Burn in the Alpha Princess's Wrath novel Chapter 192

Chapter 192 The Forsaken Bloodline

Carris’s POV

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I stared at the female Alpha before me. Even battered, filthy, and trapped in the depths of hell, she still radiated the kind of pride that made it hard to meet her

gaze head–on.

My name is Carris. A name long since erased from the Crimson Moon Pack’s family tree.

My grandfather was the younger brother of the previous Crimson Moon Alpha. But when he lost the power struggle, he was exiled to the edges of the continent.

Our branch still carries Crimson Moon blood, but we’ve long been stripped of its honor.

I became an “explorer“—or more accurately, a lone wolf searching for ancient ruins and forgotten power in the wildest corners of the world.

Three months ago, I followed whispers of ancient legend and came to this place–the Lost Sea, sealed away by powerful magical barriers–and stumbled upon this beastkin territory that doesn’t even appear on maps.

Disguised as a shaman, I infiltrated their ranks, hoping to investigate the power behind their primitive totems.

I never expected to find her here.

Princess of the Rogue Pack–Leslie Rogue Pack.

The former wife of Kirby, who is, in name at least, my cousin.

She’d been all over the news recently–front pages, headlines everywhere.

Hard to not recognize her.

I knew then and there: she was my only shot at getting out of this place.

“Take off the mask,” she ordered. Her voice was cold, but laced with that undeniable authority only an Alpha could command.

I hesitated for a moment, then slowly removed the bone mask from my face.

I saw the flicker of surprise in her striking gray eyes.

“My name is Carris,” I told her. “My mother was from the Crimson Moon Pack–a side branch. As for Kirby… yeah, he’s technically my cousin.”

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Chapter 192 The Forsaken Bloodline

Leslie’s POV

Crimson Moon Pack.

The name hit me like a hammer.

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“A Crimson Moon!” Asphodel roared in my mind, his voice thick with fury and disgust. “Fate is a cruel jester! We escaped one prison only to find ourselves trapped again—this time in a cage bearing the name we despise most!”

Carris clearly sensed the shift in my pheromones. He let out a bitter laugh.

“Seems like Leslie has… strong feelings about my surname.”

I gave a cold snort, offering no reply.

He continued. “This place we’re in is known as the Domain of the Exiled. After the First Ancient War, it became the dumping ground for defeated beastkin. The entire sea around it is sealed with an immense magical barrier. Any attempt at outside detection is distorted or blocked. Which means–your people won’t find you.”

The words hit me like ice water.

The fragile ember of hope I’d held onto… was gone.

I was truly trapped here.

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