All Chapters of Blood Moon: Claimed by the Mafia Alpha: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

The words hung in the air like a death sentence. ”…you are his last living descendant.” Amara couldn’t breathe. Her knees gave way beneath her, but Lucian caught her before she could fall. His arm wrapped securely around her waist as he pulled her close. “No,” she whispered, shaking her head. “That’s impossible.” Orion’s expression was filled with sympathy. “I wish it were.” The Heart Chamber remained deathly silent. No one knew what to say. No one knew what to believe. For centuries, the Eclipse King had been remembered as the greatest threat the world had ever known. And now… The Queen carried his blood. ⸻ Outside the palace, the news spread faster than wildfire. No one knew exactly how. Perhaps it was fear. Perhaps rumors. Or perhaps someone had been waiting for this truth to emerge. Within an hour, whispers echoed throughout the Alpha camp. “The Queen is descended from the Eclipse King.” “She carries his blood.” “Maybe she was never on ou

Morning arrived without sunlight. Thick gray clouds hung over the First Kingdom, swallowing the rays of dawn before they could touch the crystal towers. The Blood Moon had finally disappeared below the horizon, but the mountain felt no warmer. The air itself carried the weight of the previous night’s revelations. From the highest balcony of the Royal Palace, Lucian watched the valley below. Thousands of warriors filled the training grounds. Royal Guards polished crystal spears. Alpha warriors sharpened silver blades. Messengers rode between camps carrying sealed orders. No one laughed. No one celebrated surviving the battle. For the first time since Lucian had claimed the Crown, fear had united the kingdom more completely than victory ever had. Behind him, the great doors opened quietly. “You’ve been awake all night.” Amara’s gentle voice carried through the empty balcony. Lucian didn’t turn. “I wasn’t tired.” She smiled faintly. “You’ve said that three nights in a row

The morning before the journey dawned cold and quiet. A pale mist drifted through the streets of the First Kingdom, wrapping its crystal towers in a veil of silver. From a distance, the palace looked peaceful. It was an illusion. Inside its walls, every corridor buzzed with preparation. Royal Guards inspected weapons one last time. Messengers carried sealed letters to the Alpha Houses. Blacksmiths hammered enchanted silver into armor, while healers filled leather satchels with herbs, moonstone powder, and healing elixirs. Everyone understood the importance of the mission. Whether the meeting in the Valley of Echoes ended in peace or bloodshed, the future of every Alpha House would be decided there. ⸻ Lucian stood in the Hall of Kings. Unlike the council chamber, this room was empty except for the statues of the monarchs who had ruled before him. One hundred stone figures lined the walls. Each king held a sword pointed toward the floor. Each queen carried a moonstone orb

No one moved. The figure standing before Lucian looked exactly like him. The same height. The same silver hair. The same scar running across his left eyebrow. The same voice. Only two things were different. His eyes burned crimson instead of silver. And upon his head rested a crown forged from black iron, its jagged points twisting upward like thorns. He smiled. It was Lucian’s smile. Only colder. Crueler. More certain. Amara instinctively reached for Lucian’s hand. The moment their fingers touched, she felt the Guardian Bond tremble. “Lucian…” “I know.” His voice remained calm, but she could feel his pulse quickening. The dark reflection took another step forward. “So…” “It seems you’re still afraid of me.” Lucian slowly drew the Sword of Valerius. “I don’t fear shadows.” The reflection laughed. “You should.” “After all…” “…I’m the only version of you who never hesitates.” ⸻ Before anyone could react, the remaining standing stones began to crack. One aft

The sky disappeared. Thousands of arrows arced over the Valley of Echoes, blotting out the morning light like a flock of black birds. For a heartbeat… No one moved. Then Lucian’s voice cut through the silence. “SHIELDS!” The Royal Guards reacted instantly. Crystal shields slammed together, forming a protective wall around the delegation. The first volley struck. BOOM! The impact echoed across the valley. Ordinary arrows would have shattered against enchanted crystal. These did not. Black flames erupted where they landed, burning through shields as though they were made of paper. One guard cried out, clutching his arm as dark fire spread across his armor. “Healer!” Seraphine shouted. Amara stepped forward before anyone else could move. She raised both hands. Silver light blossomed from her palms. The flames hissed violently. One by one, they faded until only smoke remained. The wounded guard stared at his arm in disbelief. Not a single burn remained. Kael let out