บททั้งหมดของ The Human Bound to The Alpha Prince : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

"No", this mere word held a lot of power which Elara realized now. The answer made her chest tighten. Her eyes shimmered with shock more than tears. "So I really… left everything behind?" Lucien noticed the slight sway in her stance and reached out, stopping just short of touching her, as if unsure whether she would pull away. "Elara," he said softly, "look at me." She did. "You're overwhelmed. Sit down." "I'm fine....." "You're not," he cut in gently. The softness in his tone surprised everyone, including her. He pulled a chair back slightly. "Sit." This time she didn't argue. She lowered herself slowly, her hands still trembling in her lap. Lucien remained beside her, not too close ... but close enough to intervene if she faltered. "You're cold," he muttered, noticing her shaking fingers. "I'm not cold," she whispered. "I'm..... I don't know." His expression darkened. No one spoke. Finally, she looked up again, fear mixing with fragile disbelief. "You're… the Alph

Lucien's voice cut through the throne room, sharp enough to silence the low murmur of nobles gathered along the marble walls. His eyes burned with restrained fury. "How did this even happen? You know he tried to harm your future Luna. And I am certain he wasn't one of our royal guards." A ripple of whispers spread instantly among the courtiers. Guards shifted uneasily, their grips tightening around their spears. Ragnar leaned forward slightly, his brows drawn together. "How can you be so sure about it?" he asked, studying his son carefully. Lucien took a slow breath, but the anger simmering beneath refused to settle. "The arrow that struck Elara was poisoned. Venom of the Veil." The words fell heavy in the silent hall. "That guard aimed at her just after everyone got to know that she is my fated mate. Don't you find that suspicious?" Gasps echoed faintly from the nobles. Even the advisors exchanged startled glances. Everyone present knew the rarity and danger of that poison.

"That… that tree…" Lyra whispered, still staring at it like it had just broken a centuries-old rule.Elara looked between the tree and Lyra, her brows knitting slightly. "What about it?"Lyra didn't answer immediately. Then suddenly...She squinted at the tree.Then at Elara.Then back at the tree.A slow, mischievous grin spread across her face, completely ruining the tension."…I think it has a crush on you."Elara blinked. "What?"Lyra nodded very seriously, as if she had just solved an ancient mystery. "Yes. That's the only explanation. A dead, lifeless tree that hasn't reacted to anyone in years suddenly moves the moment you touch it?" She placed a hand dramatically over her heart. "That's not coincidence. That's romance.""Lyra....." Elara tried to protest, but a smile was already tugging at her lips."I mean, look at it," Lyra continued, getting up and circling the tree like she was inspecting a shy admirer. "Standing here all lonely for years… probably waiting for you to arriv

Lucien's gaze held Elara’s for a moment longer before he spoke."Don't underestimate my wolf form," he said quietly.There was something in his tone.....something firm, almost warning.Then, just as quickly, it softened."So… the answer to your earlier question," he continued, more composed now. " Werewolves are called that because we are both... wolf and human."He backed away, giving her space as he explained."We mostly stay in our human form, but we shift when needed. And no… it doesn't feel strange." A faint smile touched his lips. "The wolf within us is like a second soul."Elara listened carefully, her attention fully on him now."Our wolf can communicate with us," Lucien added. "Like an inner voice. Constant. Sometimes… annoyingly constant."Especially when he won't shut up, Lucien thought as Eryx huffed in his mind."I hope that makes sense."Elara nodded slowly."So you're the True-Blooded Alpha Prince…" she said, a hint of curiosity in her voice. "That must be fascinating."

"Took you long enough. I was about to proceed without you if you hadn’t come soon," Elara muttered as she walked down the hallway, her steps brisk but not hurried."You know, Luci can't survive a day without talking to me," Lyra said casually, flipping her hair as she matched Elara's pace."I highly doubt that," Elara replied with a faint smile.Lyra gasped dramatically, pressing a hand to her chest. "You wound me. Truly. I am deeply hurt."Elara let out a soft laugh. "You're too much, Lyra… but very endearing."For a fleeting second, Lyra's theatrics melted into something softer, a slight blush creeping onto her face at the compliment.As they reached the chamber doors, Lyra pushed them open and stepped inside. "So… how long has it been? Since you started liking Leo?" Elara asked, glancing at Lyra following her into the Ivory Bloom Chamber.Lyra sat down on the edge of the bed, her expression turning thoughtful. "I think… the first time I noticed him was when he came to the throne ro