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The Forgotten Alpha Chapter 139
-Abel-(The last son of the ducal house hold)---As the chaos swirled around me in the now tumultuous arena, I couldn't help but feel a mixture of relief and trepidation. I knew deep down that I had nothing to do with the Baron's poisoning, yet the weight of the situation hung heavily on my shoulders. The truth was undeniable: the attack had been intended for my sister, Hazel. It was a sinister plot that had left our world teetering on the brink of upheaval.I took a step back, deliberately keeping myself out of Hazel's sight. In the wake of her awakening as the Lunari, she radiated an ethereal, goddess-like aura. It was awe-inspiring, yes, but it also left me feeling strangely out of place. How was I supposed to relate to her now, when she had ascended to such a celestial status? The familiar dynamics of our sibling relationship felt suddenly inadequate in the face of her newfound power.Despite my reservations, the yearning to see and speak with my sister was undeniable. The bond th
The Forgotten Alpha Chapter 140
-Abel-(the last son of the ducal household)The arena, a tempest of frenetic energy, reverberated with a cacophony that seemed to stretch into eternity, a swirling maelstrom of motion and sound that enshrouded us in its chaotic embrace. Amidst this tumultuous symphony, I found myself ensnared in a suspended moment, a sanctuary of stillness within the roaring storm, a breathless pause in the relentless march of time. It was as though the universe had conspired to grant me this brief respite, a stolen pocket of tranquility amidst the relentless torrent.In these rare interludes, when the world seemed to hold its breath, the mantle of guild mastery, with all its veiled authority and weighty responsibility, felt like a distant relic, a sepia-toned memory from a bygone era. The echoes of whispered secrets and covert missions, the threads of influence woven through the kingdom's tapestry, all faded to mere whispers in the face of this overwhelming spectacle.Yet, as my gaze fell upon my eld
The Forgotten Alpha Chapter 141
The alpha king of the kingdom“It has been confirms your grace, there is indeed a male who has green eyes and black hair and indeed your majesty, he does have the mark of the alpha kings that have ruled the kingdom generation after generation. It seems that the decisions from the last has finally shown itself again your majesty” my butler said as I stared out of the window in my chambers.I do not have the will or the energy to respond to him as I know that every thing that he has spoken is the truth. The child that I and my mate bore still lives and I feel my heart beating for the very first time. But if I were to be very honest with myself, for the first time since I made that mistake, I felt like I was truly alive. Even if it costs me my life as a were wolf, I would do all that I can to give him his rightful place and correct the mistake of the past.As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the land, the gravity of my butler's words settled into the very ma
The Forgotten Alpha Chapter 142
-Back at the Penin village-In the wake of the Baron's untimely demise, a shroud of solemnity enveloped the village. The dust had settled, but the air still hung heavy with the weight of their loss. The once-thriving estate now echoed with the emptiness of absence.As news of the Baron's passing spread, his elder brother wasted no time. Swiftly, he arrived at the estate, bearing an air of entitlement and determination. He asserted his claim to the title and the inheritance that came with it. It was a move met with both trepidation and defiance by the vassals who had grown accustomed to the late Baron's benevolent rule.Yet, within the confines of the kingdom's statutes, the older brother's demand held a legal standing. With the Baron leaving behind no heir of his own, the law supported this petition for succession. The vassals found themselves at a crossroads, torn between their loyalty to the late Baron's memory and the binding words of the kingdom's laws.Their dilemma deepened with
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-the estate of Baron Penin-The older brother of the Baron, a figure consumed by a potent mixture of determination and desperation, finds himself on the precipice of a battle that carries the weight of familial legacy and ancestral honor. It is a struggle forged in the crucible of betrayal, for his once-beloved sibling squandered the abundant riches and estates bestowed upon him by their forefather. What remains is a mere specter of the man who once strode the halls of opulence, now reduced to a name, a title, and the grim reality of scraping for morsels of sustenance. The resurgence of an opportunity, a glimmering chance to reclaim fragments of the opulent past, beckons forth a resolve that courses through his veins, an unwavering determination to seize back the glory that once defined their noble werewolf lineage.He harbored a misplaced confidence, underestimating the resilience and strength that coursed through the veins of the Lunari. In his hubris, he envisioned her as a mere fo
The Forgotten Alpha Chapter 144
-the estate of Baron Penin-In that pivotal moment, when those potent words escaped her lips, the very fabric of the atmosphere seemed to ripple in response. The air, once tempered, now carried an icy edge, a stark contrast to the fiery loyalty that surged within the hearts of those who stood witness. It was as if an unspoken covenant had woven its threads through their souls, binding them in unwavering allegiance to the Lunari cause, compelling them to enact her every decree.The hooded figures, shrouded in mystery, moved with an eerie precision. They orchestrated the Baron's elder brother to kneel, an act of submission, his head inclined in humble obeisance before their leader. Behind her, Bleu loomed, an indomitable presence, his unwavering stance a testament to his dedication. He was more than a mere sentinel; he was a guardian, ensuring that the path she chose was one she would walk without hindrance, regardless of the toll it may exact.Yet, beneath this veneer of resolute deter
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-The royal palace in the royal capital-In the heart of the regal citadel, where once the splendor of the Lunari dynasty radiated, now resided a somber stillness that seemed to permeate every stone and corridor. The air, once filled with the harmonious symphony of diligent servants, now hung heavy with an icy chill, bearing witness to the stark transformation that had befallen the palace. It stood as a solemn sentinel, a shadow of its former self, as if the very essence of its majesty had been drained, leaving behind a hollow echo.Gone were the days of unabashed pride and the regal dignity that had been synonymous with the palace's walls. The tapestries that once adorned the grand halls, illustrating the illustrious history of the Lunari lineage, now seemed to droop mournfully, their vibrant colors faded and their threads whispering tales of antiquity. The once-lustrous marble floors, painstakingly polished to a gleaming finish, now bore the marks of neglect, their surface marred by
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-The royal palace in the royal capital-(The alpha king)As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the grandeur of the royal palace, the weight of the situation hung heavily in the air. The news of Lunari's audacious act had rippled through the kingdom like wildfire, igniting tensions that had long smoldered beneath the surface. In the opulent chambers, adorned with tapestries that bore the stories of generations past, I stood, my gaze fixed upon the butler, his countenance etched with a solemnity that mirrored the gravity of the circumstances. His eyes, pools of unwavering loyalty, met mine, conveying a silent understanding that silence, in this moment, was not the answer. The tale unfurled before us like a dark tapestry woven with threads of betrayal and ambition. The Lunari, once a faction bound by honor and tradition, had chosen the path of conflict, their declaration of war echoing through the halls of power. The severed head of a noble, a sinister messag
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