บททั้งหมดของ Blood Moon: Claimed by the Mafia Alpha: บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

No one moved.For several seconds, the entire Valley of Echoes seemed to forget how to breathe.Princess Lyra stood before them without her mask.Not an illusion.Not a ghost.Not a memory.Alive.Her violet eyes held centuries of sorrow, but there was no mistaking the resemblance.Amara stared at her.“You…”Her voice trembled.“You were supposed to be dead.”Lyra smiled sadly.“I know.”Orion took a step forward.His face had gone completely pale.“Lyra.”She turned toward him.Something softened in her expression.“Hello, little brother.”Orion froze.The sword slipped from his fingers and struck the ground.The sound echoed through the valley.He stared at her as though the world itself had betrayed him.“You can’t…”His voice broke.“You can’t be my sister.”Lyra’s smile disappeared.“Why?”“Because I watched them burn your body.”“No.”“You were sixteen.”“I was.”“You…”Orion struggled to breathe.“I held your hand.”“I know.”“You stopped breathing.”Lyra slowly approached him

The world screamed. Not literally. But every living creature felt it. Across mountains, forests, oceans, and kingdoms, something ancient had awakened. For one terrifying moment, the moon disappeared behind a wall of darkness. Then the Blood Moon returned. Brighter. Larger. Closer. Its crimson light spread across the sky like spilled blood. In the First Kingdom, bells began ringing without anyone touching them. In the northern mountains, wolves howled simultaneously. In the western sea, ships were thrown against the shore by waves that seemed to rise from beneath the ocean. And deep beneath the earth… Five ancient prisons opened. ⸻ The Valley of Echoes shook violently. The enormous creature standing before Lucian and Amara lifted its head. Its countless eyes stared toward the horizon. Then it smiled. Yes. It smiled. And that was somehow more terrifying than its roar. “They are awake.” Its voice rolled across the valley. “After a thousand years…” “We are finall

Amara could not feel the ground. She could not feel Lucian’s hand. She could not hear the screams around her. There was only darkness. Endless. Cold. Silent. Then… A heartbeat. Thump. She opened her eyes. Nothing. No sky. No earth. No mountains. Only darkness stretching in every direction. “Lucian?” Her voice echoed. No answer. She turned around. “Lucian!” Still nothing. Fear tightened around her chest. She started walking. One step. Then another. Her footsteps created tiny ripples of silver light beneath her feet. That was when she realized something. She wasn’t alone. A figure stood far ahead. Tall. Motionless. Amara stopped. “Who are you?” The figure slowly turned. It was Lucian. But not the Lucian she knew. His clothes were different. His hair was longer. His eyes were completely crimson. And behind him stood an enormous black wolf. Amara’s breath caught. “Lucian?” The figure smiled. “No.” His voice was his. But older. Colder. “I’m w

The word home echoed inside Lucian’s mind. He had never considered the Shadow Kingdom home. He had never even known it existed. Yet something inside him reacted to the word. Something ancient. Something familiar. Selene still held his wrist. “Come.” Lucian didn’t move. “Wait.” She turned. He looked at her carefully. “You said you’re my sister.” “I am.” “How do I know you’re telling the truth?” Selene smiled. “You don’t.” Lucian frowned. “That’s it?” “You shouldn’t trust me simply because I share your blood.” Amara glanced at her approvingly. Selene noticed. “You must be Amara.” Amara nodded. “How do you know me?” “Mother has spoken about you for years.” Amara’s heart skipped. “She knows me?” Selene nodded. “She knows everything.” Lucian stepped closer. “Then take me to her.” Selene’s smile disappeared. “I will.” She looked toward the battlefield. “But first…” She pointed toward the Primordial. “…we have to survive.” ⸻ The creature roared again.

“I found you.” Amara’s voice echoed through the darkness. Lucian froze. For the first time since falling into the prison, he felt something other than fear. Hope. “Amara?” “I’m here.” He turned. Nothing. “Where?” “Close your eyes.” Lucian hesitated. “Trust me.” He closed them. The darkness disappeared. For one brief moment, he could see everything. Amara stood on the other side of the chamber. Her body was surrounded by silver light. Behind her stood the Twin Wolf. But something was wrong. Her eyes were completely black. “Amara…” She smiled. “Don’t be afraid.” Lucian immediately knew. “That’s not you.” Her smile widened. “Very good.” The illusion shattered. A black wave exploded outward. Lucian raised his sword. The creature appeared again. This time, it wore Amara’s face. “You really are difficult.” Lucian’s grip tightened. “Where is she?” “Somewhere you’ll never reach.” “You’re lying.” “Am I?” The creature stepped closer. “You can’t feel her.”