All Chapters of Bankrupting the Alpha: Crowned by the Dragon King: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

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The fun part

Aella POVThe bond pulsed sharply.Closer.My breath caught as the silver-blue portal shimmered violently for a moment before stabilizing once more. I could feel Sol approaching through the connection now, steady and determined, carrying multiple presences with him.Then—The portal opened fully.Sol stepped through first.And behind him—Beatriz.Pamela.Marcus.The moment Pamela crossed the threshold into the clearing, she froze.Her eyes landed directly on me.Or more specifically—On my stomach.My pregnancy belly was no longer small enough to hide beneath flowing fabric. The sanctuary had accelerated the babies’ growth, and even though I had not gained much weight elsewhere, the curve of my stomach was unmistakable now.Pamela gasped softly, her hand flying to her mouth.“Oh my God…”Emotion flooded through the bond instantly as Sol moved closer to me, instinctively positioning himself at my side.Marcus looked equally stunned, though far quieter about it.Beatriz, however—Beatr

Glowing tatoos

Aella POVChaos clasped his hands together, looking far too entertained by the entire situation.“Well,” he said brightly, “normally this would involve ancient rituals, blood offerings, sacred vows, and enough dramatic chanting to satisfy even me.”Pamela visibly paled.Chaos grinned wider.“But since the sanctuary has not had active monarchs in centuries…” He gestured lazily toward Sol and me. “You two have to determine a new method of swearing them in.”Marcus blinked slowly.“So you’re telling me there’s no actual procedure?”“There was a procedure,” Order corrected calmly. “It simply no longer applies.”“That sounds deeply unsafe,” Pamela muttered.I ignored them and focused instead on what my essence had told me earlier.Recognition.Binding.A fragment of power.I inhaled slowly before stepping forward.“I know how to do it,” I said quietly.Everyone looked at me.“I’ll infuse a small amount of my Monarch power into them,” I explained. “Not enough to truly alter them, more like…

Magical existential crisis

Chapter — The Mark of the SanctuaryAella POV“Get in line,” Sol said calmly.The authority in his voice made everyone actually obey immediately.Marcus moved first, guiding Beatriz forward while Pamela remained behind him, still looking equal parts nervous and fascinated by everything happening around her.The clearing had changed again.The sanctuary itself seemed alert now, awake in a way it had not been before. The flowers shimmered brighter, the air carried visible traces of light drifting lazily around us, and the portal behind me pulsed steadily with silver-blue energy.Sol stood at the center of it all.Steady.Grounded.Powerful.He looked toward Beatriz first.“You’re first.”Beatriz narrowed her eyes slightly. “I’m beginning to question every decision that led me here.”Chaos grinned immediately. “That means you’re adapting wonderfully.”She ignored him completely and stepped in front of Sol.To my surprise, Sol gently took both her hands in his.The moment they touched—Po

first heartbeats

Aella POVThe moment Beatriz finished speaking, the castle reacted.Glowing arrows appeared on the floor instantly, bright silver lines forming across the polished stone before extending down one of the hallways.Pamela jumped.“Oh come on,” she complained. “Why does the castle keep doing that?”Chaos laughed loudly beside us.“Because it enjoys being dramatic.”The arrows pulsed again as if offended by the delay.Chaos pointed toward them with a grin.“You should probably follow those.”Marcus sighed deeply. “I miss normal buildings.”“There is no such thing anymore,” Pamela informed him gravely before immediately following the arrows.The rest of us moved after her.The castle corridors shifted subtly as we walked, walls widening and lights brightening the farther we advanced. The sanctuary itself seemed eager now, almost excited, guiding us deeper inside its structure.Then the hallway opened.I stopped.Because what waited beyond looked unmistakably like a hospital wing.Not ancie

Surprises

Aella POVThe room remained silent except for the sound of the heartbeats echoing softly through the monitors.Fast.Slow.Alive.I couldn’t stop staring at the screen.Neither could Sol.Something in my chest had completely unraveled the moment I heard them for the first time. The fear, the pressure, the endless responsibilities waiting outside these walls—None of it mattered for those few seconds.Only them.Only our children.Beatriz, however, suddenly frowned.Not lightly.Deeply.The kind of expression doctors made right before delivering terrible news.My stomach tightened immediately.“What?” Sol asked sharply beside me.Beatriz looked between us slowly.Then blinked.“Wait,” she said carefully. “When exactly were you planning on informing me that you were pregnant with triplets?”Silence.Complete silence.I felt my entire body go cold.“What?”Beatriz stared at us.“You’re having triplets.”Sol paled instantly beside me.Actually paled.I turned toward him so fast I nearly s

