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Chapter 65: A New Dawn
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THE 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
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-06THE WOLF BRIDE’S ESCAPE Chapter 69: A Race Against Time
"Can you feel it, Cassia?" Lucien's voice was low, his breath heavy as the chill of the night air brushed against us. "The tension. The world is changing, and we are right in the middle of it."I nodded, but I couldn't bring myself to respond. The weight of his words hung over me, suffocating. We embarked on this journey not just to uncover the origins of the Phantom King but to learn about Lucien’s connection to him. It was a race against time. The prophecy loomed over us, threatening to unravel everything.As the fire crackled between us, the shadows cast on the wall seemed to take on a life of their own. I had thought that once we discovered the truth, once we understood the power at play, we could stop it—control it. But the deeper we delved, the more uncertain everything became."Why does it feel like we're walking into a trap?" I whispered, my voice barely audible in the dark.Lucien gave me a sidelong glance, his piercing eyes scanning the horizon. "Because we are. The entire k
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-06THE WOLF BRIDE’S ESCAPE Chapter 70: The Fall of the Fortress
"Move!" Lucien’s voice was rough, desperate. He grabbed my arm, dragging me through the chaos that had overtaken the fortress. The walls, once a symbol of strength, now trembled under the relentless assault of the Phantom King’s forces. Crashes echoed, dust filled the air, and the shouts of soldiers were drowned out by the thunder of falling stones.I stumbled, breath catching in my throat. "Lucien, we can’t—""We don’t have a choice!" His grip tightened on my arm, urgency in his eyes. His normally controlled demeanor was cracked, showing the cracks in the hardened armor of his heart.I looked around, my pulse pounding. The fortress was collapsing before our very eyes. The once-pristine stone walls were crumbling under the weight of the onslaught. I could feel the ground shaking beneath me as the enemy tore through the gates.The Phantom King’s forces had come faster than we expected. His spies had moved in, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. And now, that moment had arrived. M
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-06THE WOLF BRIDE’S ESCAPE Chapter 71: The Lost City
"Do you trust me now?" Lucien's voice echoed in the cavernous ruin we found ourselves standing in. His words hung heavy in the air, thick with uncertainty. It was a question I had struggled to answer for so long, one that had plagued my mind during the darkest moments of our flight from the pack.I glanced at him, his eyes filled with a mixture of exhaustion and an earnestness that I had never seen before. The once fearsome Alpha, the man who had ruled with iron fists and cold disdain, now stood before me like a man seeking redemption. And for the first time since my forced marriage to him, I found myself doubting my previous certainty that I would never find peace with him.But how could I trust someone who had shattered my soul? Someone who had crushed my spirit, broken my will?I took a deep breath. The air in the lost city was thick with the scent of old stone and damp earth. There was a weight here, a history that felt heavy on my chest. This place—this ancient city buried deep w
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-06THE WOLF BRIDE’S ESCAPE Chapter 72: Blood of the Ancients
"Lucien, wait." My voice echoed across the ancient stone walls, raw with the weight of fear, but also something deeper. Something I couldn’t name.Lucien paused, his fingers trailing over the dusty, weathered pages of the ancient tome spread out before him. The words were archaic, the language unlike any I had ever seen. But as he read, his eyes darkened, and his breath quickened. I could feel his pulse quicken too—an urgency gnawing at the very air between us.“What is it?” I asked, stepping closer, unable to ignore the way my heart thundered in my chest.He didn’t answer at first. His gaze fixed on the page, his jaw clenched. When his eyes finally lifted to meet mine, they were full of a strange mix of determination and dread. “This is it, Cassia. This is how I stop the Phantom King.”I could see the truth in his words, but also something that made my gut twist. The Phantom King, a name I had come to fear since the beginning of this journey. The figure who had haunted the dreams of
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-06THE WOLF BRIDE’S ESCAPE Chapter 73: The Phantom King’s Warning
The quiet of the night was suffocating. My breath caught in my throat as I watched Lucien pace back and forth across the room. His movements were agitated, almost erratic, as though something was gnawing at him from the inside. I had been here before, standing on the edge, watching him unravel, but tonight it was different. Tonight, I could feel the weight of the air shift, pressing down on us both.“Lucien, stop,” I whispered, my voice barely breaking the silence. I was terrified of what I might find, but the words tumbled out anyway. “What’s going on?”He didn’t answer. His eyes were distant, hollow, locked onto something I couldn’t see, something beyond this world.I moved closer, my heart pounding. His fists clenched at his sides, his jaw tight, like he was trying to hold himself together. “Lucien,” I said again, this time louder, more insistent.He turned sharply to face me, his eyes wild and frantic, like he wasn’t fully in control. I froze, my breath hitching in my chest. There
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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
