Semua Bab Rejected By The Alpha, Crowned The Rogue Queen : Bab 91 - Bab 100

SIERRA'S POV Sunlight pierced the heavy drapes of my chamber, pulling me from a restless sleep. I shifted under the silk sheets, a strange warmth blooming across my chest. Blinking against the morning haze, I sat up, the cool air kissing my bare skin where my nightshirt had ridden up. That's when I felt it, a faint, pulsing glow emanating from my sternum, right over my heart.My breath caught. I tugged the fabric aside, staring down at the intricate sigil etched into my skin. It wasn't a tattoo; it shimmered like liquid silver, swirling patterns of interlocking vines and thorns that seemed to breathe with my pulse. The bond, that inexplicable pull I'd felt since meeting Isaak months ago, had always hummed faintly in my veins, but this? This was something ancient, demanding attention.Heart pounding, I slipped from the bed and crossed to the mirror above the vanity. The mark glowed softly, casting ethereal light on the curve of my breasts. It didn't hurt, but it tingled, sending spark

SIERRA'S POV The arena's riot crashed around us like a tidal wave, bodies surging against the barriers as guards struggled to contain the frenzy. Kael's accusations fueled the mob, their chants of 'Traitors!' slicing through the air. I knelt beside Rhaedon, my hands slick with his blood, the bond a conduit for his agony that clawed at my insides. Every labored breath he took echoed in my chest, the poison's burn spreading like roots through shared veins."Get him up! We need to move!" Isaak barked, his voice a thunderclap over the chaos. He scooped Rhaedon into his arms with effortless strength, muscles straining under the weight. Rhaedon's head lolled against Isaak's shoulder, his skin feverish and pale, the sigil on his chest flickering erratically."Isaak, the pain... it's worsening," I gasped, staggering to my feet. The bond amplified it all: the venom's slow gnaw, Rhaedon's fading resolve. My vision blurred, legs weakening as if the toxin targeted me too.Elder Vimaro pushed th

SIERRA'S POV Isaak recoiled as if struck, but the bond betrayed him, a surge of arousal amid the anger, visions flashing of tangled limbs, his mouth on Rhaedon's skin. Rhaedon felt it too, his breath hitching, a spark of life returning to his eyes.Isaak roared, shoving to his feet. "Power? This is chains! I've led packs, claimed lands, but this? Dying together because one stumbles? That's not how it should be. We find another way. Mira, there must be–”A deafening crash cut him off as the sanctum door buckled, wood splintering under the force of wolves."For Vespera! End the false bond!" Rhaedon seized, his body convulsing violently. The poison's grip tightened, the partial bind amplifying it to torture. I screamed his name, climbing onto the altar to straddle his hips, pressing my body to his in desperate contact. The sigil ignited, flooding us with shared heat, but it wasn't enough. His eyes rolled back, pulse thready under my fingers."He's slipping!" I cried, tears streaming. "

SIERRA'S POV The bond amplified everything, heightening my senses to the obscenity of it all. I tasted Isaak's salt on my tongue and felt Rhaedon's tongue as if it were mine, their cocks aching with need. I came hard, walls clenching around Rhaedon's fingers, cry muffled by Isaak's length.They didn't stop. Rhaedon rose, positioning his cock at my entrance, slamming in with one thrust. I keened around Isaak, the stretch burning sweet. He fucked me deep, hips snapping, balls slapping my ass. Isaak pulled out, stroking himself as he watched, then leaned down to kiss Rhaedon over me, their tongues battling briefly before Isaak's hand joined, guiding Rhaedon's thrusts."Harder," Isaak demanded, eyes dark. "Make her scream."Rhaedon obliged, pounding into me, the bed creaking. "She loves it. Feel how tight she gets." Sweat slicked our bodies, the room filling with wet sounds and moans.I came again, nails raking Rhaedon's back, and he followed, cock pulsing as he filled my pussy with cum

SIERRA'S POV "King Rhaedon" a messenger gasped, voice cracking. "Kael's banners fly from the western ridges, thousands of them. They chant of the betrayed heir conceived by southern treachery. Villages fall in line, alphas swearing fealty to the west. The lie spreads like wildfire."Rhaedon's jaw tightened, his bloodied knuckles whitening on the hilt of his sword. The dawn light painted the rocky outcrop in harsh golds, illuminating the scattered bodies of the fallen western scouts. The air still reeked of blood and iron, the groans of the wounded fading into the wind. Isaak stood beside me, chest rising and falling, his shirt torn open to reveal claw marks raking his torso. I wiped the blood from my face, the metallic tang lingering on my lips, my own arms aching from the clash."How many?" Rhaedon demanded, his voice a low rumble that carried the weight of command."At least five packs united under Kael," the scout replied, straightening. "And they're moving fast, aiming for the c