บททั้งหมดของ Burned by My Ex, Reborn as His King's Mate : บทที่ 211 - บทที่ 220

SERAPHINATwo weeks after the signing of the Constitution, life began to return to normal—or at least our new version of normal.I was at Nightveil Academy, teaching a leadership strategy class to young Luna-in-training, when Beta Archer entered with an expression that immediately put me on alert.“Excuse me, Luna,” he said politely but tensely. “There's a situation that requires immediate attention.”I asked one of my assistants to continue the class and followed Archer out.“What's going on?” I asked once we were in the private corridor.“Viktor,” Archer replied seriously. “He's back. And this time, he's not alone.”My heart raced. Viktor Ashford—Alpha of the European Silvercrest Pack who had once tried to kidnap me and my children. I thought he had been exiled and would never be a threat again.“Explain,” I ordered as I walked quickly toward the operations room.“Our intelligence detected a large troop movement on the northern border. About one hundred and fifty elite wolves—a mix

KAELOSThree months after Viktor's defeat, North America entered what would later be known as the Golden Age of the Wolves.I stood in the new North American Wolf Council building—a majestic structure built on neutral ground between the Nightveil Pack and the Western Mountain Pack. This building was a symbol of our unity, with architecture that combined elements from all the Packs in the alliance.Today was the official election day for the position of permanent Council chair. And although I had never sought this position, nominations came from nearly every Pack.Seraphina stood beside me, wearing a sapphire-colored formal gown that made her eyes sparkle. On her lap, Celine sat quietly, while Alaric stood beside me, his small hand clasping my fingers.“Papa nervous?” Alaric whispered, looking at me with amber eyes that were replicas of mine.I smiled and knelt down so we were at eye level.“A little,” I admitted. “But when Papa is nervous, Papa always remembers that Papa has Mama, Ala

KAELOSThe sounds of celebration echoed throughout the Greenfield Pack. Music played, laughter and shouts of joy filled the cool night air. I stood on the balcony of the Greenfield mansion, looking down at the scene below—hundreds of wolves gathered, celebrating the birth of Damon Thornton and the victory over Viktor on one historic night.Seraphina stood beside me, Alaric asleep in her arms while Celine leaned against my legs, her eyes already half closed.“What an extraordinary day,” Seraphina whispered, afraid of waking Alaric.I nodded, wrapping my arm around her waist.“Three months ago, we defeated Viktor. Today, Callista gave birth to Damon. And tomorrow...” I paused, smiling. “Tomorrow we begin a brighter future.”Seraphina turned to look at me, her eyes sparkling in the moonlight.“Do you know what makes me happiest?” she asked softly.“What?”“That we're experiencing all of this together. You, me, Alaric, Celine, Callista, Alex, Damon—we're all family.”My heart warmed at he

KAELOSTime passed quickly without me realizing it. I lived a happy life with my small family. My wife, my two children, we lived a full and happy life; not a single day went by without smiles, jokes, and laughter.That morning, I stood on the balcony of my private study, looking out at the Nightveil Pack's training ground, which was bustling with activity. In the middle of the field, Alaric—my son, now fifteen years old—was leading a combat training session with dozens of young warriors. His movements were precise, his voice firm but not harsh, and most surprisingly, all the warriors followed his instructions without hesitation.“He's amazing, isn't he?” Seraphina's voice flowed warmly into my ear.I turned and saw my wife standing in the doorway, carrying two cups of coffee. Even after seventeen years together, she still made my heart flutter.“Absolutely amazing,” I agreed, taking a cup from her. "Sometimes I can't believe he's grown so big.It feels like just yesterday he was a ba

SERAPHINAThree months had passed since the leadership transition announcement, and the change was remarkable. Every morning, I woke up no longer with a packed Council meeting agenda or crises to deal with immediately. Instead, I woke up peacefully, enjoying my morning coffee with Kaelos while watching Alaric and Celine begin their leadership routines.This morning, I stood on our balcony, watching Alaric lead the morning briefing with Beta Archer and the security team. Even from a distance, I could see how the senior warriors listened with respect—no longer viewing him as “Young Master” but as their future Alpha.“He's growing up so fast,” Kaelos said, joining me with two cups of hot tea.“Too fast,” I agreed with a slightly sad smile. “It feels like just yesterday he was learning to walk, and now he's leading security briefings.”Kaelos wrapped his arms around me from behind, his chin resting on my shoulder.“Do you miss the days when they were little?” he asked softly.“Every day,”