss of control, the fear of what happened when she moved faster than I could think. Even though I've gotten better at controlling myself during shifts, the fear still lingered

Aurelia's POVA month out of Drakos and the world had decided to cooperate.The grass came back first, thick and green and aggressively alive, then the trees, small pale buds pushing out along the bare branches until the whole treeline looked like it was done hiding n The stream behind the mansion ran clear enough that I could see the bottom of it, which sounds ordinary but after everything? It wasn't, not after what it had looked like a month ago.I woke up to birds doing their normal, irritating, beautiful thing in the trees outside my window every morning.I had never been so glad to be annoyed by birds in my life.Training with Rylan had become a different thing than it used to be.The shift came fast now, no reaching for it, no fighting the seam of it. My wolf met me at the door every time, coat on. My claws extended on command. I could hold the wolf form for a full hour without slipping, which Kaelen had noted in his notebook along the days. The spirit wolf, however, had her o

Aurelia's POVKaelen came into the library with a letter crumpled in his fist and the expression of a man who had read something twice hoping it would change and it hadn't.We were all there, Rylan with a book he wasn't reading, Torin sharpening a blade he'd already sharpened, me on the window seat doing nothing productive. Kaelen dropped into the chair across from the table and put the crumpled letter on it without flattening it."A contact inside the pack house sent this," he said, his voice stripped down to its bones. "Apparently kade is building a case.Gathering evidence, securing witnesses." He looked at all of us.“What's the case about and who's it against?” Torin asked. "The charge is entering Drakos without Alpha sanction. By ancient pack law, that's treason. Do I need to say who it's against?” Kaelen said, turning to face Torin. Probably trying to see his expression move from curiosity to fury. I stared at him."Tf? We saved the land," I said, my voice coming out flat wit