Todos os capítulos de Elemental Lycan : The Devine Elemental: Capítulo 161 - Capítulo 170

Hours later, long after the sprawling pack house had fallen completely silent and Ginny’s breathing had evened out into a deep, peaceful rhythm, Jax was still wide awake.He sat frozen in the dark armchair by the window, staring out at the jagged line of trees illuminated by the cold, silver moonlight. His mind was a turbulent, dark mess, caught in a relentless, exhausting loop. He couldn't stop seeing the horrifying truth of Vane's underground labs. He knew the absolute chaos, the torture, and the agonizing death the man had orchestrated for decades.But as Jax sat there, listening intently to the faint, rapid flutter of his unborn son's heartbeat, a dark, treacherous whisper crept into the back of his mind.If Leela had never shown up... If she had never crossed their borders, her massive, brilliant elemental spark would never have acted like a flare in the night sky. Vane would have never found her. He would have just stayed hidden in the shadows, slowly rotting away and running ou

The morning sun did little to burn away the heavy, lingering exhaustion of the night before. Breakfast had been a quiet, hurried affair, the looming reality of the day pressing down on all of them.When the last plates were cleared, Fennigan pressed a fierce, lingering kiss to Leela’s lips, buried his face briefly in the twins' curls, and reluctantly turned on his heel. Leela watched his broad shoulders tense the moment he began the long, heavy walk down the corridor toward the mahogany doors of the study, where Damon, Jax, and the Elders were already waiting to resume their war council.Standing in the hallway with a babbling twin balanced on each hip, Leela paused at the fork in the corridor.She knew she should probably head to the downstairs guest room. Ginny was stuck on bed rest, likely going stir-crazy, and Jax had just locked himself away for another grueling day of politics. But as Leela looked down the shadowed hall, the phantom chill of iron chains from her nightmare still

While Elana watched the sunlit courtyard from the Great Room windows, the heavy, muffled baritones of the Alpha, his men, and the Elders bled through the thick mahogany doors of the study down the hall.They had spent the last hour throwing out every possible tactical avenue. Damon had briefly suggested taking the evidence of Vane's underground labs straight to the capital police, but Jax had immediately shot it down—at least one of the highest-ranking commanding officers in the capital was sitting right there on their newly compiled list of corrupt officials. Handing over the evidence would be a death sentence.Trapped in a political corner, they ultimately made the only strategic choice they could. They would try the legal, diplomatic route first. Fennigan drafted a formal, unyielding notice to the High Council, requesting an immediate summit.With the missive sent off, there was nothing left to do but wait.The study doors finally clicked open, releasing the men from the suffocatin

By the time the sun dipped below the tree line, painting the sky in deep shades of bruised orange and twilight purple, the massive courtyard fire pit had been built and lit in record time.The Blackwood pack cooks, thrilled by the sudden excuse to celebrate, had worked absolute magic in the kitchens. They hauled out wooden tables and quickly loaded them with a feast fit for their Alpha and Luna. The rich, mouth-watering scent of slow-roasted meats, fresh-baked bread, and sweet, charred vegetables mingled beautifully with the crisp woodsmoke drifting up into the evening air.The news of Leela’s pregnancy had spread through the pack like wildfire. All evening, warriors, omegas, and elders alike formed a joyful, steady line to approach Fennigan and Leela, offering warm hugs and heartfelt congratulations on the impending arrival of the twins' new baby brother. For the first time in weeks, the crushing weight of the High Council felt like a distant, irrelevant nightmare.Across the courtya

Fennigan’s voice was like grinding stone. "You are dismissed. You may leave."The messenger didn’t wait. He gave a sharp, stiff nod, retreated to his vehicle, and pulled around the circle drive with a haste that betrayed his practiced composure.Fennigan stood there for a moment, before he turned back toward the porch. The Alpha mask softened, but only just enough to reach his family. He leaned down, ruffling Caspian’s messy curls and patting Briar’s cheek before pulling Leela into a brief kiss that tasted of lingering adrenaline."I’ve got to go get Jax," he murmured, his eyes already tracking toward the Great Room windows. "And the Elders. And Dad."Leela’s brow furrowed, her lips parting as she started to protest. "Fenn, I’m coming with—"Fennigan held his hand up, his expression firm. "No, Sparky."The use of the nickname was meant to soften the blow, but his gaze remained steady. "I don’t want you back in that room. Veda was right—we keep this business in there so it doesn't seep