All Chapters of The Bane And The Alpha Beast: Chapter 101 - Chapter 105

EliraThe moment I crossed the threshold of the throne room, something inside me snapped back into place.The bond.It didn’t return gently—it surged, violent and undeniable, slamming into me with a force that nearly broke my composure mid-step. Heat flooded my chest, my pulse stuttering as something long buried forced its way to the surface.Ronan.Memory followed instinct.Not in pieces.Not slowly.Everything.The forest. The bond. His voice. His hands on mine, steadying me when my power spiraled. The way he looked at me—not like something fragile, not like something dangerous—but like something his.My breath threatened to hitch.I forced it smooth before it could.I had been taken.The realization settled with cold clarity, stripping away whatever illusion had been wrapped around my mind. I didn’t know how long I had been here, didn’t know what Ash had done to keep me compliant—but I knew this much with absolute certainty:I was not here by choice.And the second he realized I re

EliraThe silence that followed my words felt heavier than anything we had faced in the labyrinth.“The Age of Shadows,” Caelan repeated, his tone thoughtful rather than alarmed, like he was turning the phrase over in his mind, testing its weight. “That sounds… familiar.”“It is,” I said slowly.I frowned, trying to grasp the edge of the memory that had just surfaced. It wasn’t new—not really—but it had been buried beneath everything else Ash had stripped from me. Now that the fog had cleared, it came back in fragments, like something half-remembered from a dream.“I’ve heard that before,” I murmured.My thoughts sharpened, pulling the memory forward.“When the Moon Goddess—”“Your mother,” Brad cut in immediately.I blinked at him.“…visited us in our dreams,” I continued, choosing to ignore that for the moment, “when we broke the curse…”The room seemed to still again, everyone listening now.“She told us something,” I said, the words forming more clearly the more I reached for them

EliraThe door closed behind us with a soft, final click, and the shift was immediate.The world quieted.Not completely—this place would never truly be silent—but the constant pressure that had followed me through every corridor, every room, every moment I had spent here under Ash’s watch… it was gone. No eyes lingered at the edges of my awareness. No invisible weight pressed against my thoughts, shaping them, guiding them.For the first time since I had been brought here, the space felt like it belonged to me.I turned slowly, taking it in again—not as something curated for me, not as something I had been placed inside, but as something I could now see clearly.My chambers.Ronan stepped in behind me, his boots quiet against the stone, his presence grounding in a way that settled something deep in my chest. I felt his gaze before I saw it, sweeping across the room with a sharpness that missed nothing. Once. Then again, slower, more deliberate.“…okay,” he said finally, a faint edge