Semua Bab My Alpha Lost Me To The Lycan King : Bab 91 - Bab 100

King AlaricI took the scroll from Ismene's hands, and the moment I broke its seal, the weight of everything we'd survived tonight suddenly felt considerably smaller against what the parchment described."Read it aloud," Elise said, shifting Wren gently in Aurelia's arms so she could see my face clearly, some old instinct already bracing her for whatever fresh crisis this morning had decided to deliver.I cleared my throat, forcing my voice steady despite the dread already coiling tight in my chest. "'To His Majesty King Alaric of the North Moon, and to the Blood Queen Elise Thorne. Word has reached the Council of Sundered Kingdoms of events transpiring within your borders this past night—the freeing of an ancient hunger, the redemption of a fallen guardian, and the sealing of a door believed by our own histories to be one of seven such thresholds scattered across the known world.'""Seven," Elise breathed, her face draining of color. "There are six more of these doors?""'We write no

King AlaricWe convened the war council within the hour, though "war council" felt like an inadequate description for a gathering that included a king, a Blood Queen barely recovered from claiming three centuries of stolen power, a woman who had traveled backward through time to give birth to a granddaughter mere hours old, an ancient healer, a freed prisoner still relearning his own name, and an envoy from a kingdom none of us had exchanged so much as a formal letter with before this morning."We need more information before we act," I said, spreading a map of the known territories across the council table, the same table where, only a day before, nobles had nearly voted to trade Elise's life away for false promises of peace. "Envoy—forgive me, I never asked your name.""Lyanna," she said. "Of House Vane, sworn to the Eastern Reaches' royal court.""Lyanna," I said, "you mentioned the Council of Sundered Kingdoms is dispatching envoys from all seven guardian bloodlines. Do you know w

King AlaricThe voice settled into the chamber like something ancient finally exhaling after centuries of held breath, and I felt every fragment of resolve I'd carried through this endless day threaten to crack beneath its calm, terrible certainty."You're the Unwritten," Elise said, her voice steady despite the visible strain in her posture, the golden-dark-silver current beneath her skin flaring bright and wary. "The thing beneath everything else. The shadow, the smoke, the figure in black—they were all just pieces of you.""Pieces," the voice mused, something that might have been amusement threading through its patient tone. "An interesting way to frame it, though not entirely accurate. I did not fragment myself the way your bloodline once did. I simply grew, across centuries, into something considerably larger than any single guardian could hope to contain—and I learned, through countless failed attempts, that a single face invites a single confrontation. Better, I discovered, to

King AlaricThe chamber's amber walls buckled inward, black corruption spreading in violent, hungry waves, and I felt Elise's grip on my hand weakening, her body trembling with the strain of holding a bond that the ancient presence was now attacking with calculated, merciless precision."Don't let go," I shouted over the growing roar of collapsing stone and shrieking wind, pulling her closer, shielding her with my own body even though I understood, with sick clarity, that physical protection meant nothing against a threat operating on this scale."I'm trying," she gasped, her voice fracturing with exhaustion. "Alaric, it's not attacking the bond directly anymore—it's attacking *me*, specifically, because I'm the weakest link after everything today has already cost."Solveig, still gripping Elise's other hand with fierce, newfound determination, cried out as the presence's assault intensified further. "Then let me carry more," she said. "I have four centuries of accumulated strength, h

Chapter 99King AlaricThe child — who still had no name, no memory of ever needing one — slept curled against Solveig's shoulder within the hour, exhaustion finally claiming a body that had spent three centuries as something considerably larger and older than any child should ever have to carry. Queen Freya wept openly at the sight of her palace's amber walls slowly, gradually clearing of corruption, the black veins retreating like frost melting beneath spring sun."I don't know how to thank you properly," she said, her composure only partially recovered as we finally emerged into the palace's outer gardens, the evening air blessedly clean and untainted after hours spent in that suffocating chamber. "You saved our kingdom. Saved Solveig, after four centuries of believing her fate was sealed and unchangeable.""You'll thank us," Elise said, swaying slightly with exhaustion despite Solveig's steadying arm around her shoulders, "by making certain she's never isolated again. Whatever gua