Lahat ng Kabanata ng Sold to My Enemy Alpha: Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

The howling outside the sanctuary grows louder.Thousands of wolves.Thousands of enemies.And every single one of them knows my daughter exists.I hold her against my chest, trying to ignore the trembling in my legs. My body feels as though it has been torn apart and stitched together again, but I refuse to loosen my arms around her.Kael stands in front of us, his sword drawn.“Ronan, how many entrances?”“Three,” Ronan answers. “The main entrance, the eastern passage, and the underground tunnel.”“Seal the tunnel.”“Already done.”“Vera, take the eastern passage. Nobody enters without my permission.”Vera nods. “And if they don't ask permission?”“Make them regret it.”She flashes a fierce smile.“Finally, an order I like.”She disappears down the passage with two warriors.Kael turns to Moon Guardian.“Can you determine who's outside?”The ancient warrior closes his eyes.For several seconds, nothing happens.Then his expression darkens.“They aren't ordinary wolves.”“What are th

“Take our daughter and run.”Kael's voice tears through me.I stare at him, unable to move.His eyes are completely black. The mark beneath his shirt glows like burning coal, spreading across his chest in jagged lines.But it's his expression that frightens me most.Kael is still there.I can see him fighting.“Kael, look at me.”He grips the edge of the stone table. His knuckles turn white.“Aria, please.”“No.”His head jerks backward.A low growl escapes his throat.Then he looks at me again, and I see terror in his eyes.“I'm losing control.”I tighten my hold on Lyra.“Then fight!”“I'm trying!”His voice cracks.“Whatever is inside me knows every weakness I have. It knows how to use my memories, my anger, my fear. It knows you.”He stumbles toward me.I refuse to step back.“You promised me you would never abandon us.”His expression twists.“I remember.”“You promised you would stand beside me.”“I remember!”“Then don't you dare give up now!”The sanctuary shakes.Kael drops t

Mother, the second door is already open.My daughter's voice echoes inside my head long after the sanctuary falls silent.I stare at Lyra.Her tiny fingers curl around mine, and her eyes slowly close. She looks like an ordinary newborn again, peaceful and warm against my chest.But I know what I heard.“Kael.”He looks up immediately.“What is it?”I hesitate.The last thing I want is to watch fear return to his face. He's barely recovered from being possessed, and I'm still struggling to remain upright after giving birth.But I cannot hide this from him.“Lyra spoke to me.”His expression softens.“What did she say?”I glance toward the sealed crack in the floor.“She said we closed the first door, but the second door is already open.”Kael's face hardens.Selene stops gathering the broken glass.“The second door?” she whispers.“You know what it means?”She doesn't answer.“Selene.”The old seer slowly approaches us.“There were always two doors.”My stomach tightens.“Two doors to

Three years have passed since my son opened his eyes and changed the fate of every wolf in the kingdom.Three years since the Bloodmoon Pack stopped living under the shadow of Marcus’s cruelty.Three years since Kael became more than the Alpha who claimed me.And yet, as I stand before the enormous doors of the royal throne room, listening to hundreds of wolves waiting on the other side, I realize that surviving a war is nothing compared to surviving peace.“Stop pacing,” Kael says behind me.I turn to find my mate leaning against the stone wall, his arms folded across his chest. His black ceremonial jacket fits perfectly over his broad shoulders, and the silver crown resting on his dark hair makes him look every inch the king the other packs have come to fear.I narrow my eyes at him.“I am not pacing.”“You have walked past that pillar fourteen times.”“Perhaps I like the pillar.”His mouth twitches.“Then I will have it moved into our bedroom.”“Touch that pillar, and I will make y

“Aria, darling, open the door.”My mother's voice drifted through the corridor, soft and familiar, carrying the same warmth I remembered from childhood.For a moment, I was no longer a queen standing in a war room surrounded by armed warriors. I was a little girl waiting beside a window, hoping my mother would return before nightfall.I remembered her hands brushing my hair away from my face. I remembered the silver pendant she had placed around my neck and the warning she had whispered into my ear.Whatever happens, never let anyone take this from you.Then she disappeared.I searched for her for years. I questioned people who refused to meet my eyes, followed rumors that led nowhere, and eventually forced myself to accept that I might never see her again.Now her voice was outside the palace door.And I didn't know whether to run toward it or draw my sword.Kael moved in front of me.“Nobody opens that door.”“But that's my mother.”“Or something that knows exactly how to sound like