All Chapters of BRED BY THE ALPHA KINGS: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Her skin was pale...deathly pale, drained of all color. The marks on her throat....the claiming marks that had announced her belonging to her mates....had faded until they were barely visible. Her lips were stained with blood. Her eyes had lost their light, becoming dim and distant.She looked like a ghost. Like something already halfway to death.And she was conscious enough to know what was happening."It's okay," she whispered during a brief moment when the convulsions eased enough for her to speak. Her voice was hoarse, barely audible. "It's okay. I'm okay.""You are not okay," Alaric snarled, but he kept his voice gentle. "You're going to be fine. We're going to save you.""The poison...." Elara started, but her body seized again, cutting off her words.Blood sprayed from her mouth, coating the white sheets they'd laid beneath her.Kieran was crying...not bothering to hide it anymore. Tears streamed down his face as he gripped her hand, as if through sheer force of will he could

One of the younger healers, a male named Devon who looked like he was barely out of his training....approached Mara with desperation in his eyes."Isn't there anything else we can try?" he asked. "Some kind of technique or spell that....""If there was, I would be using it," Mara replied flatly. She was studying the magical lens again, examining the poison's composition for what had to be the hundredth time. "This poison is unlike anything in our modern healing knowledge. The ancient magic component is making it nearly impossible to counteract.""But ancient magic can be learned," Devon pressed. "Surely there are texts somewhere. Grimoires. Ancient healing documents that might....""That we don't have access to," Mara interrupted. "And even if we did, we wouldn't have time to research and apply the knowledge. She's actively dying. We need solutions now, not theories."Caspian's mind was already moving ahead, strategizing, even though he knew it was futile."The Fae Court might have te

She looked back at Elara."When she realized she was carrying a child, a hybrid child that the Fae Court would declare an abomination, Auriel came to me. She was terrified. Desperate. Certain that if the Court discovered her pregnancy, they would take the child and kill her."Alaric felt his blood run cold."What did she ask you?" he demanded."She asked me to make a blood oath," Lysandra said. "A magical binding. She said: 'If they don't survive the coming attack. If they take her and she fall. I need you to promise...swear it by the old magic, that i will take care of her daughter. Raise her. Protect her. Love her as I would have.'""You swore it," Caspian said. It wasn't a question."I did," Lysandra confirmed. "By the old magic. By blood and bone and soul. A promise that cannot be broken, only fulfilled."She looked at the Alpha Kings."I've been watching her since the moment she arrived in your territory. I was the unknown watcher that confused your securities. I was present at e

Nothing. Just darkness and pain and the sensation of her body betraying her."Garrett tried to kill you with poison," Alaric said flatly. "A custom poison created by Cassian Thornwood. It was delivered through a scratch that the first assassin inflicted, the one who tried to poison you the day before. It was a delayed activation poison, designed to kill you at the moment of your greatest triumph."Elara felt cold rage settle in her chest. Not at being nearly killed...that she could understand from a political standpoint. But at Cassian. At her own uncle. At the man who'd orchestrated her death before she was even born."We're going to make him pay for this," Kieran said, his voice low and dangerous. "Every drop of blood you shed. Every second of pain you experienced. He's going to answer for all of it.""Not yet," Elara said, and the Alpha Kings looked at her in surprise. "Not yet. First, I recover. First, I rest and let my body heal. And then..." she looked at each of them, "....then

"So instead, I watched from the shadows. I made sure no Fae found you. I ensured that Cassian's assassins never got close. I waited for the moment when you would be strong enough, connected enough, loved enough that you could survive the truth about what you are."Lysandra placed a hand gently on Elara's face, an aunt's touch, tender and protective."Your mother was extraordinary," Lysandra said. "And you, little one, are every bit as extraordinary as she was. Perhaps even more so. Because you have not only her strength and brilliance, but also your father's honor and your wolf's fierce loyalty."Elara felt tears sliding down her face, but they weren't sad tears. They were tears of understanding. Of finally knowing where she came from. Of understanding that she wasn't an accident or a mistake or an abomination.She was the product of love so fierce it had transcended species boundaries. Of a mother who'd given up immortality for her. Of a father who'd fought to his last breath to prot