History's Strongest Senior Brother - Chapter 1772: Losing the Gamble

At twenty‑nine, she was the youngest CEO in the tech industry—NetVault Security had gone from small startup to Fortune 500 in just six years. The media called her a prodigy. Her board called her unstoppable.Her therapist called her alexithymic.Unable to understand or describe her own emotions.The elevator chimed. Elara didn’t look up. Only one person had after‑hours access.“You’re late,” she said. “The investor meeting is in twelve hours. Did you review the—”“I’m not here about the meeting.”…“Ugh.”Elara lost her life that day at the hands of her mentor and adoptive father. By the next morning, the same people who once called her a genius and praised her to the sky were calling her a coward who killed herself to escape scandal.Then Elara woke up.Not in her office. Not in a hospital.In a different world. In a different body.She was now Elara, the Fourth Princess of this so‑called great kingdom—only to find that this princess was an utter pushover, completely useless in everyone’s eyes. No one feared her. No one respected her. Even her own palace was full of other people’s spies.How is Elara supposed to survive this palace battle, when seven princesses fight in the shadows and she’s known as the weakest one? And can she ever escape this place… or will she decide to win instead?……“Your Highness, please… ugh…”The leash of light around Mahir’s neck—the head of the knights—tightened with a soft pull. His face flushed red, and not from pain.“Princess, here.” Ken, the strongest beast knight, knelt closer and held out a small pill between his fingers, guiding it gently to Elara’s lips.“Swallow it,” he said quietly. “You used too much power today.”On the floor below the bed, three beastmen knelt in a row, broad shoulders tense, ears twitching, their eyes fixed on her with dazed focus. Thin, glowing leashes of magic ran from their collars to the bands at Elara’s wrists.“Please…” Ken’s voice dropped, rough and a little hoarse. “Put your foot here.” He touched his gloved hand to his chest. “On me.”Elara sighed, half annoyed, half amused, and rested her foot lightly on his armored chest. All three of them drew in a sharp breath at the same time, faces turning even redder as the magic between them flared.Their eyes—gold, amber, and deep brown—looked up at her with the same lost, devoted gaze.

A life filled with regrets.Once he realized his faults and decided to lead a new life, it was too late.His family was already gone.He had borne through each day with pure rage.Finally at the end of his misery, his wish reached the heavens—an unforgiven one.He goes against fate to raise his sword.

Lacy was raised at a governmental school since the age of 9, now that she's 18, she is to be mated to an Alpha. The thing is, she already loves an Alpha, one whom she met on an online gaming platform.

MATURE CONTENT: BDSM, NO RAPEBambi Scout, a mistreated Omega, has one goal: escape her pack and become a rogue. Her plans shatter when she is unexpectedly chosen as the Alpha’s breeding mate—a position every she-wolf covets and one she never wanted.Thrust into a world of glittering envy and vicious hatred, Bambi must now face the pack's most powerful and dangerous figures, including the ambitious Luna Odessa. But the most terrifying figure of all is the ruthless Alpha Dawn himself, a wolf of ice and calculated command whose cold demeanor cracks the first night he takes her to his bed.What begins as a duty for him ignites into a dark, all-consuming obsession.---“Can you just leave me, please? I do not wish to get into trouble with the Luna again.”“But, I want you and I fucking need you. How many times do I have to say it to make it stick?”“I don't care! Just go! Leave! Please, Alpha.”“I like that,” He cupped my jaw. “Sounds like something I want to hear when I'm deep inside you.”I let out an angry, frustrated sigh.“So, why do you keep depriving us of this?” he continued, “Why can't you give us this?”“But, why are you doing this, Alpha? Can't you leave when I say so?”“No!” He shot back. “I hate the idea of anyone else having you. I despise the idea of any man having a taste of you. If I don't have you, no one else can. And if any man dares to try me, I'll paint the town red. Come to me or I'll make your life miserable.”