All Chapters of Bankrupting the Alpha: Crowned by the Dragon King: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Aella POVThe question lingered in the throne room.Where is Darius now?The three queens exchanged a look so heavy with regret that I felt the answer before anyone spoke it.The central queen lowered her gaze.“Darius is dead.”No triumph touched the words.No satisfaction.Only consequence.“He was killed by Elias himself.”The room seemed to contract around us.I felt Sol’s hand tighten around the books he still carried, though neither of us had remembered to set them down.The queen continued, and as she spoke, the air before us filled once more with memory.A public square appeared.Crowded.Banners snapping in the wind.The people of the main kingdom gathered in celebration or judgment—I could not tell which. At the center stood the three queens upon a raised dais. Nobility ringed the edges. Guards lined the stone paths.And there, before all of them—Darius.Magnificent in appearance.Perfectly composed.A ruler sculpted for admiration.Beside him stood his mate, jeweled and si

Chapter — Still My HoneymoonAella POVI stood in the center of the throne room, surrounded by queens, ghosts, memory, and the wreckage of truths that should have been spoken long ago.My anger had not faded.It had sharpened.I placed one hand over my stomach without thinking.A protective instinct so constant now it had become part of every breath.“I understand,” I said at last.My voice was calmer than I felt.“I understand that it falls to Sol and me to stop Elias.”The words tasted unfair.But true.“Because whatever he once was, whatever was done to him, his presence now places a risk to my unborn children.”The chamber seemed to still around that truth.Not kingdoms.Not crowns.Not ancient guilt.My children.That was the center of everything now.Sol stepped closer beside me, his shoulder brushing mine.Silent agreement.Silent promise.I looked back at the queens.“But I want to know something else.”The central queen lifted her gaze.“Why did you not tell us about him befo

Chapter — The Heirs of SanctuaryAella POVSol and I returned to our honeymoon at last.This time, the castle did not drag us through memories, grief, or unfinished truths. It simply welcomed us.The corridors brightened as we walked. Soft music drifted through the halls from nowhere and everywhere at once. Doors opened before us, and the castle guided us through sunlit galleries and flowering archways until we reached a quiet wing overlooking the gardens.There, waiting at the end of the hall, was a pair of carved doors.Our names were inscribed across them in silver light.Aella & SolI stopped smiling only because the breath caught in my throat.Beside those doors stood another.Smaller.Gentler.Its frame wrapped in carved vines, stars, moons, and tiny crowns.The nursery.I looked at Sol.He looked at me.Then we both laughed softly in disbelief.The castle, apparently, was not subtle.Inside, the room was beautiful.Warm light poured through tall windows overlooking the sanctuar

Aella POVNow that Chaos and Order were there, and no one had yet stormed out or transformed the room into a battlefield, I decided to use the opportunity.I looked at the queens first, then at Chaos, then at Order.“While everyone is gathered,” I said, “I’m sharing what the queens told us about Elias.”Chaos immediately sat in a chair that had not existed a second earlier. Order remained standing. The queens straightened. Sol moved behind me, one hand resting lightly at my waist.I recounted everything.Darius.The murders during eclipses.Marissa.The public cruelty.The second chance mate.The exile.The sanctuary gates closed against him.The original purpose of the Eclipse group before it became something twisted.No one interrupted. Even Chaos listened without theatrics.When I finished, I looked directly at him.“I understand how Elias was broken,” I said quietly. “But I still don’t understand how the man we saw passing the void’s trials became what he is now.”The room grew st

Aella POVI looked between them all, then toward the mirror standing across the room.The same mirror Sol and I had used the first time we left.An idea struck fast enough that I spoke before anyone else could.“Can we bring them over using the mirror Sol and I used the first time?”For one hopeful second, no one answered.Then the middle queen sighed.Queen Alors.It was not an irritated sigh.It was the sigh of someone who had watched many people discover that magic still came with inconvenient rules.“Child,” she said gently, “it is not so easy.”My shoulders dropped.Of course it wasn’t.Nothing had been easy since the day I learned my life belonged to several realms at once.Queen Alors stepped closer to the mirror, her fingers hovering over its frame.“The mirror is a passage for the bound and the recognized,” she explained. “It responded to your crowns, your bond, your inheritance.”She looked back at me.“It was never meant to be used as a transport gate for anyone you please.