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Chapter 71 — The Forgotten Heiress. The Predestined Surrounded.

Snow fell silently over Saint Petersburg, covering the rooftops of the Kovalenko clan’s fortress.Natália crossed the main gates with her head held high, even though inside she felt the world crumbling with every step. The clan’s soldiers, cold and disciplined, cleared the way without greeting her. They looked at her as if she were a mistake about to be buried.The black car stopped in front of the central staircase. She stepped out with rigid elegance, wearing a gray overcoat buttoned all the way to her neck. Her eyes, once vibrant, were now dull with pain and rage. The journey from Moscow had been silent. Alone. Without honor. Without prestige.She was no longer the wife of the Rurik Alpha. She was just a Kovalenko exiled in shame.Inside the mansion, the air was heavy. The dark walls, decorated with coats of arms, seemed to close in around her. Memories of childhood, of training, of formal dinners and secret meetings with human and non-human politicians… Everything weighed on her sh

Chapter 72 – In the Sun, I Still Choose You

The roar of the Rurik SUV tore through the silence of the main gate even before the sensors identified the vehicle.Jenn, Carla, Sasha, and Alexei were on the pool terrace with Susan, still laughing at Volkov’s latest stupid joke, when the sound made everyone turn their heads.“Ready,” Alexei said, checking his watch like someone timing the apocalypse. “Eleven minutes. I warned you.”Susan, who had been laughing until then, tensed up. Her heart raced, not from fear, but from pure anticipation. That presence that grew, that invaded the senses even before it was seen.Deep in her chest, the bond pulsed.“He’s here.”The SUV parked close to the side entrance. The door opened with firmness — not in haste, but with determination.Dmitry stepped out. He wore a black button-down shirt, still half open at the collar, dark dress pants. The sleeves were rolled up to his forearms. A steel watch on his wrist. His face impassive.But his eyes… Blue. Icy. And dangerously bright.The Lycan inside h

Chapter 73 – Red Aurora

ONE MONTH LATER – 06:27 AM – RESIDENTIAL AREA OF MOSCOWThe sun was only just beginning to gild the rooftops of the buildings. The city was still yawning, wrapped in a calm silence that only existed in the first hours of the day. Jenn tightened her shoelaces, put on her earphones, and took a deep breath.The breakfast still sat a little heavy in her stomach, but nothing a run couldn’t fix.She descended the three flights of stairs from the old building with quick steps and began a light jog as soon as she stepped outside. Her ponytail swayed, following the rhythm. The upbeat soundtrack in her ears contrasted with the quietness of the streets.She followed her usual route: two blocks to the small park that bordered the metro line. She always passed through there. Always at the same time.And that was exactly what the hidden eyes in the van parked on the corner had been waiting for.The black vehicle looked like just another one among the many parked there. But inside, two men watched at

Chapter 74 – The Broken Thread

Rurik Mansion – Dmitry’s Office – 07:41The sound of Dmitry’s pen scratching across the papers in his office stopped abruptly. The smell of tea coming from the kitchen no longer reached him. The silence in the house was no longer the same.Something was wrong.He lifted his eyes, feeling a discomfort tear through his chest. It was as if an invisible thread connected to his soul had been violently yanked. His fingers tightened around the pen until it cracked.“Susan…”The name escaped like an almost animalistic whisper. He stood up immediately, crossing the hallway with long strides. As he turned into the main hall, he saw her.Susan was on her knees, her body hunched over her own shadow, her hands trembling and her eyes fixed on the TV screen. She wasn’t crying. Not yet. It was as if grief was choking in her throat, unable to come out.“Jenn…” she whispered, her voice broken. “She… She…”Dmitry knelt in front of her, holding her face with his warm hands.“What happened? Talk to me.”Su

Chapter 75 – The Alpha’s Promise

Rurik Mansion – Late Morning – 11:37The gates opened for the armored car carrying the three silent figures. Carla watched everything through the window, surprised by the imposing presence of the place. As they got out, Dmitry went straight to the point, as always.“Andrei, take Miss Carla’s suitcases to the room next to Susan’s. I want two agents in the east wing at all times. And reinforce the cameras on the outer perimeter.”“Yes, sir,” the security guard replied promptly.Susan walked hand in hand with Carla, guiding her through the entrance.“This place is a castle…” Carla murmured. “All that’s missing is the throne.”“Oh, he already has that,” Susan replied with a weak smile.At the entrance to the main hall, Alexei waited for them with his arms crossed and his usual mocking expression on his face.“Good morning, ladies. Welcome to Russia’s number one bomb shelter. Coffee and cookies in the east wing, heavy weapons in the west wing, and in the center, a Dmitry about to explode.”

