Semua Bab THE WOLF BRIDE’S ESCAPE : Bab 51 - Bab 60

"Cassia!"Lucien's voice cut through the darkness as I tumbled backward, ripped from his grasp. My scream echoed into the void, swallowed by shadows that twisted and coiled around me like living tendrils.I fought against them, my nails clawing at the empty space, my body thrashing in a desperate attempt to break free. The cold seeped into my bones, an unnatural force tightening around my chest like iron chains.Then, I saw him.Lucien lunged, his silver eyes blazing with fury, his claws extended as he reached for me. But just as his fingers brushed against mine—he vanished.I was alone.The shadows whispered, their voices weaving into my mind, slithering through my thoughts like serpents."He is lost.""You were never meant to be his.""The power inside you does not belong to him."I clenched my fists, anger surging through me. "Shut up!"The whispers turned into laughter, a hollow, bone-chilling sound that sent a shudder through my spine.Then, a shape emerged from the darkness.A w

"I can’t believe you’re even considering this," Lucien's voice was low, dangerous, as I paced back and forth in the dimly lit chamber. "You would gamble with our lives on the chance of some forgotten ritual?"I stopped, feeling the weight of his words settle on me like a heavy cloak. His gaze was sharp, his usual stoic demeanor cracking with emotion. It unnerved me. I hadn’t expected him to be so... vulnerable in the face of the truth.The truth. The ritual was real. The one that could reverse Lucien’s transformation, the one I had found hidden in the ancient texts. I could hardly believe it myself. But it wasn’t a cure that came without consequences. The price? A sacrifice—a sacrifice that neither Lucien nor I were ready to make.“I have to believe it’s real,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "I can’t just... stand by and watch you suffer, Lucien."I felt the heat of his presence behind me as if he were standing just a breath away, though I didn’t dare turn to face him. His s

“Lucien,” I whispered, my voice trembling as I stared at the figure who stood before us.Lucien’s eyes locked onto the stranger, his hands curling into fists at his sides. The air around us grew thick with tension, the shadows at the edges of the room creeping forward like tendrils of darkness.The figure before us was tall, but his frame was not one I recognized. His features were sharp and angular, yet there was something familiar in the coldness of his eyes. The moment he stepped into the dim light, a sickening realization spread across my chest like a burning brand.“Who are you?” Lucien’s voice was low and dangerous, his gaze flickering between me and the newcomer. “You’ve wasted enough of my time. Speak your name or leave.”“I’ve been waiting for this moment for a long time, Lucien,” the man said, his voice smooth, almost mocking. “You’ve forgotten, haven’t you?”I felt a chill run down my spine. Lucien’s jaw tightened, and for the first time in our lives together, I saw a flash

"Lucien, we can’t keep running," I spoke softly, my voice barely more than a whisper in the wind that howled around us. The trees groaned under the weight of the storm as if the entire world was mourning the collapse of everything we once knew. The kingdom—the very land that had once been our home, our place of power—was now a wasteland, shattered and torn apart by the factions vying for control.Lucien's jaw tightened at my words. His gaze flickered across the fire before he looked at me, his eyes darker than I had ever seen them before. The Alpha I had once feared, the man whose cruelty had once held me captive, now seemed like a shadow of himself. His hands trembled slightly as he gripped the hilt of his sword, his every movement betraying his internal struggle.“I don’t have a choice, Cassia. There is no kingdom anymore. Only ashes.” His voice cracked, betraying the raw emotion he had tried so desperately to suppress. The weight of his transformation, of everything he had become,

“What are you doing, Cassia?” Lucien’s voice trembled, raw and desperate as it echoed through the cavernous space. The flickering flames of the ritual’s fire cast long shadows across his face, making his expression seem darker, and tormented.I stood at the center of the room, my hand hovering over the ancient book the witch had given me. The text was written in a language I could barely comprehend, the words swirling before my eyes like a twisted dance of power and pain. The witch’s cryptic warning still haunted my mind—“It requires the heart of the one who loves you most.” I’d known what she meant even before she spoke the words aloud.This was my choice now. Lucien’s curse could only be broken by the deepest of sacrifices, a price I was willing to pay to save him, to save us both. But it was a price that would tear us apart, possibly forever.I turned to face him, my heart clenching in my chest. His broad shoulders were tense, his fists clenched at his sides as if fighting the urge