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Chapter 60: The Heart of Darkness
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THE WOLF BRIDE’S ESCAPE Chapter 61: The Binding Ritual
"I won't let you do this, Cassia."Lucien's voice crackled with intensity, his words slicing through the heavy air. The ritual had already begun, and his hands trembled as he grasped mine, trying to pull me away from the circle of ancient markings that glowed with an eerie light.I shook my head, my heart thundering in my chest, fear and determination clashing within me."You don't understand," I whispered, my voice barely audible above the sound of the chanting. "If we don't do this, you'll die. I won’t let that happen." My pulse raced, and I could feel the connection growing, an invisible thread pulling us together, tightening with every breath.Lucien’s eyes were stormy, filled with conflict. "Cassia, I can’t lose you. Not like this. It’s too dangerous. The magic… it’s not just a bond between us. It’s something darker. Something I don’t understand.""But you don’t understand, Lucien," I said, my voice trembling as the power surged around us. "I have no choice. I have to do this for
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-03THE WOLF BRIDE’S ESCAPE Chapter 62: The Unraveling
"I thought we had a plan," Lucien muttered, his voice low and thick with frustration. His hand gripped the reins of his horse, knuckles white. The weight of the moment was pressing down on both of us, suffocating. We had returned to the kingdom—my kingdom now, just as much as his. But it didn’t feel like a homecoming. It felt like the beginning of the end.The sun was setting, casting long shadows over the courtyard as we approached the castle gates. There was no cheering crowd, no fanfare. Just the tense silence of an uncertain future."Lucien," I said softly, turning to face him. The bond between us, forged in blood and magic, had grown stronger since the ritual. But something was wrong—something dark was coiling inside of me, in both of us. It wasn’t just the curse lifting, but something more insidious. As if we were tethered together by a force neither of us understood."Don’t." Lucien’s voice was rough, a growl of frustration escaping his throat. "We’ve got no time for pleasantri
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-03THE WOLF BRIDE’S ESCAPE Chapter 63: The Last Battle
“Cassia, stay close,” Lucien’s voice was low but urgent, cutting through the chaos that was rapidly consuming the battlefield.I nodded, my heart racing in my chest as we stood side by side, our blades glinting in the dim, smoke-filled air. I could feel the energy of the pack surrounding us, the tension in the air thickening with every passing second. This was it—the final battle.Lucien's hand brushed against mine, and for a fleeting moment, his touch was tender, a stark contrast to the harshness of the world around us. The battle roared to life, and my instincts kicked in, urging me to fight, to protect what was mine, what I had come to love despite the torment.I had been through hell, and now, with Lucien at my side, I knew I was stronger than ever. My magic pulsed in my veins, a deep, ancient power that had awakened when I’d accepted the truth of who I was. But even as I stood there, ready to fight, there was a weight pressing on my chest—a fear of what would happen if we lost. I
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-03THE WOLF BRIDE’S ESCAPE Chapter 64: Rebirth of the Alpha
"Lucien, look out!" I screamed, the words ripping from my chest as I lunged forward, my heart hammering in my ears.The battle was raging around us—crackling with the fury of warriors and the weight of everything we had fought for. Blood stained the earth beneath our feet, and the air was thick with the stench of sweat, fear, and violence. But none of it mattered at that moment.All I could see was Lucien. His tall, imposing form was locked in a brutal fight with his brother, the one who had betrayed him, the one who had come for his throne and his heart. But this wasn’t just a battle for power. It was a battle for Lucien’s soul. And in that moment, as his brother’s blade drew closer to Lucien’s chest, I knew that this wasn’t just about the pack. It was about the man I had come to love—the man I had always hoped could be more than the monster I had once believed him to be.Lucien’s movements were fierce, but his brother was faster, his strikes filled with anger I could feel all the wa
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-03THE WOLF BRIDE’S ESCAPE Chapter 65: A New Dawn
