บททั้งหมดของ The Lycan King's Second Chance Mate : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Marina's PovWe raced back to our territory, pushing the horses as hard as we dared.My head started throbbing halfway through the journey, a sudden sharp pain behind my eyes that made me wince. Images flashed through my mind, there and gone so fast I couldn't process them properly.A building burning. Wolves screaming. Smoke everywhere.I shook my head, trying to clear it. This was just stress from everything that happened at Shadowmoon. Learning Marcus murdered my parents, that my entire childhood was a lie built on genocide.It had to be stress. Nothing else made sense.We reached our territory at dawn.Smoke still rose from several buildings, dark columns against the lightening sky. The main hall had a massive hole in the roof, the training grounds were destroyed with equipment scattered everywhere, and wolves rushed around treating injured pack members.Children cried in their mothers' arms. Warriors stood guard with grim expressions.The devastation was so much worse than the me

Marina's PovThat night I couldn't sleep.I lay in bed staring at the ceiling with Damon beside me, his breathing steady and even but my mind wouldn't stop racing.I was afraid of the coming meeting, afraid it was a trap that would get Damon killed and what my returning memories meant. I closed my eyes, trying to force sleep.The nightmare began immediately.I was a child but not three years old. I was older, maybe nine or ten, running through a burning pack house. Smoke was everywhere, thick and choking. Wolves were screaming.I was looking for someone, calling out desperately."Mama! Papa! Where are you?"My voice sounded different, younger but still recognizably mine.I turned a corner and saw my father fighting three wolves who wore armor with the crescent moon symbol. He was strong and fierce, holding them back while my mother stood behind him protecting a small boy.My brother. I had a brother.Then I watched my father fall, a blade driven through his chest. Blood spread across

Marina's PovBack at Damon's territory, healers worked on Thomas while Vera and her thirty survivors set up temporary camp as allied guests.I couldn't stop thinking about what Thomas had said.Marcus hired Northern Shadow. Marcus, who was supposedly bankrupt and exiled, somehow had enough money to hire the most expensive mercenaries in the region.It didn't make sense unless everything had been an act, a trap designed to make us think we'd won.I found Vera near her camp and pulled her aside."Marcus was broke. We saw the financial records. How could he afford Northern Shadow?"Vera's expression darkened. "Those records were fake. Marcus wasn't broke, he just pretended to be. The documents were fiction, the gambling debts were lies, the territory troubles were all staged.""Why?""So no one would suspect when he hired assassins to eliminate his threats. He wanted to appear weak and vulnerable while secretly building an army." Vera sat down heavily. "Marcus has been planning this for

Marina's PovI woke in the healer's room with Damon sitting beside my bed.My head still ached, a dull throb behind my eyes, but the seizure had passed. The memories remained though, sharp and clear and undeniable."How long was I out?" I asked."Two hours. The healers say you'll be fine. Your brain is processing the memory blocks breaking down." Damon took my hand. "What did you see?""The night Silvercrest fell. My parents dying. The wolves who killed them." I looked at him. "Beta Marcus was there."Damon went still. "That's impossible. Marcus has been with me for five years. He's been loyal, saved my life multiple times—""I saw his face. Younger but unmistakable. He was standing behind Alpha Marcus when they surveyed the destruction." My voice shook. "He helped kill my parents.""Marina, you're dealing with blocked memories. They might not be completely accurate—""I know what I saw."Damon studied my face for a long moment, then stood. "Wait here."He left and returned minutes la

Marina's PovChaos erupted as Northern Shadow wolves flooded into the camp.They came from everywhere, pouring through the broken barrier like water through a dam. The survivors fought back but we were caught completely off guard, half-dressed and scrambling for weapons.We were outnumbered badly.Northern Shadow was ruthless, targeting anyone vulnerable. Anyone who couldn't fight back effectively.This wasn't about territory or conquest. This was extermination, finishing the job they'd started eight years ago.Marcus wanted every Silvercrest survivor dead. Every loose end tied up. Including me.Kai shifted beside me and I gasped.His wolf was massive, silver-gray like our father's must have been. Strong and powerful, muscles rippling under his fur. He tore through Northern Shadow wolves with brutal efficiency, protecting survivors and herding children toward safer ground.He was a natural warrior.I fought beside him in human form, my knife flashing as I used everything Damon had tau