All Chapters of Bought by the Feral Billionaire: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The air on the shattered altar turned bitterly cold, heavy with the suffocating stench of rotting ozone and void static.Clara held Dominic’s bloodied, trembling shoulders tight against her chest. His golden divine blood dripped through her fingers, staining her torn clothes. Her pulse hammered frantically in her throat as she glared up at Commander Marcus—the man who had stood at Dominic’s right hand for a decade, now standing above them like a dark executioner."You brought him into our home," Clara whispered, her voice trembling with a terrifying blend of heartbroken shock and rising white-hot rage. "He trusted you with his life. He trusted you with mine."Marcus let out a soft, pitiless sigh, his void-purple eyes flickering with cold calculation."Trust is a luxury for mortal wolves, Luna Clara," Marcus said, his voice carrying the eerie resonance of a thousand dead souls. "For ten years, I served as Dominic's most loyal commander, waiting patiently for the Sun-Moon Sovereign Spar

The wind roared across the armoured deck of The Judgement, whipping Clara’s hair into a halo of copper and white light. The heavy scent of ozone, dark antimatter, and burning metal filled her lungs, but her eyes never wavered from Grand Executioner Malakor.Beside her, Dominic’s body was like forged steel. His muscles were rigid, his arm locked around her waist with enough force to bruise, yet his touch remained inherently protective. Every breath he took rattled in his broad chest—a terrifying, animalistic growl vibrating deep in his throat."You have ten seconds, Lycan King," Malakor sneered, leaning his weight onto the Scythe of Eclipse. "Four hundred thousand lives in the Shadow Moon territory... or one runaway She-Wolf. Make your choice."Through their private mind link, Dominic’s voice echoed into Clara’s soul—dark, possessive, and utterly devoid of fear:‘The moment I break his stance, freeze the ship's reactor conduits with your frost-fire. Vance's chains are anchored to the b

The dark void gravity wall that was keeping Dominic against the stone wall hissed with corrosive energy because it was holding him there. Dominic was trapped against the stone wall. Dominic was shoved up against the stone wall's obstruction. Dominic's eyes, which were a steely grey colour, blazed with the rage of a pure, wild animal, although the suffocating dark energy had the ability to crush the chest of a traditional wolf. In spite of the fact that the black energy had the capability of destroying the chest of an ordinary wolf, such was the case. "Get your filthy hands off my queen!" Dominic cried out, and the foundation of the entire underground temple trembled as a result of the sound of his voice. Dominic's cry echoed throughout the entire temple.GET OUT OF IT!The golden solar wings that Dominic possessed erupted into a spectacular explosion of raw nuclear fire from his back. This eruption was a magnificent display of nuclear fire. At precisely the same moment that a source o

Across the shattered fragments of the Shadow Moon Citadel, a light that was both sickening and terrible was projected by the cosmic eye of purple void fire, which was looking down from the divided skies.The sudden drop in atmospheric pressure caused the air to become thick and difficult to breathe. It was probable that the lungs of any average wolf that was standing below would be crushed as a result of the air's increased density.In fact, the voice of the Void Emperor did not echo throughout the air; rather, it reverberated directly within the brain cavity of every living creature over a distance of one hundred miles. "Mortal gnats..." "You dare stand against the absolute void?"Dominic was unable to present the cosmic monster with a response that would have left it feeling content and fulfilled.The cry that Dominic let out as he hurled himself out of the obsidian courtyard was so loud that it could be heard in the darkness of the morning sky.His fifty-foot solar wings were blazi

The edge of the Southern Waste was not merely the end of the supernatural continent; it was the bleeding edge of creation itself.The air on the jagged cliffs of obsidian glass tasted of sulphur, metallic ozone, and ancient decay. Underneath the cliff was the Abyssal Trench, a bottomless chasm so wide it spanned thousands of miles across the barren wasteland and sucked in all light. From its depths came thick swirling clouds of dark purple antimatter, like the breath of a sleeping demon, sending violent gravitational shockwaves across the sky.The flagships of the Shadow Moon Fleet hung in formation high above the chasm. Inside the war vessels, made of unbreakable lunar steel and powered by white-hot solar crystals, dangerous divine energy buzzed. Leading the armada was the Solaria, a massive dreadnaught that could turn mountain ranges to rubble with a single volley of celestial fire.Inside the captain’s private quarters of the Solaria, the atmosphere was stiflingly quiet, charged wi