Alle Kapitel von THE VAMPIRE'S ALPHA QUEEN : Kapitel 1 – Kapitel 9

CHAPTER TWOThe scent of copper and ozone clung to the forest floor, thick enough to taste. Amelia stared at the seven corpses, her chest heaving. The silence of the woods had returned, but it was no longer a void; it was a burial shroud."Get them back to the hall," Amelia commanded, her voice a jagged edge. "Now. And I want every single entrance to the territory sealed. No one goes out, and absolutely nothing comes in."Rowan stepped forward, his eyes scanning the perimeter. "Alpha, the pack is already whispering. Word travels fast in a colony of wolves. They know something happened out here.""Let them whisper," Amelia snapped, turning on her heel. "Until I have a name and a reason, they stay behind the walls."The great hall of Mooncrest was a storm of noise by the time Amelia entered. The elders sat in a semi-circle, their faces etched with a mixture of terror and ancient hatred. The air smelled of wet fur and panic."You bring the dead into our home?" Elder Silas roared, slammin

CHAPTER FOUR The days following the rejection were a blur of physical and mental torture.Amelia could barely remember what happened from one hour to the next. Morning became night, and night became morning without any real difference between them. She moved through Mooncrest as though she were trapped inside a fog, performing the duties expected of an Alpha while feeling as though some essential part of her had been ripped away.She felt as if a limb had been amputated, but the ghost of it still itched and burned. The pain was everywhere.It settled behind her ribs when she breathed. It crawled through her veins when she tried to sleep. Sometimes, she would wake suddenly in the middle of the night with her hand pressed against her chest, convinced for one terrible second that she could still feel the bond.Then reality would return.Lucien had rejected her too.The memory alone was enough to make her chest tighten.Her wolf was in a state of constant rebellion, pacing the confines o

CHAPTER SIXAMELIA'S POVThe prophecy was clear. Our rejection hadn't just been a personal choice; it had been a catalyst. By rejecting Lucien, I hadn't saved my people. I had opened the door for the very enemy we were now fighting.The bond wasn't just a romantic tie. It was a seal, and I had broken it.For several minutes, I remained on the cold stone floor, staring at the open book as though the words might rearrange themselves into something less terrifying. I wanted to believe there was another explanation, some missing passage that would prove I had misunderstood everything. But the ancient writing remained unchanged, its crimson ink dark against the yellowed pages.I had rejected the Vampire King because I believed I was protecting my people. I had watched seven of my soldiers lie dead in the forest, their blood drained from their bodies, and I had blamed his kind. Even after discovering that someone was framing both kingdoms, I had continued to treat Lucien as an enemy I could

CHAPTER EIGHTAMELIA’S POV“Hello, Amelia. I've been waiting for you to find your king.”For several seconds, I couldn't breathe.The silver-haired man stood between the trees as though he had every right to be there, his elegant dark coat untouched by the wind and his pale face illuminated by the moonlight. He looked exactly as I remembered him from the few childhood memories I had buried deep inside my mind. The sharp cheekbones, the cold gray eyes, and the thin scar running from the corner of his mouth toward his jaw were unmistakable.Lord Cassian Veyne.The man my father had sworn he killed twenty years ago.My fingers tightened around the hilt of my sword. Beneath my skin, my wolf stirred violently, her instincts screaming that the man before us was dangerous. Yet beneath that warning was something else, something almost like recognition.“How?” The word escaped my lips before I could stop it. “You’re dead.”Cassian smiled, and the expression sent a chill down my spine. “Is that