I never thought this day would come—the day when the war would be over, the bloodshed would end, and I could stand beside the man who had once been my captor, now my equal. Lucien and I had come a long way from the night of our wedding, from his cruel, cold touch to the fragile bond we shared. It wasn’t love at first sight—no, far from it. But now, standing in the aftermath of a battle we had fought together, there was something undeniable between us.“You’re alive,” I whispered, looking up at him as we surveyed the battlefield. The once-barren field was now littered with the remnants of the fallen. The sun began to rise, casting a soft golden glow over the horizon, slowly illuminating the land that had been tainted by darkness for so long.Lucien was covered in blood, his body battered from the brutal fight. His eyes, usually so cold and indifferent, now softened as they met mine.“I promised you I’d protect you,” he said, his voice hoarse from the hours of fighting. “And yet, here w
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-03THE WOLF BRIDE’S ESCAPE Chapter 66: The Shadows That Remain
"I can feel it," I whispered, my voice almost lost in the stillness of the room. Lucien’s eyes met mine, his brow furrowed as he leaned over the map spread out before us. The kingdom’s land, once teeming with chaos and conflict, now lay under a fragile peace—one that I had learned not to trust.Lucien reached out, his fingers brushing against mine in a fleeting gesture that caused my heart to skip. Despite everything we had been through, despite his past cruelty and the brutal battles that had torn us apart, there was something undeniable between us now. Something I couldn’t fully explain. But the lingering wariness in his eyes, the tension in his posture, told me that we both knew the peace we were enjoying might only be temporary."Tell me what you feel, Cassia," he said, his voice low and steady, betraying none of the worries that twisted through him. "We’ve fought this war, and now we rebuild. There are no more enemies, no more threats."I shook my head, trying to shake off the un
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-06THE WOLF BRIDE’S ESCAPE Chapter 67: The Phantom King
“I don’t like this,” Lucien muttered, his voice dark, with a subtle edge I hadn’t heard before. The mood had shifted since the scout arrived. He stood in the middle of the war room, his back straight, eyes fixed on the floor as if he was mentally preparing himself for a battle that hadn’t even been fully explained. “None of it feels right.”The scout, trembling from the wound that ran deep across his side, had been rushed in to tell us the news. He had collapsed into the room, shaking with fear and barely able to speak, but we had managed to coax the story out of him.“The Phantom King… he’s alive, my Lord. He’s raising an army in the far reaches of the kingdom. A force unlike any other. They’re… they’re not after territory. They want only destruction.”I could see the fear in the scout’s eyes, and I felt a cold chill grip my own chest. I couldn’t fathom what it would mean to face this kind of foe. The Phantom King, an ancient warlord thought to have perished hundreds of years ago, ha
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-06THE WOLF BRIDE’S ESCAPE Chapter 68: The Mark of Destiny
“Cassia, what are you doing?”Lucien’s voice cut through the tension like a blade. I didn’t turn to face him. My fingers hovered over the ancient scrolls, their brittle edges almost crumbling under the weight of the truth I was about to unearth. His footsteps echoed closer, but my mind was elsewhere—trapped in the mystery of the mark burned into his skin.“What does it mean?” I muttered, more to myself than to him. My fingers traced the faded symbols etched into the ancient text. “This mark... it’s connected to something, isn’t it?”Lucien stopped behind me, his breath heavy with the scent of earth and power. “Cassia, stop.”“No.” I shook my head, my hands trembling as I held the scroll in place. The words danced in front of me, mocking me, and teasing me. “This is not just about you and me. This is about something much bigger. The Phantom King… the mark on your chest—there’s a prophecy. I need to know.”I could hear the shift in his tone as he stepped forward, his large hands gently
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THE WOLF BRIDE’S ESCAPE Chapter 130: The Legacy of the Wolf Bride
