All Chapters of THE WRONG VOW, MY PERFECT ALPHA: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

LENAFor several seconds after I said my name, nobody moved.It was strange how silence could feel louder than screaming.I stood beneath the towering arches of the Royal Summit with my heart hammering against my ribs, the Ember still burning beneath my skin. Every face around me had changed. Nobles who had spent the last several minutes staring at me with suspicion were now staring at me as though I had become someone else entirely.Elara Moonvale.The name felt unfamiliar on my tongue, yet somewhere beneath the fear, beneath the anger, beneath every memory I had ever been forced to bury, it felt like something I had been waiting my entire life to remember.Across the hall, Adrian looked as though the ground had disappeared beneath him. Cara had gone completely still, one hand pressed against the place where she had been clutching her dress. Even the nobles who had laughed when I first walked into this hall were no longer smiling.But the Council did not look surprised.They looked a

LENA “What?” She knelt in front of me. “For you.” I remembered the way her hands shook when she touched my cheeks. “Your Ember is different from anything they understand. If they find out you have it, they will never stop.” “Can I fight them?” My mother smiled sadly. “One day.” She pressed her forehead against mine. 

KAELBy the time I returned to the eastern corridor, the palace had stopped pretending it was under control.Guards crowded the halls. Nobles whispered behind half-closed doors, servants hurried past with their heads lowered, and every few seconds another messenger appeared carrying news that seemed to make the situation worse. The evidence hidden beneath the royal chamber had changed everything. The Moonvale records had turned an old suspicion into something the Council could no longer bury quietly but I wasn't thinking about the Council.I was thinking about the man who had escaped. I had chased him through three corridors and across the lower courtyard before he disappeared into the palace's servant passages. He knew the building too well to be an ordinary noble, and he had moved with the confidence of someone who had spent years knowing exactly which doors would be locked and which guards could be avoided.He had also been there the night Lena's family was destroyed and that made

LENAThe doors of the council chamber closed behind us with a heavy thud, cutting off the noise of the palace.For a moment, nobody spoke, I stood beside Kael at the entrance, taking in the room that had once represented everything I had been taught to fear. The chamber was larger than I remembered, with towering windows, black marble floors, and a circular table surrounded by representatives from nearly every major Alpha bloodline in the kingdom.The Elder Council occupied the raised seats at the far end, dressed in ceremonial robes that made them look untouchable but I knew better now.Untouchable was only another word for unchallenged.Kael placed his hand lightly against the small of my back as we walked toward our seats. The gesture was subtle enough that nobody could accuse him of displaying weakness, but I felt the reassurance behind it.“Don't react to provocation,” he murmured, keeping his gaze ahead. “That's what they're expecting.”I glanced at him. “What if I want to reac

LENAThe accusation came before the Summit had even recovered from the discovery of the altered document.I could feel the room changing around me. The nobles were no longer sitting comfortably in their seats, and the Council had lost the control it had walked into the chamber expecting to have. Every whisper seemed sharper now, every glance more deliberate. The evidence had cracked something open, and nobody knew how far the damage would spread. Kael remained beside me, his expression unreadable as he watched the Council members exchange quiet words.Then the doors opened.A servant entered carrying a silver tray. I barely noticed him at first. The Summit had become too tense for anyone to pay attention to something as ordinary as a servant carrying refreshments, and he approached the royal table where several goblets had already been placed. Cara reached for one, but the servant stopped her and lowered the tray slightly.“Your Highness, this one is for you,” he explained, indicating