All Chapters of Bride Of The Beast: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

It was suddenly hard to breathe. My vision was closing in on me. I couldn't take in oxygen.“Three months,” I repeated, the words choking me. “That’s impossible. Human pregnancies take nine. I’m human.”“Your body is human, but the seed inside you is pure wolf,” Calani said, taking a step toward me, her eyes filled with desperate panic. “It grows at the speed of a wolf—”“Stop it! Just stop!”I clutched my throat, gasping for air that wouldn't enter my lungs. The walls of the room felt like they were actively leaning inward, pressing against my skull. My vision blurred at the edges, tunneling down until all I could see was Calani’s pale face and the absolute gravity of the truth in her eyes.Everything was a lie. My life, my pain, my survival in the Dierna house—it was all just a stage set by a mother who had abandoned me to pay a debt for the prince I was now mated to.“Raven, please breathe,” Calani pleaded, reaching out to catch me as my knees buckled.I shoved her away with the la

RAVEN The moment the final echo of the horn died down, the courtyard erupted. The crowd surged forward as one. Clothes were ripped off and cast aside into the dirt without a second thought as bones cracked and flesh shifted. Dozens of wolves—massive, lean, scarred, and young—burst from their human skin in a chaotic wave of fur and muscle, thundering past the stone terrace toward the dark tree line. Everyone was running. I stood at the top of the steps, frozen by the sheer velocity of it, but as I looked up at the sky, my breath caught. The moon looked different tonight. I looked massive, brilliant, and blindingly bright, casting an intense silver glow over the entire forest that seemed to vibrate directly beneath my skin. A heavy shoulder nudged against my thigh. I looked down. Eilís was already gone, replaced by the massive, midnight-black wolf. His golden eyes locked onto mine, giving me a firm, expectant look. He huffed, a cloud of white vapor rising from his muzzle, and nu

RAVEN The bright morning light streaming through the curtains forced me awake. Eilís was already up, waiting for me so we could head down for breakfast. After the nightmare, the normal noise of the palace dining hall was almost grounding. As we walked in, the entire table grew quiet. Eilís's brothers and the extended family members were already seated. I braced myself for the usual stares, but instead, they all acknowledged me with a quiet nod. It was a small shift, but after everything, it felt huge. I nodded back, keeping my composure as I offered a formal bow to the King. I took my seat and immediately looked toward Devon. "Morning, Devon," I murmured, offering him a genuine smile. He returned it with a quick, supportive nod. Sitting nearby were Lady Malia and Lord Harkan, their expressions unreadable but not outright hostile. The King set his cup down, his sharp eyes locking onto me across the long table. "Are you ready for your duties, Raven?" The question made my stomach

RAVEN The side door click-locked behind me, cutting off the silence of the Tribunal Hall. The moment I was out of sight, my knees gave out. I stumbled against the wall of the corridor, my chest heaving as I tried to force air into my lungs. I clutched the King’s journal tightly against my ribs. My fingers were still trembling so violently that the leather casing scraped against my shirt. "You move fast for someone who claimed to know nothing of werewolf law." I choked on a breath, my head snapping up. Lord Arden stepped out from an intersecting corridor just a few feet away. He must have slipped out of the council benches right after I walked out. His arms were crossed, his elegant posture completely relaxed, but his eyes were sharp and glittering with something dangerous. I forced myself to push away from the wall, trying to stand straight despite how badly my legs were shaking under my trousers. "Lord Arden," I said, my voice tighter and rougher than I intended. "The Nor

RAVENI frowned the second I walked into the room. I had been feeling unusually irritated, and seeing Eilís pacing the floor like a caged beast, I finally realized why.His eyes were glowing. He was muttering to himself, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles were white."They were inside the palace," Eilís growled, his voice low. "Under our noses. They stripped Mirabel's mind and walked out of the eastern passageways like ghosts."I took a slow, cautious step toward him, keeping one hand instinctively near my stomach. "Eilís... what happened?"He stopped pacing, snapping his head toward me. The fury in his eyes was terrifying. "A witch, Raven. A witch did this to Mirabel. They used a memory-erasing spell on her and slipped away. I am going to find whoever did this, and I am going to tear them apart piece by piece. I will burn them to the ground."Every word he spoke felt like a physical blow to my chest.A sharp ache bloomed behind my ribs. I stared at him, my throat completely d