The fire crackled softly in the hearth, its warm glow casting dancing shadows across the stone walls of the old hall. The room was filled with the scent of roasting meat and the sweet, earthy aroma of herbs hanging from the rafters. A group of children sat in a half-circle, their eager eyes fixed on the elderly storyteller who sat at the center, leaning forward with a smile.“And now,” the storyteller said, his voice low and filled with weight, “you have heard the beginning of the tale. But as with all stories, it must be passed down, for there are lessons to be learned, even in the hardest of truths.”The children’s faces were wide with wonder. They knew of the Wolf Bride—Cassia, the strong, beautiful woman who had once been the captive bride of Alpha Lucien. She was a legend, her name whispered in awe and respect throughout the kingdom. Her strength, her defiance, her love for her family—it had all made her a symbol of something greater than any one person. And Lucien, the god-king
THE WOLF BRIDE’S ESCAPE Chapter 129: A Future of Their Own Making
"You should rest," Lucien’s voice was low, carrying a soft edge I hadn’t heard in years. It was both familiar and strange, like the gentle rustle of leaves in the wind, soothing but filled with tension. His large hand rested on my stomach, a constant reminder of the life growing within me.I glanced up at him, eyes flicking over his broad frame and the way his expression softened when he looked at me. It was a stark contrast to the man I had once known. He was no longer the distant, cruel Alpha I had married, nor the tyrant he had once been. He had become something different—a man I was still learning to trust, but who had, against all odds, become my partner."Lucien," I murmured, turning slightly on the bed, trying to find a comfortable position. "I’m fine. I’ve been resting all day.""You’re carrying our child," he said with a slight smile, leaning over to kiss my forehead, lingering there for a moment longer than usual. "That’s no small thing."I smiled back at him, my hand restin
THE WOLF BRIDE’S ESCAPE Chapter 128: A Kingdom of Mortals
"Lucien, look at this." I held up the scroll, the seal broken and the message inside unclear to me, though I had a sinking feeling in my chest.He crossed the room swiftly, his large frame filling the space between us in seconds. His hand grazed mine, the touch lingering as though it held more weight than the parchment itself. Lucien had changed since the night we tore down the heart of our kingdom, and with it, he had become less of a tyrant and more of an equal."You look troubled," he murmured, his voice low and filled with a new, gentle strength.I swallowed hard, unfurling the scroll. "It's from the capital. They want an audience—"Before I could finish, he took the scroll from my hands, his eyes scanning it. His face hardened as he read, his jaw tightening."Lucien?" I stepped closer, my heart racing. The shift in his demeanor was enough to stir the unease in me."Look at this," he said, handing it back to me with a look that mirrored my own uncertainty.My eyes scanned the word
THE WOLF BRIDE’S ESCAPE Chapter 127: Breaking the Cycle
The echoes of destruction reverberated through the hollow chambers, but Lucien remained still, his hand trembling as it hovered above the blackened heart. The ancient pulsating darkness that had plagued our world, binding the lands in fear and suffering, awaited its end. The air was thick with tension, like a rope pulled taut between two worlds—the one we had known, and the one we would build."You know what this means, don't you?" Cassia’s voice cut through the chaos, steady and unwavering, despite the raw power that clung to the atmosphere. She stepped beside me, her fingers brushing against mine as if offering me the strength I needed to do what I had always feared."I do." My voice was barely a whisper, the weight of the moment heavy in my chest.We stood together before the heart—once a symbol of my cursed bloodline, a force that had shaped me, controlled me, and threatened everything I held dear. Now, in this final moment, I had the power to destroy it. To break the chains, to s
THE WOLF BRIDE’S ESCAPE Chapter 126: The Heart of Darkness
Lucien's grip tightened on the jagged stone as he stood before the ruins, his chest heaving with the weight of what lay ahead. The last remnants of Varyn's influence clung to the very earth beneath his feet, an ancient power that had corrupted everything it touched, including him. He knew what he had to do. Destroy the heart, and free both himself and Cassia from the curse that had haunted them for so long. But the cost was unimaginable.I turned to him, my heart pounding in my chest. I could feel the weight of the decision pressing down on him, the torment in his eyes. "Lucien," I whispered, my voice shaking. "Are you sure about this? Once it's done, you might never be able to use magic again."He turned to me, the haunted look in his eyes softening ever so slightly. "I’ve already lost so much, Cassia. But if it means setting you free, if it means ending this nightmare once and for all... I’ll do it. Even if it costs me everything."I shook my head, my chest tight with a mixture of f