History repeats

Aella POVThe room had not recovered from the revelation of the third child when the air shifted again.Power rippled softly through the hospital wing.Then—All three Queens materialized.The healer Queen stood closest to me, her silver eyes still fixed on my stomach with visible concern and fascination. Queen Alors appeared calmer, though I could see the tension hidden beneath her composed expression.The central Queen, however—Looked emotional.Not fearful.Hopeful.Her gaze locked onto the monitor displaying the three heartbeats, and for a brief moment she looked centuries younger.Order stepped forward slowly, his attention focused entirely on the screen.The monitor pulsed softly.Three heartbeats echoed through the room.Steady.Alive.“One heir for each kingdom,” Order said quietly.Silence followed.The weight of the statement settled heavily over everyone present.“This is more than we ever thought possible,” he continued.Chaos laughed immediately.Bright.Delighted.“Oh,

No More Forgotten Children

Aella POVThe silence lingering in the hospital wing felt heavier after Sol’s words.History repeating itself.The thought settled over everyone uneasily because none of us could deny it.Three kingdoms.Three children.Three expectations already beginning to form before they were even born.Then—Queen Silveira laughed.Not mockingly.Softly.Almost fondly.The healer Queen stepped closer to the bed, silver robes flowing around her as she looked between Sol and me with an expression that carried centuries of memory.“There were four children in total,” she said calmly.The room stilled immediately.“Elias was the fourth.”Something tightened painfully in my chest.Queen Silveira sighed softly.“The only one not given an automatic kingdom,” she continued. “Even as he lived within the sanctuary, he held no control over it.”The words landed heavily.Because suddenly—I understood.Not just the cruelty Elias suffered.The isolation.The feeling of standing beside greatness while never t

Home

Aella POVThe tension in the hospital wing slowly eased after the discussion about heirs.Not completely.The weight of it still lingered in the room, heavy and thoughtful, but for the first time since discovering the third baby, everyone looked less afraid and more… careful.Beatriz focused back on the monitor, her expression returning fully to professional concentration as she adjusted the machine once more.The three heartbeats echoed steadily through the room.Strong.Alive.My hand remained over my stomach the entire time.I still couldn’t fully process it.Three babies.One hidden behind a magical barrier.And somehow, despite the panic trying to creep into my mind, hearing their heartbeats grounded me more than anything else had since arriving here.Beatriz finally leaned back slightly and exhaled.“Okay,” she said slowly. “The babies are fine.”The relief that hit me was immediate enough to make my eyes sting.Beside me, Sol visibly relaxed for the first time since she mention

Consecuences

Aella POV Time passed quickly inside the sanctuary. Too quickly. The days blurred together into something soft and almost peaceful, something I had never truly experienced before. For the first time in years— I rested. Not completely. I did not think someone like me would ever truly stop preparing for disaster, but the sanctuary made it easier to breathe. Easier to exist without constantly waiting for the next attack. The babies were healthy. Strong. Beatriz checked them constantly, muttering about impossible magical pregnancies and accelerated development while Pamela helped organize what now looked like a fully functioning hospital wing inside the castle. The sanctuary adapted around us daily. The nursery expanded on its own. Three cribs appeared instead of two. The walls shifted colors depending on which baby moved the most during the day. The hidden baby especially seemed to enjoy causing problems. At one point the lights throughout the entire castle flickered becau

The Last Thing I Remember

Sol POV Chaos. That was the only way to describe what waited outside the sanctuary. The moment I crossed the portal and arrived at the Silver Pack, the smell hit first. Smoke. Blood. Burning earth. The sky itself looked wrong, darkened by clouds moving far too fast above the territory while explosions shook the ground beneath my feet. Screams echoed through the pack lands. Not only human screams. Monster screams. The kind that no longer sounded fully alive. I moved instantly. The cold flame inside me surged through my veins as I crossed the battlefield, power exploding beneath my feet while creatures rushed through the territory like a plague. Elias creations. Not shadows. Not void creatures. Monsters. Twisted things made from flesh, darkness, and magic stitched together unnaturally. Some still looked partially human. That somehow made it worse. I cut through the first one that lunged at me without slowing down, blue and silver flames consuming it instantly. The p

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