THE ALPHA KING'S REJECTED OMEGA QUEEN의 모든 챕터: 챕터 91 - 챕터 100

The cavernous nave of the Grand Cathedral trembles violently as the obsidian altar splits down its center, unleashing a deafening roar of supernatural fire. The subterranean pit beneath the floorboards glows with a blinding, toxic violet heat, illuminating the hundreds of chained, exhausted wolves dangling precariously over the molten death trap. Thick, suffocating clouds of sulfur and ancient incense billow upward, stinging the eyes and burning the throats of every warrior who crosses the threshold. The air is so thick with dark magic that even breathing feels like swallowing crushed glass, turning the sacred sanctuary into a waking nightmare of pain and fanaticism.Kael and Tanya step through the shattered archway side-by-side, their boots hitting the black marble floor with deliberate, unyielding resonance. Kael's broadsword blazes with a fierce, golden alpha light that instantly pushes back the encroaching shadows around the perimeter of the nave.

The gates were closing—but Tanya could still hear something screaming on the other side. A gut-wrenching, high-pitched screech tore through the thick cloud of pulverized granite and ozone hanging over the Grand Cathedral's outer perimeter. The final retreat of the high priest's shattered legion had turned into a desperate, chaotic stampede toward the unstable spatial portals of the Seven Gates. Violent violet lightning rippled across the lintels as the stone archways groaned under extreme arcane strain, warping the surrounding air into shimmering, dangerous distortions. If the ancient conduits collapsed incorrectly, the trapped void energy would detonate like an apocalyptic warhead, unleashing a wave of corrupted radiation that would permanently obliterate the capital and murder every soul left alive.Kael stood at the front of the frontline shield wall, his broadsword raised high as he bellowed for all units to fall back behind the secondary stone barri

Tanya woke up to the rich, savory smell of fresh breakfast. Not the sharp tang of copper and blood, not the bitter odor of burn salves, and not the thick smoke of siege fires. Just real, honest food cooking nearby. She lay still on the soft bed for a long moment, her silver eyes blinking against the warm morning sunlight streaming through the arched window. For the first time in as long as she could remember, her chest didn't feel tight with panic, and her mind wasn't racing to calculate troop counts or wall defenses.Downstairs in the main palace dining hall, the kitchen had fully reopened for the first time in months. Zara had come up early from her restaurant, bringing baskets of warm, baked bread, sweet butter, and roasted meats to help cook a proper meal for the royal household. The long wooden table, usually covered in war maps and stained with ink, was wiped clean and set with real plates. It was a simple, ordinary scene, but after everything they had been through, i

Kael led Tanya down a winding stone staircase that bypassed the main royal guards, taking her somewhere completely unexpected. Instead of taking her to a formal council chamber or a high observation tower, he led her straight out through a side postern gate into the heart of the lower city. The night air was cool, carrying the rich scent of roasting meats, baked bread, and fresh pine from the surrounding forests. They wore simple wool cloaks with deep hoods, moving easily among the crowds like ordinary citizens so Tanya could see how her people were actually feeling now that the war had finally ended.The reopened market was bursting with energy, lit by glowing glass lanterns stringing across the wide cobblestone avenues. Vendors shouted out good-natured bargains from colorful stalls overflowing with handmade clothes, carved wooden toys, and shiny polished jewelry. Children ran between the stalls playing tag, while young Omegas flirted near the fountain and couple

The high council didn't summon Tanya to the grand hall because she had broken any law or crossed any boundary. They brought her before the ancient oak table because every elder in the realm was desperate to know what she intended to become now that the dust of war had settled.The chamber was freezing, lit only by low iron sconces that cast long, flickering shadows across the carved stone walls. Five senior pack elders sat in a tight arc, their heavy fur cloaks wrapped tightly against the chill, their eyes sharp and assessing as Tanya stepped into the center of the floor. Kael stood a few paces to her right, wearing his formal dark tunic, his broad shoulders squared and his golden aura kept under iron control. The atmosphere in the room was thick with unspoken history, heavy with the weight of old prejudices that had governed Blackstone for generations.Elder Vane leaned forward, his gnarled hands resting flat on the polished wood as he cleared his throat with a dr