Todos los capítulos de The Lycan’s Tribute: Claimed By My Foster Brothers: Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 130

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-OneKade's POVSleep had decided it wasn't coming, which I accepted around the second hour of lying in the dark with nothing in sight. The halls of the pack house at this hour had their own thing to them, the torches burned low and far apart, the stone cold underfoot. I walked around without a destination in mind which wasn't something I did often enough to be comfortable at it.I heard them before I saw them.Near the garden corridor, voices, speaking in low tones, the cadence of a conversation that didn't want to be overheard. I slowed down without deciding to. Pressed back against the wall at the corner and turned to check who it was. Lyra. And Corvus, leaning toward her slightly, his grey head bent, his hands moving in the quiet emphatic way of someone making a point they needed the other person to receive correctly.I couldn't make out the words. The distance was too far to get anything, the stone eating the sound before it could get to where I

Aurelia's POVThe guards moved the way guards moved when they'd been told to move, with blunt and committed energy. Rylan stepped forward to meet the first one, his voice cutting across the chamber. "You'll regret this decision." He said it directly to Kade, not to the guard, his eyes finding the head of the table over the approaching bodies. "Whatever you think you're building here, you'll regret it.""Cold comfort from a cell," Torin said, coming up on Rylan's right, his voice low and carrying no heat whatsoever, which somehow made it land harder.Kade's face did something then, a brief, involuntary tightening that he got back under control in the time it takes to blink, but I was watching and I saw it.Before he could answer, one of the elders at the far end of the table was on his feet, his face the colour of a man whose blood pressure had been making poor decisions. "They dare threaten the Alpha!" His voice cracked with it. "After breaking sacred law, after lying to this counci

Kade's POVThey walked in like they belonged there, which I had to respect even while it annoyed the hell out of me.All four of them. Kaelen first, unhurried, face giving nothing away, with Kaelen, I'd never been sure which. Rylan behind him, doing his exit-mapping thing the second he cleared the door, eyes touching every corner like he was already planning the part where he left. Torin, quiet, arms loose at his sides. And then Aurelia, spine straight, chin up, wearing the expression of someone who had made peace with something before walking through a door and had walked through it anyway.I watched them take their seats."Nice of you to come," I said.None of them said anything. Kaelen looked at me. Rylan looked at the table. I called the meeting to order.The first part went the way I'd planned, the law, the precedent, the ancient prohibition on Drakos, all of it laid out clean so that every elder in the room had the same foundation before I named who'd broken it. They nodded alon

Kade's POVThe council chamber looked like a mini battlefield.Broken chairs scattered across the stone floor. Papers everywhere, some of them still drifting off the edges of the overturned table like they hadn't gotten the message yet that the meeting was over. There was a smear of blood near the far wall that nobody had touched, dark and dried at the edges, with servants stepping around it carefully like it might have opinions about being cleaned up.I stood at the head of the table and watched them work.My face was calm. My hands, locked together behind his back, were not."Clear the room," I said, not looking at anyone in particular and meaning everyone in the room at once. A servant near the window froze mid-step. "Everything. Every broken piece, every scattered paper, every chair that isn't standing where it belongs. I want this room to be clean before morning."The servant unfroze and moved faster."The wounded," I said next, turning his head toward the guard captain standing

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-NineAurelia's POVWe stood in the wreckage of the alchemist's hut and nobody spoke for a while.The broken jars. The scattered herbs. The overturned furniture sitting where it had fallen like it had given up. None of it told us what we needed to know, where she had gone, who had come for her, whether she'd left on her own or been pulled out. The silence sitting in that room had weight to it, the kind that came with questions that had nowhere to go.Kaelen's face was pale. His jaw was tight,too tight. He finally spoke."We can't stay here," he said, his voice coming out hollow. He turned toward the door, one hand finding the frame. "The settlement inn. That's where we go." He looked back at us over his shoulder. "We need rest, food, and we need to find out what people in this settlement know. We can't do any of that standing in this room."Nobody argued.The walk took nearly two days.We stayed off the main roads, cutting through open fields and narrow