Todos los capítulos de The Lycan’s Tribute: Claimed By My Foster Brothers: Capítulo 141 - Capítulo 150

Chapter One Hundred and FortyKade's POVThe approval from the council had meant nothing until there was blood on the ground. Words were just sounds. What mattered was action, and I had learned long ago that action was something I was willing to take while other people were still deciding if they should think about it.By the next morning, I had scouts moving. Every road that led toward the forbidden land had eyes on it. Every village near the route was being watched. I wanted them found before they could disappear completely into the ruins, before they could become stories instead of criminals.The first report arrived before noon. A scout had found tracks near a stream, heading west. Another one said a farmer had seen them, three men and a woman, moving through his fields at dusk. I felt something move in my chest, that small tightening that came when I was getting close to something.Then I read the next dispatch. By the time the soldiers arrived, they were gone.I read the reports

Kaelen's POVI could not feel my legs. That was the first thing I understood when I started understanding anything at all. The soldiers were dragging me, and my boots were scraping against the stone, and I was trying to make my body cooperate with what my mind was telling it to do, but there was a disconnection somewhere. My head was floating. My side was screaming something that did not quite qualify as words.Ahead of me, I could see Rylan and Torin. Their hands were bound behind their backs, and they were being shoved toward a corridor that was darker than what seemed physically possible. I tried to move faster, tried to catch up, tried to do anything that would have changed what was happening.Then I heard Aurelia screaming.It was not just noise. It was her voice, and it meant she was still alive, still fighting, still refusing whatever was being done to her. I opened my mouth to call out to her, but my voice came out as something that was barely a croak, barely a human sound.So

Torin's POVThe corridor swallowed sound. My boots on the stone were the only thing moving in this part of the pack house, and I kept my footsteps soft anyway, an old habit from learning to hide. A patrol turned the corner ahead. I slipped into a storeroom that smelled like old leather and dust, and counted their breaths as they passed.Kade had rebuilt this place like he was rebuilding himself, new walls where the old ones had been, passages that did not exist before. Everything seemed displaced and somewhat wrong. I pressed my back against the shelving and waited until their voices faded into the lower levels before I moved again.The pack house was a maze now, and I was moving through it on memory and instinct. My hand stayed on the blade Kai had given me. My eyes stayed on the shadows.Corvus's chambers was on the third level, in the section of the house that Kade had not bothered to renovate. That was luck, or maybe it was strategy, Corvus keeping himself in the old spaces where

Aurelia's POVThe iron door scraped open with a sound like something dying. Guards grabbed me under the arms and shoved me forward. My feet stumbled on the threshold. The chains around my wrists caught light and threw it across the stone.The ritual chamber stopped my breath.It was enormous. The ceiling disappeared into shadow so high that the torches could not reach it. Every wall held flame, dozens of them, maybe more, creating a landscape of moving light and darkness. In the center of the room sat an altar made of black stone. Symbols covered its surface, carved so deep they looked like wounds. Some of them I recognized from my nightmares. Some of them I recognized from things Kaelen had warned me about, back when we thought we had time to prepare for danger.Kade stood beside the altar with his hands clasped in front of him. His smile was the kind of smile that belonged on a corpse, not on a living face.Aldric was standing near a table. On it lay a silver blade that caught the t

Aurelia's POVThe chamber became a warzone in the space of a heartbeat.Aldric's magic filled the air, not just blue light but something more complex, something that moved like it was alive. It struck the stone walls and left burns that spread like living things, blackening the surface. Kaelen had gone down early. A blast had caught him across the head and he had fallen, his body sliding across the floor until it came to rest against one of the pillars. He was not moving.Rylan was still fighting. He was alone out there, dodging left and right, his blade raised, trying to close the distance between himself and Aldric while Aldric kept throwing magic at him like he was throwing furniture. Every time Rylan got close, Aldric would step back and throw another blast. Every time Rylan dodged, Aldric would laugh.Kade and Lyra were still on the ground near the far wall. Kade was trying to push himself up but his arms were shaking. Lyra was not moving at all."Come on," Rylan was shouting at