Todos los capítulos de The Price Of Fate: Capítulo 211 - Capítulo 220

Nyra’s POV“Ethan was joy when I had become all omen.That is the simplest truth I can write, though it feels unfair to him to reduce him to one word after everything. He was more than that. Strong. Proud. Easier in himself then than he ever became later. Still capable of laughter that did not sound forced. Still arrogant in the way young Alphas often are, but open-hearted enough that it felt like heat rather than vanity.When the bond snapped into place, he looked at me as if the Moon had finally remembered mercy.I wish I had never seen that look. That is the truth too.Because if I had not seen it, perhaps what I later did would hurt less to remember. But I did see it. I saw the shock turn to joy so quickly it almost broke me. He touched me like I was something holy and real and his. He made plans without even meaning to. He spoke of futures as if they were already ours. He wanted to show me every inch of the life he thought we would build. And perhaps in another world, if the Moon

Nyra’s POV“I would have remained with Tobias.”The line hollowed me out in a different way. I kept staring at it. Would have remained. With him. My mother. With my father. In the Outlands. The image rose uninvited and impossible. Not the cabin. Not the outskirts. Not years of whispered insult in Vandwood. Another life. Another place. Another home that had almost existed and did not. My throat tightened and I read on.***“There is no use lying here either. Tobias was not nothing to me. The bond between his phantom wolf side and me was not convenience. It was not mere duty. It was not a cold bargain made for conception and discarded without cost. Something real grew there, though it frightened me more because it came wrapped in the shape of the very world I had been sent to fear.If the Moon had not still held me to my own side of the line, if the fate of the werewolf world had not demanded return, I might have stayed. Perhaps that is one of the cruelties the Moon spared us from explo

Elaine’s POVThe Aetherfang descended toward a broad stone platform near the main entrance. My stomach tightened.Home, some traitorous aching part of me whispered before I crushed it.No.Not home.Not after what I had done.Not after what I had taken.The creature dropped me hard enough that my paws skidded across the stone. I caught myself before falling and turned at once, every line of my wolf body taut, ears back, teeth ready if only to remind myself I still had them.The Aetherfang folded its wings and stepped away. No attack. No second grab. Only delivery. The guards nearby watched me with open curiosity and careful neutrality. They knew enough not to crowd a wolf who had just arrived from the barrier. They knew something else too. Something in their faces told me I was not merely another intruder caught near the line. Orders had preceded me.I had no choice but to shift back. Humiliation moved through me before the bones even began to change. In wolf form, I had at least the

Elaine’s POVMy heart would not slow. It hammered against my ribs so hard it hurt, each beat sharp beneath the weight of him, beneath the heat of his body, beneath the old bond that had no right to still feel this alive after everything that had happened between us. His hand was braced beside my head. His other arm pinned me in place with no wasted strength, no clumsy violence, only control. That made it worse. If he had been shouting, if he had been reckless, if he had handled me like a common prisoner dragged into his bedchamber to be punished, maybe I would have found it easier to defend myself against what this moment was doing to me. But Tobias was not shouting. He was not careless. He was furious in the most dangerous way a man like him could be furious: quietly.His face hovered so close to mine that I could feel his breath against my skin. I could smell smoke and stone and male heat and the dark, brutal clean scent that had once belonged to safety in this terrible land because

Elaine’s POVThe server who came to clear untouched dishes later was not the same half-breed who brought me the coat, but I noticed the difference in this one too. The hands first. Stronger than they should have been for such a slight frame, with faint ridged patterns beneath the skin near the knuckles. Not scales exactly. Or not fully visible ones. A sheen at the side of the neck when the light caught it. Eyes too reflective for an ordinary wolf. Vaelcryn, I thought at once, or part Vaelcryn. Enough of the blood remained visible if one knew what to look for.I caught the tray before the server could lift it away.“What is happening here?”The young woman looked at me quickly, then down again.“My lady?”The title made me tense.“King Tobias’s back,” I said. “What happened to him?”The woman hesitated. Not because she did not know. Because she was deciding how much she was allowed to say. I softened my voice, though I hated needing to.“I need to understand.”That seemed to matter. He