Semua Bab Bankrupting the Alpha: Crowned by the Dragon King: Bab 331 - Bab 335

Hunter POVMolly's fingers trembled against my arm.To anyone watching, it looked as though she was simply clutching her hands together in fear.Only I knew the truth.Hidden between her palms...Was the final anchor crystal.It had become so small that even I could barely see it.She was absorbing it.Slowly.Painfully.Far too slowly.I tightened my arms around her as Elias's shadows forced us to our knees.If he noticed...Everything we had endured inside the ley lines would have been for nothing.Around us, the mutants formed a perfect circle.Dozens of them.Some growled.Others watched silently with lifeless eyes.None dared move without Elias's command.The laboratory was unnaturally quiet.Only the soft hum of machinery and the distant breathing of the creatures filled the room.I kept Molly behind me as much as the shadows allowed.She understood immediately.Without looking at me, she pressed the crystal harder into her palm.Keep going.Just a little longer.Elias laughed.

Aella POVHunter and Molly slept peacefully in the Sanctuary's infirmary.Queen Silveira assured us they would recover. They were exhausted, malnourished, and their bodies had clearly endured far more than twenty days should have allowed. Whatever had happened to them had taken its toll.For now...All we could do was wait.I gently pulled the blanket higher over Molly's shoulders before stepping into the hallway with Sol.He was unusually quiet.Finally, he looked at me."When did you give Molly access to the Sanctuary?"I frowned."I didn't."Sol stopped walking."What?"I leaned against the stone wall, thinking back."I was going to.""I even arranged to meet with her after the Academy expansion plans were finished."I smiled sadly."The timing was never right.""Then she disappeared."Silence stretched between us.Neither of us had granted Molly permission to enter the Sanctuary.Neither had Chaos.Nor Order.Yet she had arrived safely through Xander's portal.Slowly...A realizat

Aella POV The hall remained silent after Order and Chaos revealed the truth about the bloodlines. No one moved. No one dared interrupt. Then, from the back of the crowd, an elderly wolf shifter slowly rose to his feet. His silver hair framed a weathered face marked by countless years. He leaned heavily on a carved wooden cane. "My family," he began quietly, "has passed down stories for generations." Everyone turned toward him. "My grandfather always said that, once upon a time, every shifter could choose the animal they wished to become." He looked directly at Order. "Was that only a legend?" Order smiled sadly. "No." "It was history." A murmur spread through the assembled shifters. Order stepped forward, his calm voice carrying effortlessly across the hall. "Long ago, before kingdoms existed, every shifter was born with a core affinity." He waved his hand, and shimmering images appeared above the crowd. "They were free to choose the form that best suited that affi