All Chapters of Fated To The Werewolf Dragon King : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Adriana walked down the King's Wing slowly, taking in everything around her.Unlike the lively King's Court, this part of the palace was almost silent.Only an occasional servant passed through the corridors before quietly disappearing again.She remembered the Royal Aide's words."Use this time to familiarize yourself with the King's Wing."So that was exactly what she intended to do.She walked past several beautifully carved doors, wondering what lay behind each one.Some rooms stood open, revealing elegant sitting rooms decorated with ancient paintings and expensive furnishings.Others remained firmly shut.She stared at them, but she didn't go near; instead, she moved on. Eventually, she reached a part of the corridor she hadn't seen before.At the very end stood a pair of enormous double doors carved from dark oak.Unlike the others, these doors were covered in intricate carvings of dragons, wolves, and towering trees whose branches seemed to stretch toward the moon.Adriana slo

Morning had barely settled over the capital when the marketplace came alive.Merchants arranged baskets of fruit and vegetables while blacksmiths hammered glowing iron beneath the warmth of their furnaces. Children darted between crowded stalls as customers bargained loudly over prices.Near a bread stall, the tavern servant from the previous night stood surrounded by a handful of curious listeners."I heard it with my own ears," he insisted. "The ministers were talking about it."An elderly woman frowned. "Talking about what?""The cure."The small crowd fell silent."What cure?" another man asked."The cure for the ailment that's been killing people."Several heads turned toward him.The servant lowered his voice, forcing the others to lean closer."They said an antidote had been found."Gasps spread through the group."It existed?" someone whispered.The servant nodded."But..." His face fell. "The last ingredient was stolen before it could be completed.""No...""That can't be tru

The wind vanished as suddenly as it had come.Silence settled over the library once more.Adriana remained frozen, her eyes fixed on the ancient book lying open before her.The glowing words were still etched across the page.The Flame Witch has risen.Her heart pounded against her chest."Mia?" she called softly.There was no answer.Panic flickered through her."Mia?"A moment later, her wolf's voice returned, sounding distant.I'm here.Adriana let out a quiet breath she hadn't realized she was holding."You disappeared."There was a pause.I don't remember leaving.Her brows drew together. "You don't?"No. The last thing I remember is the book opening. After that, everything went quiet.Adriana looked back at the old pages."So you didn't hear the wind?"No."Or see the words?"Another silence.What words?Adriana's eyes widened. Slowly, she lowered her gaze to the page again.Her breath caught.The glowing sentence was gone. Only the blank parchment remained."What..." She blinke

Black cloth draped the halls of Blackwood Mansion.The cheerful voices that usually echoed through the estate had been replaced by hushed whispers and quiet footsteps. Servants moved about with lowered heads while healers prepared Alpha Raymond's body for the funeral rites.One after another, pack members arrived to pay their respects.At the center of it all sat Ashley.She knelt beside her father's body, dressed in a simple black gown. Her eyes were red, tears streamed down her cheeks, and every now and then a quiet sob escaped her lips.To everyone watching, she looked like a daughter shattered by grief."My Lady," an elderly woman said softly, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "May the Moon Goddess grant him peace."Ashley nodded weakly, unable to speak.The woman squeezed her shoulder before moving away.As soon as she was gone, Ashley lowered her gaze to her father's still face.For a long moment, she simply looked at him.*You were a good Alpha,* she admitted silently.

The old woman scurried to one of the women selling handmade bracelets and beckoned to her.She was her daughter-in-law. She came forward and held the old woman's hand."Camila, what's wrong?" The woman asked her.Camila's chest heaved as she tried to regain her breath, and her daughter-in-law stood in patience; then she opened her mouth to speak."Sila, I saw something." The woman leaned in. "Something miraculous."Sila looked at her in confusion. "Miraculous?"Camila nodded. "I was in my shed when I saw a woman going towards the alley where those sick children and their mother linger to beg for crumbs; then she touched them, and they were healed instantly." She raised her hands dramatically, imitating Adriana."The children with the ailment?"Camila nodded her head vigorously. "Yes! The woman healed them!"Sila was quiet for a bit as if trying to process what she had just heard, then she suddenly laughed a little."That's impossible."Camila frowned. "You don't believe me?"Sila didn