All Chapters of The Lycan King's forgotten Goddess : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The fortress did not sleep that night.Torches burned across every wall while wolves moved restlessly through the halls carrying weapons and whispered rumors in equal measure. Snowstorms battered the mountains harder after sunset, but even the weather felt quieter than the fear spreading through the fortress now.Heaven knew.Not just about Freya’s rebirth.About what she truly carried.And suddenly everyone looked at her differently.Freya noticed it immediately.Not fear exactly.But caution.Confusion.Curiosity wrapped carefully beneath respect.She hated it.The moment Selene vanished after delivering her warning, the atmosphere inside the fortress shifted into something painfully familiar. People stopped seeing only Freya.Now they saw possibility.Power.Something larger than human.God.It reminded her too much of heaven.Freya stood alone near the eastern corridor hours later staring through frost covered windows while distant thunder echoed across the mountains. Her reflecti

Snow fell endlessly across the fortress the following morning.The mountains disappeared beneath white storms while icy wind screamed against stone walls hard enough to shake windows throughout the northern towers. Wolves moved quickly through the halls preparing for battle now without pretending otherwise.War was no longer possibility.It was coming.Freya stood inside the armory watching soldiers sharpen weapons beneath torchlight while unease crawled restlessly beneath her skin. The entire fortress carried the heavy silence that arrived before bloodshed. Even conversations sounded quieter today.Everyone knew heaven would return soon.And this time they would not ask politely.Freya exhaled slowly before reaching toward one of the blades resting against the table nearby. Cold metal brushed against her fingers.Immediately—Pain exploded violently through her hand.She gasped sharply stepping backward while divine light flashed beneath her skin for one terrifying second. The sword

The mountains trembled beneath Freya’s power.Moonlight spread across the battlefield in violent waves while snowstorms twisted unnaturally around the fortress walls. Celestial soldiers staggered backward shielding their eyes from the force erupting through the valley.Freya stood frozen at the center of it all.Breathing hard.Heart racing.God.The power felt alive.Not borrowed.Not foreign.Part of her.Silver light flickered beneath her skin while ancient energy pulsed violently through every vein. The air itself seemed to bend toward her instinctively.And for one terrifying moment, she understood why heaven feared her.Because this was not controlled divine power.It was emotion.Love.Grief.Rage carried across lifetimes.Eros reached her first.His hand wrapped firmly around hers grounding her before the overwhelming energy consumed the battlefield entirely.Instantly the violent light softened slightly around them.Freya looked toward him shakily.He did not appear afraid.N

Silence spread across the battlefield after Selene’s words.Not ordinary silence.The kind born when centuries of belief cracked apart all at once.Snow drifted slowly between both armies while moonlight poured across the valley in pale silver waves. Wolves stood frozen beside blood stained weapons. Celestial soldiers exchanged uncertain glances beneath the trembling heavens above.Nobody moved.Nobody breathed easily.Because the moon goddess herself had chosen a side.Selene stepped forward quietly until she stood beside Freya. Her silver robes moved softly beneath the storm winds while ancient sadness lingered within her eyes.Freya looked at her carefully.For the first time in centuries, Selene no longer resembled distant divinity.She looked tired.Like someone finally exhausted from obeying heaven at the cost of everything else.Vael’s voice cut sharply through the silence. “You betray celestial order for sentiment.”Selene turned toward him slowly. “No.” Her expression hardene

Moonlight swallowed the battlefield whole. Silver light rose from Freya’s body in endless waves while the fractured heavens trembled violently above the mountains. Snowstorms vanished completely beneath the force surrounding her. Even time itself felt slower now. Every soul across the battlefield stared at her. Not with fear anymore. With awe. Freya barely noticed. Because for the first time since remembering Lealla, the power inside her no longer felt like something trying to tear her apart. It listened. Not to destiny. To her. The broken seal pulsed painfully through the sky while darkness pressed harder against the fractures above heaven. Ancient screams echoed faintly from beyond it now. Something trapped there wanted freedom. Freya understood instinctively that if the barrier failed entirely, neither realm would survive what emerged afterward. But now she also understood another truth. The seal never demanded death. Only balance. Heaven misunderstoo