Semua Bab Make Way, The Real Alpha Princess Returns!: Bab 91 - Bab 100

BELLAThe scent of roasted meat and spiced ale filled the air, thick and inviting, mingling with the crackling warmth of the bonfire. The border had been a battlefield just hours ago, but now—now it was alive with laughter, song, and the relief of survival.I stood at the edge of the gathering, the glow of the fire casting flickering shadows across the warriors who had fought beside me. The tension of war had lifted, if only for tonight, replaced by a rare, fleeting sense of peace.We had won.And for the first time in a long time, we had something worth celebrating.I barely had time to process the moment before a massive arm clapped down on my shoulder, nearly knocking me forward.“Took you long enough to join the party!” Tomas grinned down at me, his scarred face flushed with drink, his golden eyes alight with something warmer than battle-fury. Respect. “We’ve been waiting to thank you properly.”“Thank me?” I arched a brow. “You were the ones fighting on the frontlines.”“You foug

BELLAThe sky churned with storm clouds, thick and low, casting the battlefield in an eerie half-light. The air was thick with the scent of burnt flesh, wet fur, and the metallic sting of blood. Screams and snarls tangled together in a chaotic symphony, the ground trembling beneath the weight of bodies clashing, breaking, and falling.I had seen war before. I had felt its weight in every wound I stitched, in every heartbeat I fought to save. But this—this was something else.The magical beasts came in waves, their forms flickering with unnatural energy, their movements sharper, faster—unnatural. I had no doubt now. Someone was controlling them. Someone was feeding them power.And I was going to find out who.But first, we had to survive.“Push forward!” Kai’s voice cut through the chaos like a blade, his massive form cutting through the oncoming beasts with raw, relentless force. Claw, metal, and flesh met in a

BELLAThe Ruins Forest loomed before us, its canopy thick with ancient trees that swallowed the light whole. A hush settled over the land, the kind that preceded a storm. The air was damp with the scent of moss and decay, and every step felt like an intrusion into something forgotten. Kai walked beside me, silent but alert, his hand never straying far from his blade.We had barely passed the threshold when a rustling in the underbrush made me spin, dagger in hand. A shadow emerged from behind a gnarled oak, and I was ready to strike—until I saw him.Hunter.Dressed in a loose tunic, a satchel slung across his shoulder, he grinned at me like this was any other day. “Fancy seeing you two here.”I exhaled sharply, lowering my weapon. “Hunter, what the hell are you doing here?”He held up a weathered sketchbook. “Would you believe me if I said I came to draw the ruins? The landscapes here are—”“—dangerous,” I finished, stepping toward him. “This place isn’t some scenic retreat. Harper an

BELLAThe Ruins Forest was eerily silent, the dense canopy above swallowing the moonlight, casting shifting shadows across the decaying remnants of a civilization long lost. The air was thick with damp earth, the scent of moss and rotting wood mingling with something sharper—something unnatural.My breath came in slow, controlled inhales, but my pulse pounded in my ears. The ruins around us felt ancient, almost sentient, as if they had witnessed countless tragedies before this moment.And now, they would witness Layla’s end.She stood a few paces ahead, her figure outlined against the pale moonlight breaking through the trees. Dark energy crackled around her fingers, pulsing with anger, desperation. Blood streaked her face, her once-pristine clothing torn and muddied, but her eyes—her silver, stormy eyes—were still alight with the same bitterness that had festered in her heart for years.“You always take what isn’t yours,” she hissed, her voice raw with fury. “First my place, then my

BELLAA war horn echoed through the ruins.And then, chaos.The archways burst open as warriors flooded in—my brothers leading the charge.Lennon’s blade was the first to strike, cutting down the nearest puppet. Kieran and Tobias followed, their warriors sweeping through the chamber, carving a path through Evelyn’s forces.Kai wasted no time. He lunged at Harper, their blades clashing in a furious blur of steel. Hunter tore into the puppets, his awakened power surging through him, cutting them down with terrifying efficiency.I turned to the nearest enemy, blade in hand, rage burning through me.The battle erupted in full force. The chamber rang with the clash of steel, the roar of warriors, and the shrieks of Evelyn’s puppets as they lunged with eerie precision.Lennon’s sword gleamed in the torchlight as he cut through the nearest puppet, its body jerking unnaturally before collapsing. Lennon moved with brutal efficiency, his twin daggers slicing through enemies like a shadow weavin