บททั้งหมดของ Discarded by the Alpha, Claimed by the Cursed Lycan king : บทที่ 121 - บทที่ 130

Lora's POV The person who stepped out of the dark trees was a young woman. Even though her body was small, the way she stood made it clear she carried authority. Her face had strong clear features, and long black hair fell smoothly over her shoulders. Her bright green eyes held a level of confidence that was equal to Jasper’s. Several warriors stood around her. Each one carried a weapon and watched us closely with careful and judging eyes.“My name is Aurora,” she said. Her voice was calm, steady, and full of strength. “I am the daughter of Alpha Oren. You have entered Redfur land without permission.”Jasper did not react with surprise. His weapon remained at his side, and his posture remained relaxed yet controlled. “We came here to speak with your father,” he replied in a firm but calm voice. “My name is Jasper. I am the Alpha of the Moon Crimson pack.”Her eyes moved for a brief moment to his powerful gaze, and a flash of recognition appeared there, yet she did not relax her guard

LORA'S POV I did not sleep at all during the night. No matter how hard I tried to push my thoughts away, Aurora’s interest in Jasper kept troubling my mind. I hated that it affected me so strongly, but it did. Between the two of us, she was clearly the better choice. She had the calm nature, strength, and confidence that could allow her to stand beside him as Luna when he finally took back his throne. That was the truth, and I knew it. Even so, a small and foolish part of my heart continued to hold on to hope. I kept wondering if there might still be a chance for Jasper and me, if what we once had could somehow remain alive even after everything we had gone through together. But who was I trying to fool? That hope had broken a long time ago. Too many things had happened between Jasper and me. Too many hurts had been left behind, and too much distance had grown between us. Even if we tried to move forward together, I was not certain we would ever stand on steady ground again. Deep

LORA'S POV We all went back to our rooms to pack our things, and the house felt quiet and tense even though no one said anything. Jasper had already made his decision clear. Our time in this pack house had come to an end. Without Alpha Oren standing with us, we now had to rush to find another ally who was strong enough to help us face the war that was coming.While I was putting my belongings into my bag and trying to organize everything, a gentle knock on the door pulled my attention away from my thoughts. The sound surprised me, and I stopped what I was doing for a moment before walking toward the door to open it. When I finally pulled it open, my breath caught when I saw Beta Ronan standing right in front of me.“B.......Beta Ronan,” I stammered, because the serious look on his face made my nerves uneasy. “Do you need something?”His voice remained calm, yet the firmness in the way he spoke made my chest feel tight.“May I come inside? We need to talk.”I paused for a moment and l

A DEAL WITH DANGER LORA'S POV I did not know how long I had been sitting beside the window. I kept looking outside, yet I was not truly seeing what was in front of me. My thoughts had been restless ever since Jasper walked out of the room. His final words kept returning to my mind again and again. The longer I sat there thinking, the clearer something became, and that truth made my chest feel painfully tight. As long as I stayed here, Jasper would never make the choice he truly needed to make. He would not do what had to be done. Not while I was still part of his life. He needed Alpha Oren’s support, and the only way to gain it was by accepting Oren’s conditions. But after everything that happened earlier, it was obvious that Jasper was not going to change his mind, not while he was still trying to shield me. That left me with only one choice. If Jasper refused to take the path he needed to follow, then I would have to decide for him. It hurt to accept that truth, yet I could no

Lora's POV It was already dark when Arthur and I arrived at the place, a very creepy building. The air felt heavy as I stepped out of the car, pressing against my skin and making the moment feel uncomfortable. Even though the weather was humid, a cold shiver ran down my spine and made me tense. My uneasiness grew the moment I looked at Arthur and realized something was different. His usual playful grin, the one he often wore so easily, had disappeared. In its place was a serious and calculating expression that made his face look harder and far more focused than before. The entrance was just a small, rusty door, almost hidden in the grimy, graffiti covered walls. It looked old and worn, blending so well into the dirty surface that it could easily be missed. Arthur stepped forward and knocked twice. After a moment, a tiny panel in the door slid open, revealing a pair of cold, suspicious eyes watching us carefully. Arthur spoke to the person behind the door in low voices for a short