Alle Kapitel von Crimson Moon Bound To The Lycan King : Kapitel 171 – Kapitel 176

Theron“It’s going to be alright, Your Majesty.” Kalb, who has been mostly silent, tries to offer comfort, but it does nothing for me. It is impossible to believe anything will be alright while Zephyra lies unconscious on the bed. I know she’s alive. I can feel it through the faint thrum of the bond, and I can see her chest rising and falling, but her eyes are still shut. Her skin is a sickly shade of pale, almost translucent, making the spreading red strands in her hair stand out even more. Every time her breathing hitches, my own chest tightens like someone’s squeezing it.If she doesn’t wake up...I shove the thought away fast. I know what I’m capable of when I lose control, and thinking like that won’t bring her back.“She isn’t healing properly,” Kalb whispers. The soft blue glow under her palms fades as she pulls away from Zephyra’s side. “Her body is still weak from all the archive’s magic she absorbed…”“Are you saying she won’t wake up?” I growl, unable to prevent it from s

Anya Back in the archive, things have changed.Cleaners move around quietly with masks over their faces, wiping down shelves and floors that haven’t seen a proper touch in centuries. It took me days of careful spellwork just to make the magic in here less dangerous to normal shifter’s noses and lungs. It’s safer now, but only barely. Anyone who walks in still needs protection if they plan to stay long. Stronger shifters can handle the place, I guess. I’ll just have to find out.For me, though? This place feels like magic heaven. The old power in the air makes my bones hum in the best way. The last time I felt magic this electrifying and alive was back in Molbor, and that feels like another lifetime now.I wish I could go back. Part of me misses the familiar streets, the smell of Magnolia oil, the way magic used to flare around me and give me goosebumps especially at the public parks. But what’s the point of missing home when no one there actually valued me? I asked to leave. The que

Theron They both glance at each other awkwardly, and that tells me they were up to something, but I don't give a damn about whatever she and Jareth were doing before I walked in. My mind is still fixed on the bloody confession I dragged out of Kane last night. I drop the mutilated black book onto the table. My jaw is still tight thanks to that bastard Kane. I haven’t been able to focus on healing myself because I haven’t had proper rest to do so, and even Grimm feels restless under my skin, pacing because he wants us to rip Kane apart but for now he’ll live. Killing him will only cause an alpha riot. I look directly at Anya. “Did you find anything concerning this Zhodin in any of the books you went through?” Anya shifts on her feet, her fingers nervously zipping up the front of her shirt before she squares her shoulders, trying to act like there’s nothing off. ‘Those two are fucking!’ Grimm barks, and I nearly wince at how loud and irritated he sounds about something that isn’t