All Chapters of The Alpha Prince Forbidden Mate : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

LenaBy the time I returned to my room, I was exhausted.Yet sleep felt impossible.I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the silver crescent on my wrist.Evan's words wouldn't leave my mind.Your father made me promise to protect you.For years, I had wondered whether my father had abandoned me.Now I was beginning to realize that I might have been wrong about him all along.He had known something.Something dangerous enough to make him disappear.Something dangerous enough to make Evan risk his own family to keep me safe.And then there was the Sinclair name.The more I learned, the more complicated everything became.I barely knew anything about my own father, yet somehow his past was tangled with powerful families, ancient enemies, and a bloodline I didn't even know I possessed.I rubbed my wrist.The mark was faint tonight, but there was still a strange warmth beneath my skin.I was beginning to hate that mark.It had become a reminder that everyone knew something about me that

Lena“The Moon's Daughter.”The words echoed across the courtyard.Nobody moved.Nobody spoke.For a moment, even the sounds of battle seemed to disappear.The masked warrior stood across from me, staring at my glowing wrist.My crescent mark burned beneath my skin.I could feel everyone's eyes on me.Adrian.Evan.Mia.Sophie.The students.The guards.Everyone.“What does that mean?” I whispered.The warrior didn't answer.Instead, something changed.The Lunar Order warriors stopped attacking.The ones fighting the guards began stepping backward.One lowered his weapon.Another looked toward the masked warrior.“She has awakened.”A chill ran through me.Adrian immediately stepped in front of me.“What did you say?”The warrior ignored him.His eyes remained fixed on me.“Capture her.”My stomach dropped.Adrian's shoulders tightened.“They don't want her dead.”Evan stepped beside him.“They never did.”Adrian glanced at him.Evan's expression was grim.“They've been trying to take

LenaI couldn't stop staring at the coordinates.They were still glowing faintly across the stone floor of the archive, projected from the silver pendant my father had left behind.Somewhere beyond Mooncrest.Somewhere my father had deliberately chosen.A place he had wanted me to find.A place he had prepared for the possibility that one day I would be ready to follow the trail he had left behind.My father had left me a message after years of silence, and now I finally had a direction to follow.I couldn't wait."We're leaving."Adrian looked at me."Lena—""Now."His expression tightened."We don't know what's waiting there.""I know.""You don't even know how far it is.""I don't care."His eyes searched mine.I knew what he was going to say before he said it."This is exactly why you're not going alone.""I wasn't planning to."His gaze shifted toward Evan.Evan was already looking at the coordinates, studying the faint lines of light as though he could force them to reveal more.

LenaThe words remained in the room long after Alexander stopped speaking.Someone inside the royal council wanted my father dead.I couldn't move.I couldn't even think.The royal council.The same council my father had feared.The same council Alexander had been accused of getting too close to.The same council that apparently knew something about me long before I knew there was anything unusual about myself.My fingers curled tightly against my palms."Who?"Alexander didn't answer.I stepped toward him."Who wanted my father dead?"His expression hardened."I don't know.""You just told me someone inside the council wanted him dead.""I said someone inside the council wanted him dead. I never learned exactly who.""Then how do you know?"Alexander looked at me."Because Daniel found out they were looking for him."My heart pounded."What did he find?"Before Alexander could answer, the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the room.Adrian turned toward the door.Evan's han

LenaWe had agreed to reject the bond.So we should have been able to walk away.Instead, Adrian and I spent the next three days pretending we weren't connected.It was easier to pretend when he wasn't in the room.So I avoided him.I changed my schedule. I ate at different times. I stayed longer in the library and left the training grounds before he arrived. When I heard his voice in a corridor, I turned down another one.Adrian did the same.At least, I assumed he did.We barely spoke.That was the plan.Distance.Silence.Time.Maybe eventually whatever had tied us together would weaken.Maybe the strange pull beneath my ribs would fade. Maybe his wolf would stop recognizing me every time we crossed paths. Maybe the memories of his touch, his voice, and the way his presence seemed to settle something inside me would become nothing more than an inconvenience we had both imagined.But on the fourth morning, I woke with a sharp pain beneath my ribs.I sat upright.My hand flew to my c