Todos os capítulos de Chrome and Claws : Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Chapter 40Raven woke with a scream lodged in her throat.Her body thrashed, slick with sweat, and her heart pounded so hard it felt like it might split her chest. For a moment she didn’t know where she was until she could feel the cold wall beneath her shoulder blades and the faint smell of Axel’s skin in the air.Her hands shook as she pressed them against her eyes. The memory of last night crashed over her: Axel’s mouth on her, his hands sliding lower, the fire in her veins exploding so fierce it had nearly consumed her.She glanced to the side, Axel wasn’t there.Only the imprint of him remained on the sheets, the warmth already fading.The whisper of movement behind her froze her pulse. Instinct had her spinning, claws half-bared, only to find Malrik standing in the shadows.The dragon’s dark eyes caught what little light the moon left behind. “Your control is fraying.”Raven scowled. “Do you always appear uninvited?”“I go where the bond draws me,” Malrik said calmly, stepping c

Chapter 42 Raven fought to keep her composure as she needed to be more calm and compassionate.She needed to be Luna.But Lyandra Draikos wasn’t making it easy.Lyandra had watched the Pack's unease grow with hungry satisfaction as her beautiful face wore pity when she spoke to them, but her eyes glittered with malice.“Did you see her veins last night?” she whispered to a pair of young wolves at the training field. “Glowing like molten fire. Tell me, have you ever seen a wolf with fire for blood?”The wolves exchanged glances, uncertain.“She isn’t one of us,” Lyandra said sweetly, laying a hand on one wolf’s shoulder. “And one day, that fire might turn on you.”Her words spread like ash on the wind. But whispers weren’t enough, Lyandra wanted to break Raven.Two nights later, it happened.The Riders had gathered in the hall for a meal, the long table laden with venison, bread, and spiced mead. Axel sat at Raven’s side, his presence steady as a mountain, Malrik was further down, s

Chapter 44 Morning light crept reluctantly across the compound, spilling golden rays through high windows. Yet for Raven, there was no warmth in the dawn. Her body lay curled against Axel’s, but her mind had not rested a second. She hadn’t told him everything. Couldn’t.Nyxian’s smirk haunted her and the word Goddess pressed against her ribs like a brand. And worse, she had seen the Hollow Blade cross the threshold of her dreams and shimmer into waking reality.If Axel didn’t see it, if no one else could… What did that make her?She moved carefully, slipping from Axel’s hold. His protective instincts made him a light sleeper, yet exhaustion had finally dragged him down after hours of watching her. She pressed a kiss to his forehead before stepping out into the hall.The compound hummed with activity. Warriors of the Moon Riders moved like shadows through the courtyard, sparring, preparing, always ready for ambush. Somewhere in the distance, engines growled, Harleys tuned for speed, w

Chapter 46 The pack's courtyard reeked of blood and smoke, wolves limping back with silver-steeped wounds as broken blades littered the ground. The flames of the southern wall still burned, refusing to die.Raven stood amidst it all, chest heaving. Her hands shook as the Hollow Blade still pulsed in them, whispering for more blood. She’d tried to drown its call, but it clung to her like a second heartbeat.Axel came to her side, soot-streaked but unbowed, his arm bleeding freely. He was Alpha even in exhaustion as his shoulders squared, voice steady enough to hold the ten packs together.“Bury the dead and guard the walls.” His orders rolled like thunder. “This isn’t over.”Raven pressed a hand to his forearm, her voice soft. “You’re hurt.”He looked at her then, gray eyes shadowed as he held her. “Not as much as you are.”She flinched, not from his touch, but from the truth in his words.Before she could answer, Malrik Draikos stepped forward.The mysterious newcomer had been quiet

Chapter 48 Raven stood amidst it all, trembling, her body still pulsing with the remnants of lunar fire as the battlefield littered with broken armours, weapons and dead rogues. Her veins glowed faintly beneath her skin, the Hollow Blade whispering against her consciousness.Axel’s grip on her waist was steady, his eyes scanning her face with something between awe and fear. “What just happened to you, Raven?”Her lips trembled as she whispered, “I… I think I faced the Lunar or maybe I faced myself, I don’t know.”Malrik stepped forward, his dragon aura heavy as thunder. “No. You faced the bloodline within you and you did not conquer it, you barely bent it.The fury sleeps in you now, Raven Blackthorne, but when it wakes again…” He trailed off, his gaze grim. “It will demand blood.”Before she could speak, a mocking laugh echoed across the battlefield.The leader of the rogues, battered but still standing, leaned against his assistant. “Did you fools not see? She’s not your savior.