THE WOLF BRIDE’S ESCAPE Chapter 125: A Love Unbroken
"Lucien, stop!" I grabbed his arm, tugging him back as he advanced into the ruins. The walls around us seemed to pulse, a faint shimmer of energy thrumming beneath our feet. The air felt thick, almost alive with a tension I could barely comprehend.He turned, his jaw clenched, eyes burning with an emotion I couldn’t place. "You want to stop? You want to run now, Cassia?""No." I shook my head, trying to steady my voice. "I don’t want to run, but I can’t let this illusion consume you. You’ve fought too long to let the past drag you back into the darkness. We have to trust each other, now more than ever."His eyes softened for a brief moment before they narrowed again, filled with uncertainty. "I thought I could control it. The void, the power, everything. But now... I don’t know what’s real anymore."I stepped closer, taking his hand in mine. His warmth was a comfort I didn’t want to lose. "This is real," I whispered, my heart pounding in my chest. "Our bond is real. We’ve survived the
THE WOLF BRIDE’S ESCAPE Chapter 124: The Final Test
I stood at the edge of the desolate ruins, the wind biting at my skin, carrying with it the whispers of forgotten souls. Lucien, at my side, seemed like a shadow, his presence always just a breath behind mine. His eyes were colder than the night air, but I could feel the tension in him—a battle he was fighting just as much as I was.“Are you sure this is the right place?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper.Lucien didn’t answer at first. He just kept walking, his boots crunching over the brittle remains of what used to be stone pathways. The ruins of Varyn’s stronghold were all that remained of a once-mighty empire, now nothing more than a decaying relic of power long lost. And yet, it was here that we hoped to sever our ties to the void. To remove the curse that had shaped both our lives, to erase the fate that seemed to hang over us like a specter.Lucien finally spoke, his voice low. “I never thought we’d be here. Not like this.”I met his gaze, a flash of understanding passing bet
THE WOLF BRIDE’S ESCAPE Chapter 123: The Phantom’s Warning
“Lucien,” I whispered, my voice barely above a tremor, the letter shaking between my hands. The wax seal, still warm with the recent press, bore a symbol I could never mistake. It was Varyn’s—his mark, the same mark I had seen burned into the old tomes and whispered in the shadows of the pack’s darkest corners.Lucien’s fingers grazed mine as he reached for the letter. His intense gaze softened, and for the first time in days, I saw something like unease flicker in his stormy eyes.“What does it say?” His voice was low, strained.I unfolded the letter slowly, the weight of it pressing against my chest. The words on the parchment were short and cryptic, and yet they carried the weight of a prophecy I had never hoped to hear again.“A god who walks as a man is still bound to fate.”I felt the cold air in the room grow heavy as if the walls themselves were closing in, drawn tight by the threat in those few words.Lucien’s jaw clenched, his fingers curling into fists at his sides. “Varyn,
THE WOLF BRIDE’S ESCAPE Chapter 122: A Throne Unchallenged
I never imagined that standing beside Lucien would feel so... heavy. The weight of his silence, the pressure of his thoughts, it all pressed against me like an invisible storm. But this time, it wasn't just the looming danger of his past decisions or his oppressive presence that worried me. It was his own struggle—Lucien, the once-immortal Alpha, now feeling the pull of his humanity."How do you feel?" I asked, the words slipping out before I could think them through. The question felt small compared to everything we had been through, but I couldn't help it. I wanted to know. His face remained stoic as ever, but there was a subtle tightness around his eyes, something that spoke volumes without a single word.He exhaled slowly, rubbing his temple. "I feel... weak," he admitted, his voice low and strained. "The power I once had is gone. And without it, I'm just a man. A man who has spent his life commanding others, and now..." He paused, glancing up at the throne that once felt so fitti
