Semua Bab THE ALPHA'S CURSED BRIDE : Bab 71 - Bab 78

The sacred temple, which had always been a place of peace and prayer, had transformed into a place filled with urgency. The soft fragrance of burning herbs drifted through the ancient halls as dozens of priestesses moved from one altar to another, carefully arranging sacred crystals, bowls filled with silver water, enchanted candles, and ancient scrolls that had not been opened for generations.The Head Priestess stood before the largest altar with her eyes closed, quietly chanting words written in the old language while the other priestesses repeated every verse after her, causing the glowing runes carved into the marble floor to shimmer faintly beneath their feet.Luna Astra and Selene stood in the center of the sacred circle, dressed in flowing white ceremonial robes that had been embroidered with delicate silver threads representing the blessing of the Moon Goddess. Their long hair rested freely over their shoulders, and neither of them spoke as attendants painted ancient symbols

The sacred temple trembled beneath the force of the battle raging outside. Every distant explosion sent fine dust drifting from the ancient ceiling, while the hundreds of candles surrounding the altar flickered violently, as though even their tiny flames could sense the darkness drawing closer. The carved symbols covering the marble floor pulsed with a brilliant silver glow, weaving together like rivers of moonlight until the entire chamber was bathed in a soft radiance that pushed against the shadows gathering beyond its walls.The Head Priestess stood at the center of the sacred circle with both hands lifted toward the heavens, her voice rising and falling in a language that had long disappeared from the world of men. Every word echoed through the temple with ancient authority, awakening powers that had slept beneath the mountain for thousands of years.Around her, the other priestesses knelt in perfect formation, their palms pressed against the glowing floor as they repeated each

The silence inside the temple stretched so heavily that even the sound of the flickering candles seemed unnaturally loud. Every priestess stared at the fractured circle beneath their feet, their faces drained of hope as another glowing line faded into darkness, leaving behind nothing but cold stone where sacred power had flowed only moments before.Selene lowered her head, her fingers tightening instinctively over the gentle curve of her stomach while disappointment settled painfully inside her chest."So this is how it ends," she whispered, her voice trembling despite her efforts to remain calm.Lyra did not answer immediately.Instead, warmth spread gently through Selene's body, beginning beneath her hands before flowing upward like moonlight through her veins.She frowned."...Lyra?""Listen."Selene held her breath.At first she heard nothing except the hurried breathing of the priestesses surrounding her, but then another sound reached her.It was soft.Almost impossible to notic

A month had passed since the darkness that threatened the kingdom was finally sealed away, and little by little, life had begun to bloom again as though the land itself had been waiting for peace to return before daring to breathe once more. The scars left behind by the battle had not vanished overnight, but hope had settled over the pack like the gentle warmth of the morning sun, softening old wounds and giving everyone a reason to smile again.The palace, once filled with whispers of fear and suspicion, had become a place of laughter and celebration. Every corridor echoed with cheerful voices, every garden burst into colorful blossoms, and every member of the pack carried themselves with a lighter heart because they knew the nightmare that had haunted them for generations had finally come to an end.No one looked at Selene the way they once had.The same people who had called her cursed now lowered their heads with genuine respect whenever she passed by. Some would even place a hand