Todos os capítulos de The Alpha kings rejected Luna : Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 28

ALBA POVDay 2 NightHe pulled back just enough to look at me. His eyes were gold. Soft. Not Alpha King eyes. Mate eyes. The kind that said, I see you, and I am not leaving all at once.Okay, he asked again. His voice was rough. Like he had not used it for anything except growling and commands in weeks.More than okay, I whispered. My throat felt tight. I have not felt like this inIn how long, he asked, thumb brushing over my knuckles.Since before Nightfang, I admitted. Since before I knew what a Council was. Since before I knew what it felt like to be scared all the time.He made a low sound. Like it hurt him to hear that.Hey, he said. Breathe with me.I did. In. Out. His chest rose and fell under my hands. Steady. Real. Alive.See, he said. We are here.Yeah, I whispered. We are here.He kissed my forehead. Then my nose. Then my cheek. Each one light. Like he was scared I would break. Like he was scared he would break if he pressed too hard.Alba, he said.Hmm.Thank you, he said

ARES POV The dungeons smelled like rust and lies. Cold stone, damp air, silver burning faintly in the walls. Elias was in cell 3. Kael was in cell 4. Both in silver cuffs. Both staring at me like I was the criminal, not them. Alpha, the guard said, hand on his baton. Leave us, I said. Alone, sir? Alone. The door shut behind me and echoed all the way down the hall. Alba was right next to me, arms crossed, face blank. But I could smell her anger. Sharp and hot. Like her wolf was right under her skin. Elias stood up slowly, trying to look tall. You cannot do this. I am Council. You were Council, I said. Past tense. You lost that right when you sold your king for money. Talk, I said. Or what, Elias sneered, leaning forward. Will you hurt me? Will you be illegal? Even for you. I am the Alpha King, I said quietly. I write the laws. I can also rewrite them. He laughed. You are weak. Look at you. Hurt. Bleeding. Relying on a Thorn Wolf to save you. Pathetic. I moved

ARES POVThe palace was quiet. Too quiet. The kind of quiet that comes after a battle. After screams. After blood stops dripping and all you hear is what is left.Six bodies in the morgue. Covered in white sheets that were too thin. Names I knew. Faces I trained with since I was sixteen. Boys who called me Alpha even when I did not deserve it. Dead because of me.Twenty more in the healing wing. Moaning. Bleeding. Alive because we got lucky.And Kael was gone.I was standing in cell 4. Empty. Cold stone. Silver cuffs on the floor cut clean through. Not broken. Cut. With tools. Professional. Inside work.How? I asked. My voice was flat. No anger yet. Just that dead feeling.Marcus shrugged behind me. He looked tired, older than yesterday. Inside job. Someone left him a key. During the fight, when all the guards were at the wall.Who.We do not know yet, Marcus said. But we will. I have every guard who was on dungeon duty being questioned. No one leaves until they talk.Alba was behind

ARES POVThe throne room was full of people and tension, and that silence that comes before a storm. Every elder there, robes on, faces blank. Every guard there, hands on swords, eyes on doors. Every servant pressed against walls, trying to disappear. All came to see what happens when an Alpha King puts his own Council on trial for treason.Because today we put Elder Rowan on trial in public for treason and conspiracy and for trying to kill my Luna.Rowan sat in the center in silver chains. Old and grey and should have looked broken. But he did not. He was smiling like he already knew how this ends, and it was not with him in chains.I sat on the throne with Alba beside me. Not in a separate chair like good little Luna, but right on the arm of my throne, hand in mine. Where everyone could see her. Where everyone would know she was mine and I was hers, and anyone who touched her would answer to me.Marcus stepped forward, voice echoing. Let record show Elder Rowan is charged with treas