Todos os capítulos de Her Wolf King: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Dawn came with smoke and ash. We burned the bodies. Pack tradition demanded it. Thirteen wolves lost. Thirteen families destroyed—thirteen reasons to hate the Council even more.I stood at the pyre and watched flames consume the dead. My father should have been among them. Should have received the same honour. But his body was gone and taken during the battle. Stolen by someone for some purpose I could not begin to understand.“We will find him,” Kade said beside me. He had not left my side since the fight ended. Had not let me out of his sight. “We will bring him home.”“The Council has him. They must. They took him for a reason.”“What reason?”I did not know. But the thought made my stomach turn. What could they want with a dead alpha’s body? What dark magic required corpses and bloodlines and…Oh no.“Necromancy,” I breathed. “They are going to use necromancy.”Sera appeared from the crowd. She looked exhausted. Covered in bandages and borrowed clothes. “Necromancy? That is forbid

We made it back to Steele territory at dawn. Kade was dying. I felt it through the bond. Felt his life slipping away with every heartbeat that grew weaker. Fainter. Wrong.“Hang on,” I whispered against his forehead. “Please. Just hang on.”He did not respond. Could not. The wounds from my father’s undead claws were festering. Rotting. Death magic was eating him from the inside out.Elena met us at the gates. Her eyes went wide when she saw Kade. “Get him to the medical den. Now!”We laid him on a stone table. His chest barely moved. His silver eyes were closed. He looked dead already.“Can you save him?” I asked Elena.She examined the wounds. Her face went pale. “This is a necromantic infection. It spreads through the blood. Turns living flesh into dead flesh. Most wolves die within hours.”“Most is not all. Tell me how to save him.”“There is only one way. You have to burn the infection out. Literally. Use fire to cauterise every infected area.” She looked at me. “But the pain will

The Council army vanished. Just disappeared like smoke. Illusions. All of it. The test was never about fighting. It was about seeing if I would sacrifice Kade to save my pack.“You made me think I was going to kill him,” I said to Aurora. “Made me think my pack was in danger. Why?”“Because the Void feeds on desperation. On broken bonds. On wolves who choose power over love. I needed to know you would not break when faced with that choice.” Aurora’s silver eyes studied me. “And you did not. Even when it would have been easier. Even when it would have saved everyone.”“What is the Void?” Kade asked. He was still on his knees. Still recovering from the binding chains that were not real but felt real enough.Aurora gestured. The sky above us rippled. Showed something else. Something beyond reality.Darkness. Endless. Consuming. With eyes that opened and closed like mouths. With tendrils that reached through dimensions. With hunger that made the curse inside me feel like a whisper.“The V

“You are dead,” I said. “I watched you die. I buried you myself.”“You buried a body. Not me.” My mother stepped closer. She looked exactly as I remembered. Auburn hair like mine. Green eyes that used to hold warmth. Now they held something else. Something ancient. “I am sorry, Aria. For the deception. For the pain. But it was necessary.”“Necessary? You let me think you were dead for ten years! Let Father become a monster! Let him torture me because I was not the son he wanted!” Rage exploded through me. The curse surged. “You let me suffer alone!”“I know. And I am sorry. But I had no choice.” She raised her hand. Symbols glowed beneath her skin. The same runes the First Ones carried. “I am cursed too, Aria. The ninth bloodline. The one Aurora never mentioned. The one that has been hidden for millennia.”My blood went cold. “What?”“Your father was not your only parent with cursed blood. I carry it too. A different strain. Older. More dangerous.” She pulled down her sleeve. The symb

We existed between moments. Between heartbeats. Between life and death. The seal pulsed through us. Through our merged consciousness. Through the bond that made us one.But something was wrong.I felt it first. A pulling sensation. Like something was trying to tear us apart from the inside. The nine bloodlines were fighting each other. Each one is trying to dominate. To be the strongest lock.“Kade,” I said through our shared mind. “The bloodlines. They are not stable.”“I feel it. They are rejecting each other. Rejecting us.”Pain exploded through our merged form. The curse tried to split. To separate into nine distinct pieces again. But we could not separate. If we did, the seal would break. The Void would consume everything.“We need to bind them tighter,” Kade said. “Force them to merge completely.”“That will destroy what is left of our humanity. We will become pure magic. Pure seal. Nothing else.”“Better that than failure.”He was right. But the thought of losing even more of m