Todos os capítulos de The Reign Of The Last White Wolf: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

Wyatt’s POV I smiled as I looked around my cave. The soft glow of the lanterns danced across walls draped in silk, each strand woven with care over weeks of patient work. Tiny legs scurried across the webs, hatchlings exploring their home while their older brothers and sisters disappeared into the shadows to continue the work I had given them. They were beautiful. “My family,” I whispered, crouching beside a cluster of unhatched egg sacs. “You’re growing so quickly.” I gently brushed a fingertip over one of the silk bundles, careful not to disturb it. “You’ll have your turn soon.” A quiet chuckle escaped me as I reached for my maintenance toolbox. I unlocked it, folding the lid back before carefully arranging a few more egg sacs inside. I didn’t need to move all of them at once. That would’ve been careless. Someone might notice if too many suddenly appeared. Patience. Families weren’t built overnight. One small step at a time. One room. One hallway. One forgotten corner. Before lo

Raiden’s POV The pain woke me before the sun did. At first, I lay still beneath the blankets, staring at the ceiling of the cottage. The room was quiet, the only sound the soft hum of the heater fighting against the cool morning air. I smiled despite the ache pulsing through my body. My mind had a habit to always drifting to Traci and… Our babies. For one blissful second, that was all I thought about. Then the pain flared again. It started at the side of my neck and rolled across my shoulder like someone had pressed a branding iron against my skin. I clenched my jaw, refusing to let so much as a groan escape my lips. “You know,” Nyx muttered lazily inside my head, “I’ve seen better neck tattoos.” I rolled my eyes. “It is way too early.” “I thought it was funny.” He chuckled lightly. Another sharp stab shot through my neck. Nyx’s teasing faded. “That one looked like it hurt.” He shook his head. “You should tell someone.” “I’m not worrying Traci over this. She’s going through en

Zayden’s POV Six weeks could change a kingdom. They could heal old wounds, strengthen alliances, and rebuild hope where there had been none. They could also steal pieces of a man one day at a time until the people who loved him barely recognized what remained. As I pushed open the office door inside the cottage, the first thing I noticed wasn’t the stack of reports waiting on the desk. It was my brother. Raiden was already there. He stood beside the window overlooking the training grounds, one hand braced against the sill while the other absently rubbed the side of his neck. He didn’t realize he was doing it anymore. It had become second nature, just like the way he’d begun wearing dark, high-collared shirts with long sleeves no matter how warm the day became. The curse marks never faded now. Not even a little. They remained etched beneath his skin every hour of every day, darker than before and carved deep enough that I could see their outline beneath the collar of his shirt. He

Maddox’s POV The steady rhythm of conversation filled my office, a sound I never would have expected a month ago. Boomer leaned comfortably against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest while Edward and Alvin occupied the chairs across from my desk. The atmosphere wasn’t friendly, not exactly, but it wasn’t hostile anymore either. The suspicion that had once followed every word between us had slowly given way to something far more useful. Respect. It wasn’t given freely. It had been earned. I folded my hands together on the desk, studying the two young men for a moment before allowing the corner of my mouth to lift. “I’m glad you two decided to work with me a month ago.” Edward nodded his head once. “So are we.” Alvin glanced toward his brother before looking back at me. “We spent a lot of nights talking after… everything.” Edward let out a slow breath. “We finally admitted something we should’ve admitted a long time ago.” I remained silent. There was no reason to rush

Zayden’s POV It was so subtle that I almost missed it. Traci wasn’t listening to Raiden anymore. She was staring at him. At his neck specifically. My brow furrowed as curiosity got the better of me. I slowly turned toward my brother, following the direction of her eyes. The breath caught in my throat. A gasp slipped free before I could stop it. I tried to cover it with a cough, clearing my throat as though nothing had happened, but judging by the way Raiden’s head snapped toward me, I wasn’t nearly convincing enough. “What?” he huffed, irritation dripping from the single word. His narrowed eyes bounced between Traci and me. “Why the hell are you two staring at me?” His expression twisted into a scowl. “Fuck, guys.” He threw both hands into the air in exaggerated frustration before shaking his head. “I swear, everybody in this damn palace has lost their minds.” He turned on his heel, clearly intending to storm out of the room. He didn’t make it one step. Traci reached out and gen