All Chapters of The Alpha's Wife, The Lycan King's Obsession : Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

They argued late into the night, the disagreement stretching far beyond the healing room into their private chambers, both of them too exhausted and raw from everything they'd already survived to find the gentle patience that usually characterized their conversations. Luna slept peacefully in her crib nearby, entirely unaware of the tension building around her small, sleeping form."You keep acting as though I'm asking you to hand her over to another enemy," Gianna said, pacing the length of their room, her frustration finally breaking through the exhaustion that had settled deep into her bones. "This isn't the same, Nolan. Fenna will supervise every single moment of it. One drop of blood. That's all it requires.""One drop turned into an entire ritual last time," Nolan said, though the fight in his voice had noticeably softened compared to earlier in the day. "I watched her body light up so brightly it knocked grown men off their feet. I don't know what small amounts of her blood mig

Three days passed with no word from Cyrus, and the palace settled into a cautious assumption that he had simply needed distance, time to process the complicated tangle of emotions his confrontation with Nolan had clearly stirred within him. Gianna checked in with Pietra periodically, finding the woman withdrawn and quiet, her earlier tears replaced now by a careful, guarded stillness that suggested she too was avoiding whatever conversation might arise from Cyrus's sudden absence.It was on the third morning that a messenger arrived at the palace gates, bearing a sealed letter addressed formally to Nolan, its wax stamp bearing an unfamiliar crest that neither he nor Gianna immediately recognized.Nolan broke the seal in the privacy of his study, Gianna standing beside him as he unfolded the parchment and began reading aloud."To His Majesty King Nolan," he read, his voice carrying growing confusion as the words continued, "this letter comes from the Council of Alphas representing the

Cyrus managed a few more details as Fenna finished bandaging his ribs, his swollen lips making every word a visible effort. "They left hours before you arrived," he said. "I heard them talking while they thought I was unconscious. They intend to sell the vial at auction, to whoever offers the highest price. They said something so rare would attract buyers from every corner of the kingdom, even beyond it.""Did they mention any names?" Nolan asked, crouching beside him despite the lingering anger still simmering beneath his concern. "Any location where this auction might take place?"Cyrus shook his head slowly, wincing at the movement. "No names. Only that word traveled fast among certain circles once something this valuable became available. They seemed confident buyers would find them, rather than the other way around."Nolan straightened, frustration evident in the tight set of his jaw. He glanced toward Gianna, and something in his expression made clear the thought crossing his mi

When the smoke finally cleared, Gianna found herself trapped in a nightmare unlike anything she had ever experienced. Her body stood exactly where it had been, frozen mid-motion, one arm still lifted as though reaching toward Nolan's voice, her eyes fixed and unblinking, staring at nothing. But her mind remained painfully, terrifyingly awake, every sensation heightened rather than dulled, every sound and sight around her crystal clear despite her complete inability to respond to any of it.She could see Margaret standing before her, that same cold, satisfied smile stretched across her face, watching Gianna's frozen form with obvious delight."Ah, good," Margaret said, clapping her hands together softly. "You're aware. Excellent. It would be a shame for you to miss experiencing this properly."Gianna screamed inside her own mind, desperate, furious, terrified, but no sound emerged, no muscle so much as twitched in response to her frantic, silent pleading."Don't worry," Margaret contin

The journey home carried a different weight than their arrival at the port town had, relief tempered by the lingering unease of Margaret's final, venomous warning still echoing in Gianna's mind. She kept the small glass vial clutched carefully in her palm throughout most of the ride, unwilling to let it out of her sight even for a moment despite the exhaustion pulling heavily at every part of her body.Once they finally arrived back at the palace, exhausted but safe, Gianna sought out Fenna immediately, the vial still held tightly in her hand."I want this destroyed," she said without preamble, setting it carefully on Fenna's worktable. "Completely. I don't want any trace of it remaining anywhere within this palace."Fenna studied the small vial for a long moment, understanding evident in her expression even before Gianna could explain further. "You're worried others might come looking for it," she said. "Exactly as Margaret warned.""I'm not willing to risk it," Gianna said firmly. "