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They both calmed me down, but they also helped me feel alive, like they excited me. Only one royal was left who hadn’t yet shown up. The King of Darkness. It was hard to describe what I imagined. Nicolais and Sicca hadn’t exactly been open about describing him, and neither was there a description in the books I had read. And with the way Nicolais reacted when I mentioned him, I chose not to dabble further with fate and stopped asking questions.

She blushes, before she closes her eyes for a moment, and the atmosphere around us seems to deepen with a strange intensity, almost as if the very air is waiting with bated breath for her to speak… “There are four to come, and the time is now upon us. The Solaris King, The Asheton Queen, The Deimos King and The Volkov Queen. When the four true rulers come into power and assemble behind the Adonai, the final barrier between the realms will shatter, symbolising the beginning of the end of time. Heed my words, for it begins with the Solaris King.” She lets out a shuddering breath and I feel something twist inside. My heart thuds as something she says seems to tickle my mind. I feel like I need

Dear kind readers, I’m excited to share that The King’s Possession has finally reached its conclusion. I want to extend my heartfelt thanks to each of you for your patience, support, and love throughout this journey. I know the ending may feel a bit hanging, and some of you might still be longing for more of Isabel and Tristan’s story, but this is the way I always intended for their tale to end. Your enthusiasm and dedication have meant the world to me, and I’m incredibly grateful to have had such lovely readers who have stuck with this story until the very last page.

Inside, the air was thick with the smell of old books and dust, the shelves lined with ancient tomes and scrolls that hadn’t been touched in years. This place felt like a tomb, a forgotten relic of a time when the pack had been ruled by something far more dangerous than any single alpha. I moved through the aisles, scanning the shelves for anything that might give me answers. My fingers grazed over the spines of old leather-bound books, my eyes skimming the titles—Bloodlines of Power, The Hybrid's Curse, Secrets of the Alpha’s Mark—until I found one that caught my attention. The Dark Awakening. I pulled the book from the shelf, my pulse quickening. The title sent a chill down my spine, but I

The Sealed King The golden doors opened. Slowly. Ancient metal groaned. The sound echoed throughout the entire tunnel system. Then the Forgotten Kingdom itself trembled. Above them, towers cracked. Bridges shook. The Royal Citadel pulsed with black light. Something terrible was happening. Something that should never have happened. God. No. Fair. Absolutely not. Reasonable honestly. Then darkness spilled from the doorway. Not normal darkness. Living darkness. Moving darkness. The kind that seemed to swallow light itself.

The seed of doubt had already been planted. The King let out a slow breath before turning to his daughter. "Bring the Book." The Princess lifted the heavy tome—The Book of the Inquisition. A wave of dread passed over the older nobles and knights. Some paled at the sight of it. Others clenched their jaws as if reliving old wounds. Berg exhaled sharply with regret and pain. William exchanged a look with John. What was this book? Why did it hold such weight? Rolfe took a step forward. "My liege, must we go this far?"

'Book forty-three of the Kingsmen Chronicles. He leaned the book back towards him and pulled it from the shelf with grace. He smiled as he looked at it in his hand, his eyes carefully considering the intricate pattern of the gold decorating the cover. Gingerly, he cracked it open, leading through the pages until at last he found the desired portion. "The light shines in the darkness and the darkness has not laid hold of it," he read aloud, proclaiming the fate of the nations.

"And what could be more important than the King’s truth?" Thomas laughed, and the black smoke began to pull toward him, spiraling into his chest. The king was a liar. But the man he killed fifty years ago? He was a saint. And you, Dragon... you’ve been sitting on his silence for half a century." Korth’s human face reappeared through the shifting scales, his expression tight with realization. "The Ledger of Cinder," he whispered. "You didn't come for a breath. You came for the record."