Semua Bab The Cursed Alpha King is My Second Chance Mate: Bab 31 - Bab 40

Kaiden's Point Of View"Kaiden..." she stammered shyly, her hand retracting slightly. "I... I did knock. But you didn’t respond, and I... well, I’m used to coming here, so I thought...""On whose permission?" I interrupted, my tone colder than the night air outside. I still didn’t turn to face her, my hands steady as I finished fastening the belt around my waist."I thought..." she faltered, her voice trembling as she searched for words. Then, switching her tone to one drenched in sultry sweetness, she continued, "I thought you wouldn’t mind."Before I could respond, her hand landed softly on my back, her touch deliberate and slow as her fingers trailed over my skin. "You’re always so tense, Kaiden," she purred, her voice low and teasing, like honey laced with venom. "Let me help you relax."Her fingers pressed lightly against my muscles, her touch filled with unspoken promises, her nails grazing my skin just enough to send a shiver of revulsion down my spine. "I’ve always admired you

Narrator’s Point of ViewFAR AWAY IN THE CELESTIAL REALMThe celestial hall shimmered under the endless glow of ethereal starlight, its polished mirror floor reflecting the heavens above. The air carried the weight of divine authority, thick with the scent of celestial blooms and the faint hum of cosmic energy. Five thrones, each carved from celestial stone and adorned with constellations, were arranged in a semicircle. Upon them sat the deities, their presence radiant and commanding, their auras pulsing with the power of the cosmos.Selene, the Moon Goddess, sat at the center, her silver hair cascading down her back like a river of liquid moonlight. Her luminous eyes, usually serene, now carried the burden of sorrow, their glow dimmed by the weight of her thoughts. Beside her, Venus, the Goddess of Love, exuded an aura of soft warmth, her golden curls framing a face that was both gentle and fierce. Her expression, though usually serene, was edged with concern, her fingers tracing idl

Kaiden's Point Of ViewThe silver abyss stretched endlessly before me, its cold metallic light painting everything in haunting shades of gray. My claws dripped with fresh blood, the coppery stench of death clinging to the air as the bodies of rogues littered the ground around me. Their snarls and shrieks had faded into silence, replaced by the relentless mantra hammering in my mind like a war drum.Kill.Destroy.Blood.The words echoed like a sinister drumbeat, their rhythm intoxicating and inescapable. Every time I thought I’d regained control, the curse surged forward, filling my veins with a dark energy that craved more. More blood. More destruction.A rogue leapt at me from the shadows, its fangs bared, its eyes glowing with a feral hunger. I barely registered the movement. My body acted on instinct, my claws slashing through its throat in one swift, brutal motion. Warm blood splattered across my chest, and instead of revulsion, a twisted satisfaction settled in the pit of my sto

Julian's Point Of ViewAfter racing around in the woods, I shifted back and took my bath. After attending to the pack duties, I went to the study to finally have a breather from my stressful routine when Sophia barged into the room with a solemn look on her face.The heavy oak door slammed shut behind her, echoing through the quiet study. The scent of lavender and something unmistakably hers followed her in, clashing with the sharp smell of parchment and ink that usually calmed me.I sighed as I rubbed my temples. What was it again? I closed the files on the table with a thud, looking up to find Sophia standing by the door, her arms crossed, bottom lip jutted out in a pout that screamed pay attention to me. I didn’t even attempt to hide my disinterest.“What is it now, Sophia?” I muttered.She inhaled sharply, clearly offended by my tone. Instead of answering, she whined, a long, dramatic sound that made me wince—and marched toward me with the confidence of someone who wouldn’t take n

Julian's Point Of ViewThe first light of dawn painted the sky in bruised hues of gold and crimson as I stood before my warriors, the chill of the early morning air doing nothing to cool the fire burning in my chest. Steam rose faintly from their breaths as they stood in formation, armored, armed, silent.The rhythmic thud of their boots against the ground echoed through the valley... measured, disciplined, relentless. Each step was a promise. Each heartbeat, a vow.Victory was not a hope. It was an expectation.We moved as one, a single force carving its way through the waking world, heading straight for the borders of the Luperci Pack’s territory. The land grew darker the closer we drew.... trees twisted, the earth scarred by weeks of conflict.My gaze swept the horizon constantly, sharp and unyielding, missing nothing. Yet even as I studied the terrain, my thoughts replayed Alpha Lucio’s letter again and again.The alliance was sealed on parchment. Now it would be tested in blood.