Todos os capítulos de The Lycan King's Silver Mate: Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 130

Bella's POVWe entered through the gate in formation.Thor led, and I didn't push back on that — arguing would only cost us time, and he was the stronger fighter, something we both knew without needing to say it. This wasn't a moment to worry about who went first. Corvin and two guards flanked us on either side. The rest of the group held the tree line, watching for any movement in the surrounding forest.Jesse crossed with us. I noticed her breathing shift the instant we stepped past the threshold into the cleared compound — a deliberate, deepened breath, the kind someone takes when they're consciously managing their reaction to a place.The building looked bigger once we were actually inside the perimeter than it had from the tree line. The part above ground was fairly modest — maybe eight rooms total, low ceilings, plain stone construction. But there were stairs. Wide, functional, no-frills stairs leading down from a heavy interior door near the entrance, descending at an angle tha

Bella's POVJesse led us through the red-lit upper floor toward the back of the building, my wolf tracking everything at once, the alarm still blaring its building-wide warning, the shift in the air telling her the ventilation had changed too, something mechanical engaging in the walls near the doors but not the doors themselves, the secondary layer of a lockdown built by someone thorough."Here," Jesse said.A panel in the rear wall, floor to ceiling, disguised as storage shelving until you got close enough to see the shelving was bolted to the panel itself rather than the wall behind it. Jesse pressed her palm flat against the left side and ran her fingers along the edge until she found it, a recessed latch, small enough to be invisible unless you already knew where to look.The panel swung inward.A corridor stretched beyond it, narrow, unlit, the kind of functional space built for moving things without anyone watching them move. My wolf flooded it with her senses before I stepped

Thor's POVThe rear breach came first.I felt it through the stone before the guard's warning reached me — that distinct, concussive sound of a reinforced door being torn from its frame by something built for far more force than the door could withstand. Not the slow, deliberate work of a lock pick or a tool. Faster than that. The kind of sound that suggested at least one wolf in partial shift on the other side — meaning Ronan had brought people who weren't holding back."Corvin," I said."Main door bolt," Corvin called from twenty feet up the corridor. "Third bolt from the top's the weak point. Two minutes.""You have one," I said.He didn't push back. He got to work.I turned to check the group. Bella had her arm around her mother, who moved with the careful steadiness of someone rediscovering what it felt like to walk freely. Jesse was ahead of them, hand trailing along the west wall, searching for the maintenance hatch she'd described. Mira stayed close behind Bella, her pack shif

Bella's POVNo one moved.The clearing held all of us in that particular suspended state of a moment that knows it's about to fracture and is simply waiting for someone to determine how. Ronan stood across the space with my mother and his weapon. His four fighters held their positions, watchful, taking direction from him. Our group waited at the tree line — eight guards, Corvin, Mira, Jesse, Thor, all of them reading the same layout I was reading and landing on the same uncomfortable conclusions.I studied Ronan's face.That was where my attention went while everyone else was measuring angles and positions. His face was the most crucial piece of information in that clearing, and I realized I had never truly looked at it before — not clearly. Not during our bonded years, when I'd been too young and too grateful for his attention to see past its surface, and not during our recent confrontations, when I'd been running or fighting or simply surviving.Now I looked.This wasn't the man I'd

Bella's POVMy feet locked in place on the damp earth. The forest blurred around me for a moment as panic clawed up my throat."Thor?" I called again, my voice splintering like dry leaves crushed underfoot. He wasn't there. The space where his steady presence should have been felt hollow, cold. My wolf surged inside me, her silver energy twisting like a live wire.*Mate. Where is our mate?* She pushed hard against my ribs, frantic, flooding my senses with every scent around us — the sharp bite of blood, thick smoke drifting through the trees, and something darker underneath, like fear itself given shape."Bella, we have to keep moving," Jesse said, his hand landing on my shoulder. Firm but careful, his face streaked with dirt and a fresh cut across one cheek. He glanced back the way we'd come, eyes narrowing. "He'll find us. The King — Your Majesty is tough. Come on."I shook my head, pulling out of his grip. My heart slammed so hard it hurt. My mother stood close by, breathing ragged