Lahat ng Kabanata ng Ravished By Four Insatiable Beasts: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

ZORYAThe air between Kaelen and me felt charged long after Finn pulled me away.Even once the gala noise swallowed us again, even once I was safely surrounded by light and laughter and the subtle press of power, I couldn’t shake the echo of his words—or the way my wolf had reacted, not with curiosity, but with a sharp, instinctive recoil.Later, when the evening finally fractured into goodbyes and false smiles, Kaelen found me one last time.Not cornering me.Not touching me.Just standing beside the tall windows overlooking Lunaris, moonlight painting his profile in silver.“You handled yourself well tonight,” he said mildly. “You listened more than you spoke. The Council noticed.”“I didn’t come here for praise,” I replied.“No,” he agreed. “You came because you feel it. The pressure. The way the world leans toward you.”My jaw tightened. “You’ve been saying things like that since the beginning.”“Because they’re true.”I turned to face him. “Then say what you mean.”For the first

ZORYAThe city turned against me without warning.One moment I was crossing the lower concourse of Lunaris—stone bridges, glowing sigils embedded in the streets, the comforting thrum of wards beneath my feet—and the next, the air shifted. The sound vanished first. Then the light bent, shadows stretching unnaturally long.My wolf snapped to attention.Trap.I barely had time to pivot before the ground erupted.Shadow wolves poured from the cracks between stones—wrong things, half-formed, their bodies made of smoke and hunger, eyes burning with borrowed Alpha magic. Chains followed, forged of enchanted silver-black metal, snapping around my wrists and ankles before I could fully summon my power.I cried out as the restraints locked, draining warmth, tugging at the bond like hooked claws.“No—!”The bond flared in response.Pain lanced through my chest as something pulled—not ripping, but siphoning. Drawing power outward through me like I was a conduit instead of a person.Kaelen.I felt

ZORYAThe summons arrived at dawn, stamped in silver ink that shimmered like a warning more than an honor. Council Convocation: Mandatory Attendance. My name sat alone beneath the seal, bolded, impossible to miss. I read it twice while the city outside my window woke to bells and the low thrum of wards powering up. Lunaris always sounded different on days like this—tighter, like it was holding its breath.By the time we reached the Council Hall, the air felt charged, thick with authority and expectation. The building rose from the marble plaza like a crown turned upside down, all black stone and lunar glass, veins of moonlight running through it. Every step echoed too loudly. Every gaze lingered too long.They were all there—senior faculty in formal robes, Councilors ringed with sigils, rival Alphas cloaked in restrained power. And then there was Kaelen.He stood at the center dais as if he belonged there, composed and elegant, hands folded behind his back. When his eyes found me, som

ZORYAI woke to silence so complete it rang.No echoes of the council chamber. No breath at my ear. No steady cadence of Kai’s heartbeat grounding me. Just cold stone beneath my back and a hollow pressure where the bond should have been loud, constant, alive.Panic hit first.I sat up too fast, the world pitching. Chains—etched with old runes—bit into my wrists and ankles, humming with a frequency that made my wolf recoil. The air smelled wrong. Copper and ash and something older, like the memory of war soaked into the walls.“Easy,” a familiar voice said gently.Kaelen stepped out of the shadows as if he’d been waiting for me to wake. Of course he had.“You—” My voice cracked. I swallowed hard and tried again. “Where are they?”“Alive,” he replied easily. “Furious. Confused. Exactly as planned.”Rage flared hot enough to burn through fear. I pulled against the restraints. Pain lanced through me, sharp and punishing, and my wolf snarled, slamming against the cage of my ribs.“You prom

ZORYAThe city felt it before they did.Lunaris had always been alive—its veins of power humming beneath stone and steel, its districts breathing with the rhythm of Alpha rule—but now that rhythm fractured. The balance that kept wolves in check, that kept dominance from tipping into chaos, began to snap like overstretched wire.I felt it through the bond.Not as pain—not yet—but as pressure. A crushing weight building behind my eyes, in my chest, in the space where my mates should have been close and steady. Instead, they were sharp, jagged presences colliding with one another, no longer aligned.Kaelen wanted this.I was sure of it as the sigils flared brighter beneath me, reacting not to my fear now, but to the discord ripping through the four Alphas bound to my soul.Ares was first to fracture.His presence surged like a tidal wave of iron and fire, slamming outward with no restraint. I felt his wolf clawing at the edges of the city itself, territorial instinct overriding reason.T