Semua Bab Betrayed By My Mate, Now Mated To Three : Bab 41 - Bab 50

  Sabine's POV The power flowing through my veins was intoxicating. It burned beneath my skin like liquid fire. Every nerve ending hummed with electricity. I could feel Kade's wolf trapped under my command and struggling uselessly against the invisible chains I had wrapped around him. His silver eyes were wide. Shocked. For the first time since he emerged from the shadows, I saw something other than cold amusement in his expression. Fear. The blade in his hand trembled. Not from his own movement but from the effort it took to fight my hold. His entire body was locked in place. Frozen mid-strike. Every muscle was straining against a force he could not break. I stepped closer. Blood from my wounds left a trail behind me. The cuts on my arm and shoulder throbbed but the pain felt distant. Secondary. My focus was absolute. 

  Kael's POV The explosion should have killed us all. I saw the golden fire rushing toward Sabine like a tidal wave. Felt the heat of it searing the air. Heard Evander's roar of helpless rage. Everything slowed down in that terrible moment between life and death. Then something impossible happened. The power hit an invisible wall and shattered. Fragments of golden light scattered across the grove like dying stars. The shockwave still knocked me backward but it did not tear flesh from bone the way it should have. Sabine stood at the center of it all and she was glowing. Her entire body radiated light that pulsed in time with her heartbeat. The air around her shimmered with raw energy. A shield surrounded her and it was made of something I could not name. Pure will maybe. Or desperation given form. But she was not

 Riven's POV I understood what Thaddeus was doing before anyone else reacted. The dark energy swirling around him was not just power. It was a purpose. Ancient knowledge woven into malice. The words he spoke were older than our packs and older than the Council itself. A blood curse. I had read about them in the forbidden archives. Texts that detailed magic our kind had abandoned centuries ago because the cost was too high. The damage is too permanent. This curse would not kill Sabine. That would be too merciful. It would corrupt her awakened power. Turn the light inside her into poison. She would live but everything she touched would wither. Every child born from her bloodline would carry the taint. Twisted. Broken. A slow death of potential. Of hope. Of everything she could become. Thaddeus wanted her to

Evander's POVThree days after Thaddeus died and the world refused to return to normal.I stood on the steps of the main hall and watched my pack move through the aftermath. Warriors limped past with bandages wrapped around ribs and arms. Omega healers shuttled between the injured with bags of supplies. Children clung to their parents with wide, frightened eyes.Buildings lay in ruins. The training grounds were torn apart. Scorch marks blackened the earth where Thaddeus had unleashed his power. The west barracks had collapsed entirely and would need to be rebuilt from nothing.The damage was extensive. Resources were depleted. We had lost twelve pack members and twice that number carried injuries that would take weeks to heal.But we were alive. And we had won.That mattered more than the rubble. More than the exhaustion that sat heavy on everyone's shoulders.We had sent a message. The Council was not invincible. They could bleed. They could fall.The Council's remaining forces had s

Sabine's POVThe Convocation Grounds looked like something pulled from ancient history.Stone pillars rose from the earth in a perfect circle. Each one was carved with symbols that predated modern pack law. The ground inside the circle was bare dirt and packed hard from centuries of combat. Blood had soaked into that soil. Victories. Defeats. Deaths.This was where pack disputes had been settled since before the Council even existed. Neutral territory. Sacred ground.And in three days, I would step into that circle and fight for my life.The Council's challenge left no room for negotiation. Trial by combat. One on one. If I lost, my life was forfeit. If I won, they promised to leave me alone.Their promises were worthless. I knew that. Everyone knew that.But it was a chance to end the constant attacks. To buy time for our alliance to strengthen. To stop watching warriors die in ambushes and families torn apart in retaliation.And if I was being honest, part of me wanted this.I was t