All Chapters of Bankrupting the Alpha: Crowned by the Dragon King: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

Aella POVBy the time I finally understood what the board was asking of me, three months had passed.Three months inside a place where time barely touched the outside world, yet every second had shaped me.My body had changed.I could feel the babies now.Not just as a quiet presence.Not just as a distant awareness.I could feel them move.Small at first.Then stronger.Alive.Real.And with that came something I had not expected to hit so hard.Anxiety.Were they okay?What if something was wrong and I couldn’t see it?What if they arrived early?What if I wasn’t ready?The questions came like waves, fast and relentless, threatening to pull me under if I let them.But I didn’t.Because the one thing the castle had forced me to learn—Clearing my mind—Now became the thing that saved me.Every time fear tried to take hold, I breathed.Focused.Let the noise settle instead of letting it spiral.It didn’t erase the worry.But it kept it from controlling me.And that was enough.Standin

Chapter — Not Alone in This Aella POV It took Sol around two hours to clear his mind. Two. Hours. I was furious. Not loudly. Not dramatically. But the kind of quiet, simmering irritation that builds when something feels deeply unfair and there is no one to blame for it. I watched him from my chair, arms crossed, pretending I wasn’t watching him. But I was. Of course I was. Because I knew that look on his face. The focus. The stillness. The determination to win something that no one had even declared a competition. And I had a feeling— He was competing with me. It wouldn’t be the first time. That was how we had gotten close in the first place. Pushing each other. Challenging each other. Refusing to settle for anything less than being the best—not by cheating, not by shortcuts, but by becoming better. It had always been us against the impossible. But this— This felt unfair. He wasn’t pregnant. He hadn’t been stopped every time someone thought he looked too tired. He

Aella POV Sol looked… different. More grounded than I had ever seen him before. There was a stillness to him now, not forced, not controlled—natural. Like something inside him had finally aligned. The tension that had been riding beneath his skin for weeks had eased, replaced by something quieter. Stronger. And that look in his eyes— Determined. Focused. Ready. I didn’t move. I refused to leave his arms. After everything—the frustration, the pressure, the countdown ticking above us like a constant reminder of what was coming—I wasn’t letting go of that moment so easily. So instead of stepping back into the center of the room, instead of rushing forward like I had done for the past three months, I stayed exactly where I was. And I asked the castle. “So… now what?” My voice echoed softly through the library. The shelves stilled. The lights dimmed slightly, as if listening. I shifted just enough to rest my head lightly against Sol’s shoulder, my hand still over my stom

Aella POVI stepped forward.The moment my foot touched the path, the world unraveled.Light burst around me—not blinding, but alive. It shimmered like a storm of stars, wrapping around my body in a cascade of glittering brilliance. It sank into my skin, into my breath, into my very being, until I could no longer tell where I ended and it began.For a single, suspended heartbeat—I was nowhere.Then—I was somewhere else.The library was gone.The castle, the queens, Sol—All of it vanished as if it had never existed.I stood in a clearing.A forest surrounded me, yet it was unlike any forest I had ever known. Everything shimmered. Not faintly, not in passing—every surface gleamed with an otherworldly brilliance, as though the land itself had been crafted from light and memory.The air sparkled.Each breath stirred it, sending faint glimmers drifting through the space like dust made of stars. The ground beneath my feet was soft, yet it gleamed faintly, each blade of grass polished to

Aella POV“How do I allow access?” I asked.My voice sounded smaller than I expected in a place that reflected everything I was.“How do I choose who gets in and who doesn’t?”The question echoed through the clearing, carried on glittering air and the quiet hum of something ancient watching me decide.“Would that make me as bad as the ones who banished Elias in the first place?”The words came faster now.Sharper.More honest.“Will I be the one who creates the next great villain because of my actions?”Silence followed.Not empty.Waiting.My essence didn’t answer immediately.She stepped closer instead, her presence calm, steady—unchanged by the weight of what I had just said.“You are asking the right questions,” she said at last.That wasn’t comforting.“That doesn’t answer anything.”“No,” she agreed. “It doesn’t.”Her gaze held mine, unwavering.“Because there is no answer that removes the risk.”The clearing dimmed slightly, as if acknowledging the truth.“You will choose who e