Nine Hot Therians and Their Only One Queen novel Chapter 443

**When She Opened the Door to the Life She Was Afraid to Live by Nora Vale Kingsley**

**Chapter 443: The Summons to Aurelia**

“Go! Immediately inform Emma. She must bring the Rank 11 therian here without delay!”

Amara’s voice resonated with urgency, echoing through the vast halls of the palace. Her heart raced, each beat echoing her growing anxiety. Lucien had made a monumental mistake in rejecting his role as a primary mate, and now, the consequences of his defiance loomed over them like a dark cloud. At this moment, all that mattered was his survival.

The guardsmen, loyal yet visibly shaken, exchanged glances filled with uncertainty. “Your Majesty, His Highness stated—”

“I am issuing a command!” Amara’s voice cut through the air, sharp and commanding, like a sword drawn in battle. She exuded an authority that brooked no dissent, her resolve unshaken despite the turmoil swirling within her. “Go. Notify Emma at once.”

Her thoughts raced as she envisioned Lucien lying vulnerable, his life hanging by a thread. He could not perish; the only one with the power to save him, the only Rank 11 therian capable of pulling him back from the brink, was Emma.

Amara’s mate, a man of quiet strength, cast a worried glance toward the bed where Lucien lay, his body frail and still. “Your Majesty,” he spoke softly, concern etching lines on his forehead, “Emma is still hurt by Lucien’s refusal to accept his role. Do you truly believe she will come?”

No female would tolerate a male who disobeyed her, and Lucien had certainly crossed a line that could not be easily overlooked.

“She will come,” Amara asserted, her voice steady despite the storm of worry raging inside her. She had unwavering faith in Emma’s character. Even if Lucien had erred, Emma was not the kind of person to abandon someone in dire need.

Meanwhile, at her manor, Emma sat in the living room, her mind a tumultuous sea of thoughts as she aimlessly scrolled through her lightcore. Remy, her loyal companion, played at her feet, but she hardly registered his presence.

Silas, her friend, observed her with a blend of concern and amusement. “Emy,” he said, breaking the silence, “if you’re worried about Lucien, I can send someone to check on him.”

“I’m not worried about him,” she retorted, her voice clipped and defensive, yet the tremor in her words betrayed the turmoil beneath the surface.

Since their return from the Pantheon Battlefield, Marcus had settled back into the manor, and Silas had confirmed that Calum was now overseeing Malrik’s training. But Lucien? He had vanished, leaving no trace—no messages, no calls, nothing.

She had sent him countless messages, each one more desperate than the last, yet he remained silent. Even when she inquired about him from Aria, she learned that Aria was off visiting another planet and hadn’t seen Lucien since leaving Aurelia.

“Yes, you’re not worried. I am,” Silas replied, his tone calm but insistent. “I’ll send someone to Aurelia to check on him.”

He could see the stubbornness etched on her face, but he chose not to confront it further.

“Make it quick,” she snapped, her impatience bubbling to the surface. “I just want to know he’s all right.”

Despite her bravado, the silence from Lucien gnawed at her insides, an insatiable beast that wouldn’t let her rest. The mark on her chest—the beast mark—remained quiet, suggesting he was not in immediate danger.

He’s probably just angry, right? That’s why he’s ignoring me.

Silas nodded, reaching for his lightcore, but before he could activate it, the guard captain burst into the room, his face a mask of panic. “Ms. Emma Tibarn! Prince Lucien is in trouble!”

He dropped to his knees before her, his voice trembling with urgency. “Please, Ms. Tibarn—save him!”

Thud!

“What about the Beast God’s fruit?” she demanded, her tone sharp with desperation. “Would that work?”

She had packed every last piece of the precious fruit she possessed before leaving, a glimmer of hope igniting within her heart.

Before long, the warship reached Aurelia, and Emma disembarked, her feet moving swiftly toward Lucien’s quarters, with Silas and Marcus close behind her.

At that very moment, Amara stepped out of the palace chamber. The sight of Emma arriving—with not one but two Rank 11 therians at her side—washed over her like a wave of relief. She had been right to trust her instincts.

“Emma,” Amara said, forcing her trembling voice to steady, a mixture of gratitude and urgency coloring her words. “You came.”

**Conclusion**

In the heart of Aurelia, the air crackled with tension as Emma stepped into the palace, her resolve solidified by the urgency of Lucien’s plight. The moment she laid eyes on Amara, the weight of her previous anger began to dissipate, replaced by a fierce determination to save the man who had unknowingly captured her heart. Despite the turmoil of their recent estrangement, Emma’s instinct to protect him surged forth, a testament to the bond they shared that transcended misunderstandings and pride. As she moved closer to Lucien’s chamber, her mind raced with the possibilities of what could have gone wrong and the remedies she could offer. The fear of loss ignited a flame within her, illuminating the path she had been too afraid to tread before—one where vulnerability and love intertwined.

Amara’s acknowledgment of Emma’s arrival was a pivotal moment, bridging the gap between their shared concerns for Lucien and the tangled emotions that had previously driven them apart. Emma’s heart swelled with a mix of hope and dread as she prepared to face whatever awaited her inside that chamber. The gravity of her decision to come, fueled by love and loyalty, marked a turning point not just for Lucien, but for herself as well. She was ready to embrace the life she had been hesitant to live, one where she could confront her feelings openly and without fear. As the door to Lucien’s chamber loomed before her, Emma took a deep breath, steeling herself for the battle ahead, knowing that this moment would ultimately define not only their futures but also the strength she had discovered within herself.

**What to Expect in Next Chapter?**

As the tension mounts in Aurelia, readers can expect the stakes to rise even higher in the next chapter. Emma’s arrival at the palace is just the beginning of a whirlwind of emotions and revelations. With Lucien’s life hanging in the balance, the dynamics between Emma, Amara, and the Rank 11 therians will be put to the test. Will Emma’s determination to save Lucien spark a rekindling of their complicated relationship, or will old wounds and resentments surface just when they are needed the most? The clock is ticking, and the urgency of the situation will force all characters to confront their deepest fears and desires.

Moreover, the chapter promises to delve deeper into the mysterious illness plaguing Lucien. As Emma and her companions race against time to find a solution, the secrets surrounding the Beast God’s fruit will be explored, revealing its true potential and risks. Will Emma’s hope be enough to overcome the darkness threatening Lucien? And what hidden truths will emerge as they navigate the treacherous waters of royal politics and personal loyalties? With every turn, the narrative will keep readers on the edge of their seats, eager to discover how love, duty, and sacrifice intertwine in this gripping tale of resilience and redemption.