4koa Lancelot นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Lucian guided me to the war room. Kylan was already there. Dana stood by the window, her arms crossed, her face hard. Maps covered the table. Candles flickered. "Sit," Lucian said. I sat. "Tell them what you told me." I looked at Kylan. At Dana. At the maps and the candles and the shadows climbing the walls. "Darius has the Orb of the Earth," I said. "He killed Alpha Lancelot to get it." Kylan's face went pale. "Lancelot is dead?"

Sorrel found my gaze in the rearview mirror and nodded softly in a half smile. "Yeah, what about you?" I nodded in response, right before I felt more than saw Lancelot settle in the driver's seat. His commanding presence was kinda assuring. It reminded me that I was safe now. And his exquisitely broad frame pressed against the seat he fumbled with the keys. His long fingers— "Shame on you, Kels." I mocked mentally. "You were a breath away from being raped and you're ogling another guy's frame and fingers—"

Lucian howled and all of them howls in the forest. ------ Ragnarok Town Lancelot saw the head of the Rogues approaching the gate. He's bigger than everyone so he's visible than the others. " Everyone, prepared! They are coming and destroying our gate so hold your defense!" Beta Lancelot proclaimed. All of them get ready for the coming of their assailant.

I felt sick to my stomach, a cramp seizing me. But none of that mattered anymore. I took out my silver staff, and strode resolutely towards the Elder's Council Hall. It was time to put an end to all of this. "Luna-to-be?" one elder asked, confused. "I am not your Luna," my voice was calm and clear. "I never was." The elders looked at each other. I walked to the center of the council table. "I, Lyra, Princess of the Moonshadow Realm, hereby renounce my fated mate bond with Kaelen Blackclaw."