Todos os capítulos de The Mad Lycan Plus-Size Mate : Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

Serenity PovWhen I woke up, the velvet curtains in the royal bedchamber were still drawn, keeping out the gray morning light.For a long moment, I didn't force myself to move. I just lay there staring at the white ceiling, enjoying the silence around me. My body felt insanely heavy, not because of the nightshade poison Emily had tried to put in my wine, but because I was completely exhausted. The poison had been burned away by morning, destroyed by the ancient magic of the bloodline growing inside of me.I slowly moved my hand down my stomach, resting my palm against the small but noticeable curve of my waist.Inside me, I could feel two different heartbeats, both beating steadily together. Truly Twins.As I focused on them, a strange warmth spread from my stomach through my entire body. It felt like fire running through my veins. Something was happening to me, something I couldn't fully understand. My wolf, which had been suppressed for so long because of everything I suffered

Serenity PovThe cold didn't seep into my skin slowly. It hit me hard as consciousness dragged me back from the darkness.My head throbbed with a dull, sickening ache. A metallic, sour taste clung to the back of my throat, the lingering effect of the wolfsbane gas. But worse than the poison was the heavy, suffocating deadness in my veins.I tried to lift my arms, but a sharp clatter of iron echoed off the walls. Cold metal dug into my wrists and ankles.Wolfsbane shackles.The black iron rings had spikes on the inside, piercing my skin just enough to bleed a steady dose of poison directly into my bloodstream. My wolf whimpered deep within me, her claws slipping on ice, unable to surface through the chemical fog weakening my strength.Panic flared through my chest, sharp and cold. I reached down as far as the chains would allow, pressing my bound wrists desperately against my lower belly.A sharp ache spread across my abdomen, a warning cramp that made my breath catch. The twins w

Valerius Pov The iron doors didn't just break; they vaporized under the sheer, unbridled kinetic force of my fury.I stormed through the shattered stone archway of the subterranean catacomb, my skin blazing with blinding golden light, my claws extended, my teeth bared for a massacre. Zenith was screaming in my mind, howling for blood, driving my limbs forward with a terrifying, apocalyptic momentum. Every second I had spent tearing through those tunnels, every mile of stone we had pulverized, had been fueled by a single, agonizing terror: ‘I am too late. They have hurt her.’I expected to find her chained to the wall. I expected to smell the bitter, choking poison of wolfsbane mixed with her blood. I expected a nightmare of cruelty that I would answer with the total, unmitigated eradication of every Blackwood breathing.Instead, I stepped out of the swirling dust and smoke... and the entire world simply stopped.The air in the subterranean cell didn't smell like blood or chemica

Tristan Pov I dragged myself through the rear servant entrance of the Blackwood estate, blood dripping from my nose and pain shooting through my shattered wrist. Every step hurt, but I kept moving until I reached the central hall. The place looked as miserable as I felt. The room was dark, and the sour smell of ale hung in the air. Formal court rejections lay scattered across the long table, and no one had bothered to clean up the mess. My father, Gideon, sat at the head of the table, staring at the papers. He looked older than he had a day ago. Beside him, my mother, Luna Erica, paced the floor in her expensive silk robes, while Sienna sat near the cold hearth with her injured shoulder bandaged. Her eyes were wide and bloodshot. Whatever remained of her sanity seemed to be slipping away. The door slammed behind me, and all three turned. "You're back," Gideon said. His voice was tired, and he didn't even bother to stand. "The High Council rejected our final appeal an hour a

Serenity PovThe doors of the grand court swung open, and the chatter of two dozen visiting pack delegates and High Court emissaries died away.I sat on the Obsidian Throne, the warmth against my back, while Valerius sat half a step below me on my right. His dark gaze swept over the assembly, making it clear that anyone who dared disrespect me would have to answer to him. I wore a deep crimson red gown woven with silver thread that shone in the torchlight, and my hair was pinned back with a crown carved from frost-black obsidian.Today was my first formal public court as the reigning Queen.For twenty years, I had stood before lords like Alpha Morgran of the Ironstone Pack as a servant, scrubbing their boots while they ignored me or treated me like dirt. Now, Morgran stood in the middle of the marble floor, his broad shoulders stiff beneath his gray furs and his bearded face showing his deliberate disrespect."We acknowledge King Valerius's sovereign right to rule the northern borde