Todos los capítulos de Protector Of The Alpha's Cursed Heir : Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 130

For a long moment, Eden said nothing.Then, finally, she squeezed back."Yours," she said quietly. "And Killian's."A smile tugged at Katherine's lips.Lady Eliana grinned, the tension breaking just slightly. "You know, this reminds me of when we were young. Remember when we snuck out to that bonfire and hexed all the werewolf boys who acted like they were gods on earth?"Katherine let out a surprised laugh. "They were stuck in their wolf for a week."Eden's lips twitched. "And then Katherine went ahead and married one of them— that tyrant Theron."Katherine groaned, covering her face with her hand. "Girl, don't judge me. I was young and stupid and thought I could fix him."All three women laughed—a sound that felt foreign but surprisingly right."We all make terrible decisions when we're young," Eliana said warmly.Katherine looked at both of them, her expression serious again. "There is a spell to make him suffer endlessly even if it doesn't kill him. But I can't do it alone. I need

Killian's face went rigid. His jaw locked. Every muscle in his body seemed to engage at once, fighting it—But the Veritatem Vinculum was patient.It always won."I killed our father."Those three words detonated in the room like something physical.Kael's head whipped around. "You did what?"The colour had drained from Dante's face. He stared at Killian like he was looking at a stranger wearing his brother's face. "You... what did you just say?""I slit his throat," Killian said, and every word seemed to cost him something he couldn't get back. "The night he died. It was me."Dante's eyes moved slowly to Katherine—who had dropped her head, her hands curling into fists on her thighs. The answer was in every line of her body because she knew.She had always known."You knew," Dante said, his voice barely above a whisper.Katherine said nothing."You knew?" Kael's voice cracked on the second word.Brie's voice came from the end of the line, hollowed out. "Killian. What did you do?""He

"Adam." Onika's voice cracked. "Adam, no—please—Adam—"His eyes were already empty.The light that had been there—the kindness, the loyalty, the quiet strength that had held them together through so much—it was just gone."ONIKA!" Peggy's voice from the car was desperate. "We have to go! Annie has no time—we have to move!"Onika looked at Adam one more time. She touched his face, saying goodbye in the only way she had time for.Then she stood, her grief transmuting into something cold and purposeful, and ran back to the car.She slid into the driver's seat and turned the key."Is he—" Peggy's voice shook. "Onika, is he dead?"Onika didn't answer. She couldn't. If she said the words out loud, they would become real in a way she wasn't ready for.She just drove.The silence answered for her.Peggy understood. Adam was gone.***Eden. Eliana." Katherine's voice didn't waver. It couldn't. Not now. "With me."The three witches moved away from the chaos—away from the screaming bullets and

Annie's entire body went cold. "What's wrong with you? Why would you betray us?" Onika's expression was unreadable, but her eyes—her eyes were glistening and remained distant. "Belarie wants me to bring him. He came to the house the other day. He compelled me. To bring Jeffrey as soon as he was born." Peggy's head snapped up, a memory surfacing with terrible clarity. "At the balcony," she breathed. "That day I and Adam found you sitting on the floor. It was so hot—That was him, wasn't it? That was Belarie?" Onika's face twisted with anguish. "Yes." "Onika, listen to me—" Annie tried to push herself up, her arms shaking with the effort. Peggy immediately moved to support her, and together, they managed to get Annie into a sitting position. Every movement sent fresh agony through Annie's body, and she couldn't stop the whimper that escaped. "Don't do it." Annie's voice was raw but fierce. "Don't do this. You have to fight the compulsion. I know you can. You're stronger than thi

Belarie's grip on Onika's wrist was iron. His eyes bored into hers with an intensity that made her breath catch."There's more work to be done," he said softly."Let me go." Onika tried to pull away, but his fingers didn't budge. "You have the baby. Our deal is done. Let me—""Look at me."The compulsion slammed into her again. Her eyes snapped to his against her will, her body going rigid.Belarie's voice dropped to that terrible, silken tone she remembered from the balcony. "You will stay in this monastery. You will not leave. You will not do anything. You will remain until I say otherwise. Do you understand?""Yes—" The word choked out in her throat.The compulsion settled over her like chains she couldn't see but could feel in every cell of her body.Belarie released her wrist.Onika stumbled backwards, her hands flying to her throat even though there was nothing there. She tried to take a step toward the door—her body simply wouldn't obey. She could move around the space and coul