Todos los capítulos de The Alpha’s forgotten daughter : Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

Prince Luca’s POVMy voice echoed through the shattered restroom like a clap of thunder.“Darius Volkan!”The entire building trembled beneath the force of my rage. The broken door lay scattered across the floor in splinters. Dust still floated through the air while my Lycan instincts screamed for blood.My eyes burned a brilliant gold, the pupils narrowed into slits. Every vein beneath my skin pulsed with uncontrollable fury. The wind outside howled against the windows, and the air inside the restroom became unbearably heavy, thick enough that even breathing felt like a struggle.Varney roared inside my mind. Kill him. Tear his head from his shoulders. Let everyone witness what happens to anyone who dares touch what is under our protection.A deep growl escaped my throat. My claws dug into the tiled floor, leaving long cracks behind, the marble splitting apart beneath the weight of a fury I could no longer contain.Darius staggered backward. For the first time since I had known him,

Lyra’s POVSilence settled over the room after Prince Leo delivered the Moon Oracle’s message.His gaze lingered on Prince Luca a moment longer than necessary before Luca finally spoke, his voice calm and even.“You can go now, Leo. I willcome soon.”Leo studied him for a long beat, something unreadable passing behind his eyes, before he nodded. “As you wish.”He left without another word.I watched the door close behind him, still puzzling over how two people who looked so alike could feel so different. Identical twins, down to the last detail the same height, the same silver hair, the same striking gold eyes. Even their voices carried the same low timbre. And yet no one in the palace ever mistook one for the other.It wasn’t their faces that set them apart. It was everything underneath.Luca commanded a room simply by existing in it his silence alone demanded attention, his expression cold enough to still conversation before it started. Leo carried a gentler weight, his emotions cl

Prince Luca’s POVThe argument between Rowan and me no longer mattered.Whatever point either of us had been trying to make vanished the instant that deafening crash echoed through the hospital corridor. My heart lurched violently against my chest, and without another thought, I abandoned the conversation and broke into a run. One thought consumed every corner of my mind. Lyra. Please… let her be alright. The corridor suddenly felt too long. Every step seemed slower than I wanted, and yet Rowan was keeping pace beside me. I noticed him trying to overtake me, his shoulders brushing mine as he pushed himself forward. That only made my irritation grow. “Out of my way,” I snapped, shoving past him. He stumbled half a step before matching my speed again. Neither of us spoke after that. The urgency in our hearts was enough to silence every argument between us. When we reached Lyra’s room, I didn’t bother knocking. I pushed the door open with enough force for it to slam against

Lyra’s POVThe soft evening light filtered through the tall windows of the guest chamber as Princess Elara carefully adjusted the final ribbon at the back of my gown, her fingers moving with the practiced patience of someone who had done this a hundred times before. The elegant golden fabric shimmered every time it caught the light, making me feel, absurdly, as though I were wearing a piece of the sunset itself, wrapped carefully around my shoulders, warm and impossibly out of place against skin that had known far more calluses than silk.“There,” Elara said, stepping back to admire her work with a satisfied smile. “Perfect.”I lowered my eyes to the gown, still not entirely able to believe what I was seeing. Never in my life had I imagined wearing something so beautiful, let alone standing inside it myself. The delicate embroidery glistened like scattered stars whenever I moved, and the necklace, bracelet, and earrings completed the look so thoroughly that I barely recognized the gi

Lyra’s POV“Rowan, stop, please.”My voice came out quieter than I intended, but I knew he heard me.I glanced around us and immediately noticed the change in the atmosphere. The music was still playing, people were still laughing, and servants were still moving around with trays of drinks, but several guests had already begun turning their heads toward us.Whispers were starting. Eyes were beginning to watch.I didn’t want another scene. Not tonight. Not after everything that had happened recently.“People are slowly drawing attention to us,” I whispered, giving Rowan a pleading look. “I’ll talk to you later, okay?”Rowan looked at me for a moment. He seemed to understand what I was trying to say.But before he could respond, Prince Luca stepped forward. His expression had hardened.“I gave you permission to be around Lyra,” he said, his voice low enough that only those closest to us could hear. “But it seems you’ve started crossing boundaries.”Rowan’s smile disappeared. “I’m not tr