Todos los capítulos de Signed to Be His Sin: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

Seraphina did not cry after Daniel left.She did not shout.She did not accuse.That scared Lucien more than anything else.She stood by the window for a long time, city lights flickering against the glass, arms wrapped around herself—not defensively, but thoughtfully.Lucien remained where he was.Waiting.Finally—“I need space,” she said quietly.The words landed heavier than any argument.“For how long?” he asked.“I don’t know.”Lucien’s jaw tightened slightly. “This isn’t Marcus’s voice speaking.”“No,” she replied. “It’s mine.”She turned to face him fully now.“You monitored him,” she said. “You suspected red channel abuse.”“Yes.”“You chose patience over exposure.”“Yes.”Her voice trembled—not weak, just raw.“And you never told me.”Lucien didn’t deflect.“I couldn’t,” he said calmly. “You were already under scrutiny. If you knew I was watching him, your behavior might have shifted.”She stared at him.“You withheld truth to preserve strategy.”“Yes.”Silence stretched.“T

The leak didn’t come through media.It came through the courts.At 8:42 a.m., news broke that Jonathan Blackwood had filed a formal motion requesting temporary release from custody under a cooperation clause.Not a plea deal.Not a confession.A cooperation clause.Lucien read the filing twice.Then a third time.Seraphina stood across from him in the office, already dressed, already alert.“He’s offering something,” she said quietly.“Yes.”“Big?”Lucien’s jaw tightened.“He wouldn’t move unless it destabilized someone.”Her phone buzzed.Breaking alert.BLACKWOOD CLAIMS POSSESSION OF EVIDENCE IMPLICATING CURRENT BOARD MEMBERSThe air shifted.Not Lucien.The board.Seraphina’s pulse slowed dangerously.“He’s not attacking you directly,” she said.“No,” Lucien replied evenly. “He’s widening the battlefield.”—Emergency board session. Again.This time—Tension wasn’t subtle.Whitaker looked pale.“What does he have?” one member demanded.Lucien remained standing.“If he filed under c

The moon hung low over the Bloodfang territory, but the night did not feel peaceful.It felt… restless.The air itself seemed to carry tension. Guards stood at every corner. Warriors patrolled the borders in doubled numbers. Even the forest was quiet — too quiet.Inside the Alpha House, silence reigned.Aurelia stood by the tall window in Kael’s chambers, her fingers pressed against the cold glass. She could see torches flickering in the distance. Warriors moving. Shadows shifting.Something was coming.She could feel it in her bones.Behind her, Kael was fastening the leather straps of his armor. His movements were calm, but his eyes were not.“They’re closer than we expected,” he said quietly.Aurelia didn’t turn. “You’re sure it’s them?”“Yes.”Not rogues.Not wandering wolves.The Silver Moon Alliance.The same alliance that had once turned its back when Kael needed support.The same alliance that now feared his rising strength.“They sent a message?” Aurelia asked.Kael nodded on

The night did not feel like peace.It felt like a pause.Kael stood at the southern ridge overlooking the tree line, his massive black wolf steady but coiled with tension. The forest below breathed in shadows. Too still. Too quiet.Predators did not move like this.Armies did.Behind him, his warriors formed a tight crescent formation. Young fighters. Loyal fighters. Fighters who had survived one war and were now being asked to step into another.He had barely worn the crown a week.And already it demanded blood.Aria shifted beside him, her silver fur gleaming under the moonlight like forged steel. Her presence was calm, but he felt the pulse of her power through their bond. She was ready.She was always ready.A branch snapped.Then another.The tree line parted.And they emerged.Not rogues.Not scattered strays.A united pack dressed in dark leathers marked with a crimson insignia carved into their armor. Their formation was precise. Trained. Disciplined.At their center stood a t

Dawn arrived without warmth.A thin mist clung to the forest floor as Kael stood on the balcony overlooking the training grounds. Warriors sparred below, steel clashing against steel, breath fogging in the morning chill.Everything looked normal.Too normal.Behind him, the chamber doors creaked open softly.Aria stepped out, fully dressed, her dark hair braided over one shoulder. She didn’t speak at first. She simply walked to his side.“You didn’t sleep,” she observed.Kael didn’t deny it.At moonset, a hooded courier had appeared at the southern watch post.No pack scent.No fear.Just a sealed leather packet.The Veil moved quickly.Kael reached into his coat and withdrew three folded parchments.“They delivered,” he said quietly.Aria’s eyes sharpened. “Already?”He nodded.She took the first parchment and opened it.Her breath stilled.“The Emberfall Pack,” she read.Kael’s jaw tightened.Emberfall wasn’t small.It was prosperous.Stable.Its Alpha, Rurik, had attended Kael’s fa