All Chapters of The Lycan king's Forbidden Obssesion: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Serena's POV Alejandro walked to the desk in the corner of the room, and he pulled out a fresh sheet of parchment. The paper was thick and expensive, and it was the kind that only a king would use. Alejandro dipped the quill into the inkwell, and his hand moved across the page with quick, deliberate strokes. I watched him write, and I felt something shift in my chest. This was the first time we were truly planning something together. We were not just surviving, and not just reacting, but we were fighting. I watched him work, and I could see the focus in his eyes, the way his jaw tightened as he chose each word carefully. This was not a casual letter. This was an order, a command, and a piece of the plan that would bring Felipe down. When Alejandro finished, he set down the quill, and he blew gently on the ink to dry it. He folded the letter, and he pressed his seal into the wax.

Serena's POV The warmth of Alejandro's blush stayed with me long after I left his chambers that evening. I carried it with me like a secret, and like a small flame I was afraid to let go out. For the first time in weeks, I felt like we were moving forward instead of just surviving. But the castle did not let me hold onto that feeling for long. The next morning, a summons came. The court was to gather in the throne room. There was no explanation, and no warning, just the cold, formal command that sent a ripple of unease through the halls. I knew something was wrong before I even stepped through the doors. The morning sun was pale and cold through the high windows of the throne room, and I felt the chill of it deep in my bones before I even understood why. The court had been summoned, and the nobles were filing in, their voices low and urgent, with their eyes darting toward the thr

Serena's POV I stayed in Alejandro's arms for a long time after he made his promise.  I felt his heartbeat against my cheek, beating slow and steady, and I let myself believe that everything would be okay. But when I finally pulled away and looked at his face, I saw the exhaustion still there, and the weight of three centuries pressing down on him. I kissed him, and I told him I would be back, and I left. But I did not go to my room, because I could not be alone. The silence of my room would have been unbearable, and it would have given the fear in me too much space to grow and fester. I needed to be near someone who understood, someone who had seen the weight of this kingdom and the cost of its crown.  I needed Ramona. My mind was racing too fast, and my heart was pounding too hard, and I needed someone who would tell me the truth, even if it hurt.

Serena's POV I stayed in the library long after Ramona had finished speaking.  Her words echoed in my mind, and I turned them over and over, trying to find the hope buried beneath the weight of three centuries of disappointment. I thought about her words "Then find it, Serena. Because if anyone can, it is you." I wanted to believe her. I wanted to believe that there was still a way out, and that the future was not already written in blood and loss. I wanted to believe that love could be enough to change the course of fate, and that hope was not just a lie we told ourselves to keep from falling apart. I wanted to believe that her words were not just empty encouragement, that she truly saw something in me that I could not see in myself. But doubt was a heavy thing, and it had been my companion for so long that I did not know how to set it down.&nbs

Serena's POV The cold air had seeped into our bones during the time we spent on the balcony, but neither of us wanted to move. The stars were bright, and the snow was falling, and the world felt like it had stopped spinning just for us. I watched the way Alejandro's breath misted in the cold air, the way his chest rose and fell with each slow breath. He was still here, and he was still alive. And for now, that was enough. But the thought of tomorrow pressed against my ribs like a blade, sharp and insistent. I pushed it away, burying it deep where it could not reach me. I would not let fear steal this moment from us, and I would not let the shadow of what was coming destroy what we had right now. "We should go inside," I said finally. Alejandro nodded, but he did not let go of my hand. We walked back into the castle together, with our footsteps slow and reluct