Todos los capítulos de Alpha Salvatore: Capítulo 271 - Capítulo 280

Lia:The tunnel felt tighter the deeper we went.Not because it narrowed, but because the air felt heavier with every step. Smoke didn’t reach us down here, but I could still taste it in the back of my throat. Or maybe that was fear.Another contraction built slowly, starting low in my back before wrapping around my stomach. I stopped without meaning to, my hand flattening against the cold stone wall.I forced myself to breathe as Aria’s words kept playing in my mind. I needed to be brave for my babies, they needed their mother to be able to stand strong. And right now, though I couldn’t say it out loud, strength was not my main virtue, but I knew the risk that would follow if I wasn’t for them.“Still space?” Aria asked quietly.I nodded, breathing through it. “Yes. They’re not close. At least, not directly on top of each other to be positioned fully.”It hurt but it wasn’t relentless, but I was no fool, I knew that this was the very beginning of it.Two weeks early. That thought kep

Elara:From the upper balcony of the east tower, the pack looked like it was bleeding.Flames climbed the west wing in hungry streaks, devouring curtains, beams, years of history. Smoke rolled upward in thick waves, dark against the night sky. Shouts echoed below, orders, panic, metal clashing.It was chaos.Beautiful chaos.Katherine stood beside me, arms folded neatly across her chest, watching the destruction like she was observing a lesson unfold exactly as planned.“You see?” she said softly. “All it takes is one fracture. Just a little fire for them to scramble and the right time when he is not even here to protect her.”I didn’t answer.My eyes searched the movement below, guards scrambling, servants rushing water lines, rebels blending into the confusion.But she wasn’t there.“And yet, the one person who I want dead is not even here.” I muttered, knowing well that her presence was the one thing that I needed right now. “She is the reason behind all of this.”“She might be, bu

Marcel:We reached the outer gates far sooner than Katherine had planned.I saw it in her face.Shock.Pure, unmasked shock.She stood in the courtyard near the shattered west arch, smoke curling behind her like a crown of ruin. Rogues still clashed with our guards, but the line had already begun to break. The fire roared high along the wing she’d chosen, my mother’s wing.She hadn’t expected me back this fast.“Impossible,” she breathed when she saw me stride through the smoke. “You shouldn’t be back so soon.”Dominic was at my side, blood on his jaw, eyes colder than I had ever seen them.“You miscalculated,” he said calmly. “And it seems to me that you thought that you could take us for fools. Your little toy, Nathan, I believe, he is dead.”Katherine recovered quickly, raising an amused eyebrow.Her lips curled into something bitter and triumphant. “No. I adapted. And whether or not that happened… well, it doesn’t change the facts. Nathan was nothing more than a distraction, but n

Marcel:The moment I stepped into that chamber, the world narrowed.And everything in me seemed to stop completely.Smoke clung to my skin. Blood dried stiff across my hands. But none of it mattered.I saw my mother first.Stabbed, holding herself upright as she tried to fight something that I knew she didn’t want to admit.And then I saw Lia.Bent forward, water at her feet, her face pale with effort as another contraction tore through her.For half a second, I couldn’t move.“Marcel…” Lia gasped.I crossed the distance to her instinctively, but she grabbed my arm before I could even touch her.“Go,” she said through clenched teeth. “Luna Isobel, please…”Another wave of pain hit her and she sucked in a sharp breath, fighting it, squeezing my arm instinctively, as if hoisting herself through the pain.“Help her,” she whispered urgently. “Please. Please go to her.”Aria was already at her side, steady hands on her shoulders.“I’ve got her,” Aria said firmly, looking at me in a way tha

Marcel:The room was finally quiet.Not the kind of silence that comes before battle.The kind that comes after something survives.Lia lay pale against the pillows, her hair damp against her temples, her breathing steady but fragile. She hadn’t woken yet. The healer had said exhaustion. Blood loss. That her body had simply shut down after giving everything it had.I hadn’t left her side.Two bassinets stood beside the bed.Our children…I kept looking at them like they might disappear if I blinked.Our son slept on his back, one tiny fist curled beside his face. The second bassinet held the smaller one, wrapped tighter, her breathing softer but steady.Across the room, my mother rested on a cot near the wall. Bandaged. Pale. But alive. Stable.I had barely processed that yet, but the fact that she was alive washed over me in ways that I couldn’t and would not be able to describe.The rogue man and woman stood near the doorway. “You never introduced yourselves.”“Ian,”“And Nina,” the