Semua Bab The Alpha's Abandoned Mate : Bab 21 - Bab 30

"Sienna, do you even hear yourself?" Harvey's voice was sharp as it cut through the silence in the grand hall. The feast was only a few hours away, and she could feel the weight of the night pressing down on her shoulders like a thousand unseen hands. The weight of the crown, the whispers of her bloodline, the ancient curse, all of it felt suffocating as she stared at the reflection of herself in the full-length mirror."I have to smile, Harvey," she said, her voice barely above a whisper, though her words were coated with venom. "I have to smile while the entire city watches. While they cheer for me, their new queen. But inside..." She looked down, her breath trembling. "Inside, I’m plotting murder."Harvey didn’t speak for a moment. He stepped closer, his boots clicking softly against the polished stone floors of the palace. His eyes were dark with concern, but there was something more there, something deeper, an understanding that they both shared."You know it’s not just about the

The dungeon was silent. It always was, a place where whispers of power and betrayal twisted into shadows. But tonight, the silence had changed. There was an energy in the air, crackling like static before a storm. Ryder could feel it, thrumming beneath his skin, pulsing in his veins.His shackles, cold iron biting into his wrists, rattled with every movement, each tug a reminder of his captivity. But it wasn’t the chains that held him; it was something deeper. Something that coursed through him, threatening to tear him apart if he couldn’t find the source. The bond.The bond had always been there, a silent thread between him and her, but tonight it flared with an intensity he couldn’t ignore. His pulse quickened, his heart racing, each beat a drum of impending disaster. Sienna. She was in danger.He knew it before he even understood why. He had learned to trust the bond, to feel it in his bones, to understand the rhythm of her fear, her pain, her fury. And tonight, it was all there. He

The air in the Council chamber was thick with tension. The stone walls, carved with ancient runes, echoed with Ryder’s struggle. His body was thrashing against the bonds that held him in place, glowing, iridescent runic chains wrapped tightly around his limbs, binding him in place. They had subdued him, but not without a fight. Ryder was the kind of man who fought to the very end, and his spirit was a thing to be reckoned with. Yet, there he was, trapped.Sienna stood at the edge of the room, her heart pounding in her chest as she watched him. Her stomach twisted into knots. Ryder, the man she had once trusted, had been ensnared by the very force that had been her protector, The Council. She had always believed in the power of the Council, but now? Now, their purpose was unclear to her. They claimed to act in the best interest of the people, but at what cost?A sharp voice broke the silence.“Ryder,” Elder Kane’s voice sliced through the heavy air like a blade. His gaze was cold, disp

The door clicked shut behind Sienna, and the heavy silence of her quarters pressed in on her like a physical weight. She stepped inside, the familiar scent of incense and wood filling her senses. It was supposed to be a place of refuge, a sanctuary from the chaos, but tonight, it felt more like a prison.Cael’s presence loomed just outside her door, his unyielding gaze like a shadow she couldn’t escape. She could feel his eyes boring into her even from the other side of the thick wooden door. The echo of his words still rang in her ears.“The Council is watching.”She couldn’t shake the unease gnawing at her. It wasn’t just Cael’s unsettling calm that bothered her, it was the weight of the truth behind his words. The Council’s eyes were on her now. They were always watching, always waiting for her to slip up.But what did that really mean? What was she supposed to do now? The walls of her own mind felt like they were closing in, trapping her in a world that didn’t feel like her own an

Sienna’s heart thudded against her chest as her vision slowly returned. She felt herself lying on the cold stone floor, her limbs heavy and unresponsive. It took a moment before she managed to force her eyelids open, the dim light of her chamber casting everything in a ghostly hue. She blinked several times, trying to focus. Everything felt... wrong.But she wasn’t alone.A shadow loomed over her, blocking the weak light from the room. She tried to lift her head, but her body refused to obey. Her senses, still disoriented, slowly began to sharpen, and she realized the figure standing over her was not Ryder. The cold presence sent a shiver down her spine."You're awake," the voice said, smooth and composed.Sienna froze, instinctively recoiling at the sound. It was a voice she didn’t recognize but also couldn’t forget.No, not now, she thought.She swallowed, her voice weak but defiant. "Who are you?"The figure’s face remained hidden in the shadows, but the cold, calculating aura was