Semua Bab Fated to The Last Fenrir: Bab 1 - Bab 10

In a bustling, noisy city that never slept, one apartment balcony held a secret. High above the traffic and din, a dense garden grew, creating a vibrant, peaceful sanctuary. Birds and sparrows happily chirped, familiar with the vines and branches that stood out from the sterile tall building.Within this quiet wonder stood Gwyneth Windsor, focusing all her attention on the plants."Your pot's a bit damp." Gwyneth paused in front of a small pot, carefully checking the soil. Her brows crinkled with concern."It seems you're uncomfortable, sweetie? I'll get you a cozy one later," she said, tapping it gently before putting it down.To an outsider, the balcony might have looked chaotic, but to Gwyn, it was all in perfect, guiding order. She knew the position of every pot and the exact day each flower would bloom.A gentle alarm broke her concentration. As if on cue, she stood up, removed her gloves, and put her tools down.'7:00 AM. Time to go.'Before leaving the balcony, she carefully pu

Outer space is a deep, dark ocean, vast and terrifying, yet filled with wonders no mind can truly grasp. In that endless void, there are countless galaxies, each one a brilliant, spiraling island, a jewel spilled across the black velvet.One of those islands, anchored far away on the edge of darkness, was the Aetheria Galaxy. Its center was a giant, steady beacon of light, constant and calm, keeping every world in its grip warm and alive. Though breathtaking, Aetheria was just a single, small piece in the immense, sprawling territory controlled by the Royal Fenrir Empire.Among its many stars, one planet was supreme: Balthazar. This was the biggest, most beautiful, and most vital planet, the home of Aetheria’s Lord. From the void, Balthazar was a spectacular sight. A swirl of deep, vibrant green, woven thick with endless forests and soaring, towering mountains. Along the high slopes, rich streaks of brown earth met the clouds, painting a clear picture of a powerful, fertile world.At

Finding this hurt, baseline human child was an insult to every prayer they had made for ages. This was the precious life they were denied, yet someone had treated it like trash.The roar of Marquess Aslan’s voice, usually so calm, blasted through every speaker in the Aetheria Galaxy. This was not a secret order. It was a furious, open command that shook the entire government.The moment his command finished, every planet he ruled locked down. Starship traffic froze. Sky patrols instantly changed from routine watches to fierce, all-out searches. On every world, from the green jungles of Raslan to the empty mines of the Resource Outposts, the message was clear: Find the source of this crime.The order was simple, yet terrifying in its reach. Find the parents of this untouched child. Bring them to Balthazar alive.Beside Aslan, Lev was a silent storm. The cracks in the strong wall of the Infirmary grew wider, showing his inner rage. He didn't speak. He didn't need to. The knowledge that

The next morning, the entire palace was turned upside down. Lev was a whirlwind of focused energy, commanding servants to scrub every corner of the massive estate. He had personally taken charge of redesigning the children's room, a part of the palace that hadn't been used since the day it was created.Aslan was privately thankful for the distraction. Last night had been a struggle. He’d had to forcibly pry Lev from the Observation Wing, as his lover refused to take a single step away from the child’s side. It wasn't a matter of physical stamina. Their kind didn't tire in the human sense, but he couldn't bear watching him marinate in his own anxiety.Finally, Aslan had reminded him that the child would need a proper, beautiful room to wake up in. That thankfully sparked Lev's attention, luring him away from the infirmary.This led to today's glorious, manic chaos. Lev, determined to provide a perfect first impression, demanded that everything be pristine, neat, and beautiful.This was

Gwyneth slowly opened her eyes but promptly shut them again. The light was simply too much. She didn't know how long she'd been unconscious. She waited for a few minutes, allowing the sensory overload to fade before opening her eyes again.The first thing she saw was the intricate and magnificent ceiling, which was impossibly high. She struggled to sit up. Though the movement felt laborious, she was relieved to find no pain anywhere. This was strange; she was certain she had been shot. The absence of pain made her breathe a sigh of relief.As she finally sat up, she was stunned further."Where am I?" she whispered.The room was vast, an enormous space easily the size of three basketball courts. The walls were shimmering, polished stone interwoven with quiet, glowing light panels. One massive wall was made entirely of glass, showing an endless, vibrant green view far below. The landscape was a blur of high peaks and endless forests, making her feel as though she was perched on top of a