Chapter 76 – The Price of Provocation

Early Morning – Moscow – 03:47Location: Underground of an old abandoned auction house – Outskirts of Sector 9The darkness was almost absolute down there, broken only by the emergency lights that flickered weakly between the damp columns. The smell of mold and old blood still clung to the concrete. An old Romanov hideout, known to very few.Dmitry advanced in front, his gaze fixed, his boots echoing on the cold floor like rhythmic hammer blows of death. Beside him, Alexei held a small device that tracked the signal from the chip discreetly planted on one of Svetlana’s accomplices.“We’re twenty meters away,” Alexei whispered. “Two heartbeats. One racing. The other… far too steady. She knows.”Dmitry didn’t respond. His ice-blue eyes were narrowed, vibrating with the dense energy of contained fury. His shadow seemed to stretch across the walls, not as a trick of light, but as if the darkness itself knew whom it served.When they reached the rusted door, Dmitry raised a hand, demanding

Chapter 77 – The Judgment of the Night

Kovalenko Mansion – 11:17Sunlight filtered through the beige linen curtains, but nothing softened the heavy atmosphere weighing on Natália’s shoulders.Seated before the oak vanity, still wearing the emerald silk robe wrapped around her slender body, she stared at the cell phone in her hand as if it carried a curse.The notification still blinked on the screen. An encrypted number. No name. But the content… was unmistakable.She slid her finger across the screen. The image opened, raw and direct: Svetlana’s head, eyes half-closed, resting on black velvet. And the card.Dmitry’s words, sharp as a razor, echoed in her mind like a sentence:“The next attempt against her will be the last mistake of your entire bloodline.”Natália closed her eyes for a second. When she reopened them, they were filled with silent fury.“He’s gone mad,” she whispered.She stood up abruptly, her bare feet touching the cold marble floor. She walked to the window, observing the mansion’s gardens.The voice emer

Chapter 78 – The Alpha and the Daughter of the Goddess

The hot water ran down Susan’s back as if it could wash away not only the invisible blood, but the weight crushing her soul.Sitting on the cold floor of the shower, legs folded against her chest, arms wrapped around her body, eyes closed like a shield, she seemed suspended outside the world.In the room, the remnants of the invoked magic still vibrated. A dark, dense, pulsing energy. To ordinary eyes, there was nothing there. But Dmitry felt it. Oh, he felt it.The instant Susan spilled blood, something tore in the veil between the worlds. A crushing pressure crossed the walls of the mansion, and Dmitry’s essence, in flesh and beast, shuddered.“She…” his inner beast growled, restless. “She invoked ancient power. Power of judgment. She is not just our Predestined. She is the hand of the Goddess.”Dmitry’s heart raced, the Lycan howling inside him, torn between protection and adoration.Without waiting, he pushed open the bedroom door, crossed the shadows, and went to the bathroom. Ins

Chapter 79 – The Awakening of the Queen

Alexei was sprawled on the sofa in the Rurik mansion library, legs stretched out, shirt open at the chest, eyes fixed on the ceiling as if listening to something only he could hear. The silence outside was unnatural.Not a single bird, not even the wind. Only the aftermath of the magic that had swallowed the mansion hours earlier, leaving all the Lycans restless, tense, sniffing the air like dogs in the middle of an electrical storm.He took the phone from his pocket, spun it between his fingers, and dialed.“Sasha, my favorite walking chaos. Pick up this damn thing.”The ring barely had time to echo before Sasha’s voice came through the other side, heavy with sleep and irony.“If this isn’t to call me for a drink, I’m hanging up on your face, Lex.”Alexei let out a low laugh.“Don’t even try, Mikailov. I’ve got good stuff. Dmitry killed Svetlana. Sent her head, wrapped with a bow, to the Romanovs. And as if that wasn’t enough… Susan, our little redheaded witch, just cast a spell that

Chapter 80 – Under Morrigan’s Gaze

In the large oval room of the Rurik mansion, the clan leaders were already connected to the videoconference. Each family’s crest illuminated the screens. Dragunov, Volkov, Romanov, Sokolov, Petrova; and everyone was speaking at the same time, voices overlapping, fingers pointing, eyes suspicious.Alexei was leaning against the wall, arms crossed, watching the scene with that lazy smile that drove Dmitry crazy. Sasha, on the other hand, was there in the flesh, leaning on the back of a chair, swirling a glass of whiskey in his hand and staring at Dmitry with a mischievous sparkle in his amber eyes.“Dmitry, are you going to speak or are you going to let this meeting turn into a circus?” Sasha provoked, with that smile full of challenge.Dmitry adjusted the cuffs of his black shirt calmly while the leaders spoke in chorus:“Was that an attack against the Ruriks?!”“We need proof that it wasn’t you, Dmitry!”“Who cast that dark spell? We want names! Now!”“Yelena is dead! Do you have any i

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