Todos os capítulos de The Lycan King's Silver Mate: Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

The phrase hung in the air.Silver Wolf.I wasn't hearing it for the first time — it belonged to the category of things you only ever caught in fragments, whispered in old stories around pack fires when adults assumed the kids weren't paying attention, or buried in the forgotten corners of histories nobody bothered teaching properly anymore. Silver Wolves belonged to myth. The sort of myth that composed, serious people waved off with a polite smile, the same way they waved off anything that suggested the world was bigger and stranger than they wanted to admit."Say it again," I told him.Aldric didn't look away. "Your mother's blood carried remnants of an ancient Silver Wolf line," he said. "Not pure — the bloodline had been worn thin across generations, weakened partly by time and partly on purpose. But it was still there. The capacity was still there."He stopped, weighing his next words like a man who'd rehearsed this moment for a long time, waiting for the right person to say it to

Bella's POVAldric navigated the underground passage like he'd walked it a thousand times.I stayed close on his heels, one hand skimming the wall since his light was dim and the tunnel cramped, darkness pressing in from both sides with that peculiar closeness underground spaces have. Behind me, Jesse moved without a sound, having said almost nothing since we'd entered. The guards had handed her over to Aldric at my request — a decision that had startled everyone, myself included — and she walked with the guarded quiet of someone still uncertain what she was in this new arrangement.My wolf was alert — not the frantic, high-wire awareness of the night's worst moments, but something steadier, more like a presence walking beside me than something dormant inside me. She'd felt different since Aldric's revelation. More solid. More real. Like someone who'd just been granted permission to exist and was still cautiously testing whether to believe it."How much farther?" I asked."Ten minutes

Bella's POVAldric moved through the underground passage like it had raised him.I stayed close behind, one hand trailing along the wall, since his light was small and the tunnel narrow, the darkness pressing in from both sides with that particular closeness underground spaces have.Behind me, Jesse moved without a sound. She'd barely spoken since we entered. The guards had handed her over into Aldric's custody at my request, a decision that had surprised everyone, myself included, and she walked with the careful quiet of someone who hadn't yet worked out what she was in this new arrangement between us.My wolf was awake. Not the explosive alertness of the night's worst moments, but something steadier, a presence walking beside me rather than sleeping somewhere inside me. She felt different since Aldric's revelation. More solid. More real. Like someone who'd just been told she was allowed to exist and was cautiously starting to believe it."How much further?" I asked."Ten minutes." A

Bella's POVThey moved the instant the door swung fully open.No warning, no words, no dramatic pause — just immediate, coordinated action, the kind trained fighters use when the goal is efficiency, not intimidation.The one in the center lunged for Mira. Two broke left toward Jesse. The remaining five spread out to cover the angles, and I took it all in within a single breath, with that strange clarity that comes when your body decides fear is a luxury it can't afford right now.Mira was faster than she looked.That was the first surprise. The small, compact woman who'd been sitting on tunnel rocks explaining ancestral bloodlines twenty minutes earlier moved like someone who'd spent a lifetime learning how to hurt people efficiently.She caught the first attacker's wrist before he reached her and did something to his elbow that produced a sound I felt more than heard, and he dropped. But the second was already behind her, the third coming from the right, and she was one woman against

Bella's POVThe message arrived at dawn.A guard knocked twice on the main room door — Corvin's prearranged signal for anything urgent, set up before we'd left the palace. I was still awake.I hadn't slept at all, had spent the hours since Mira's exercises sitting with the relative quiet of my wolf, which felt better now — still unpredictable, but less jagged, like those first lessons had given us the start of a shared language, even if we weren't fluent yet.I took the sealed note from the guard. Broke the seal. Read it.Read it again."What is it?" Jesse asked from across the room.I looked up. "Thor's declared martial control," I said. "Over half the Lycan territories." I glanced back down at the page. "As of midnight last night."The room went very quiet.Mira set down her cup. "Half the territories," she said carefully. "That's not a standard security response.""No," I agreed. My wolf had gone very still inside me, very alert, already registering something in the information tha