Semua Bab The Rejected Luna's Twin Alphas : Bab 21 - Bab 30

The journey to the heart of the Northern Lycan Empire was not merely a physical relocation; it was a descent into a world where the sun was a distant memory and the air itself felt like a heavy, crystalline weight. From the observation deck of High King Malakai’s flagship, I watched as the lush greenery of the Eastern Region faded into the jagged, snow-draped peaks of the North.The Imperial City, Crystalia, was a marvel of architectural terror. It wasn’t built; it was grown from the earth in spirals of transparent ice and white marble. As we descended, the city shimmered under the aurora borealis, a haunting dance of neon greens and purples that reflected off the glass-like spires.“Is that where we’re going to live, Mama?” Liam asked, his small hand pressing against the reinforced glass of the airship. He looked smaller here, wrapped in the thick white furs Malakai’s servants had provided.“For now, my love,” I whispered, though the words felt like lead in my throat. I could feel th

The revelation of Astra’s existence changed everything. I was no longer a ward of the King; I was a mother in a race against time. Every minute, my sons spent in those sub-levels was a minute closer to their destruction.The following day, I played the part of the dutiful queen. I sat with Malakai in the Great Hall, listening to him drone on about the “purity of the bloodline” and the “unification of the northern tribes.” I watched him with a false smile, even as I mapped every guard rotation and every exit in the Spire.“You seem... agreeable today, Elara,” Malakai said, swirling a glass of wine that looked like liquid rubies. “I was told you were a firebrand. Perhaps the North has finally cooled your blood.”“I am a mother, High King,” I said, my voice steady. “I want what is best for my sons. If that means they are the future of this empire, then I must accept it.”Malakai studied me, his silver eyes narrowing. For a moment, I thought he saw through the lie and that he could feel t

When the light faded, the chamber was in ruins. The obsidian walls were cracked, the massive machinery of the Core was silent and smoking, and the violet glow that had defined the room was gone, replaced by the pale, cold moonlight streaming in from a hole in the ceiling.I was on the floor, my hands blackened and raw, but I didn’t care. I crawled toward the two small figures lying in the wreckage.“Leo? Liam?”Leo was the first to sit up. He coughed, a cloud of silver mist escaping his lips. His eyes were no longer grey. They were a brilliant, burning gold—brighter than they had ever been before.“Mama?” he asked, his voice clear and strong. “I saw the voices. But I told them to go away. I told them I already had a home.”I pulled him into my arms, sobbing with relief. Liam sat up a moment later, rubbing his eyes as if he had just woken from a long, deep sleep.“I’m hungry,” Liam muttered, making me laugh through my tears.“Elara, look out!”Hale’s warning came just in time. I spun a

The air over the Black Mountain had changed. It no longer carried the sharp, sterile scent of Malakai’s influence, nor the heavy, oppressive tension of the Seven Alphas’ challenge. Instead, as our scout ship broke through the clouds and began its descent toward the pack lands, the air felt thick with anticipation. It was the smell of damp earth and coming rain. The scent of a world that was finally breathing again.I sat in the co-pilot’s seat, my hands resting on my lap. They were still wrapped in bandages, the skin beneath itching as the silver-burns began to heal. Beside me, Killian navigated the ship with a focus that bordered on obsessive. He hadn’t slept since we left the ruins of Crystalia. His jaw was set, and his golden eyes remained fixed on the horizon, occasionally flickering toward the reflection of the twins in the glass.“They’re still asleep,” I said softly, breaking the silence that had stretched for the last hour.Killian glanced back at Leo and Liam, who were curled

​The aftermath of the battle was a grim, silent tally of our losses. The air in the estate still tasted of ozone and scorched silver, a lingering reminder of the high-tech weaponry that had torn through our defences. The once-grand hallways were half-ruined, with dust and plaster still settling over the shattered marble floors. A dozen of our bravest pack members were now fighting for their lives in the infirmary, and the most dangerous secret we possessed, which is the true nature of the twins was no longer a secret. The human world had seen what we were, and there was no going back to the shadows.​We were gathered in the tactical room, the only wing of the house that remained structurally secure and shielded from electronic surveillance. Kael leaned against a reinforced wall, his arm in a rough sling, and his face a sickly shade of pale. Across from him, Killian sat at the head of the heavy oak table. His wounds had been patched, but his eyes were haunted by a cold, simmering rage