Chapter 91

VALENTINA The Lycan Kingdom wasn’t the shattered memory of ancient wars like the stories whispered in taverns and training fields. No, this place was a living weapon. An empire sharpened by centuries of dominance and cloaked in modern, yet unseen power. Structures of steel and glass ascended, sparkling like sharp, elevated points. Buildings shone with protective layers and reflective surfaces, observing the surroundings with a detached focus. Security drones gracefully navigated the airspace, resembling watchful observers with cameras, meticulously examining each vehicle, every license, and the very essence of life that came within. As our motorcade ascended the final slope, the engines emitted a low, almost unsettling hum. The obsidian-black armored SUVs, resembling mourning silk in their hue, stood in stark contrast. The entire scene, from the smallest detail to the established protocol, exuded an aura of control and strategic planning, leaving nothing to chance. Especially not my ar