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Stunned. Baffled. I looked at her again, in a momentary shock, then my eyes grew wider when she lowered her head in pain.

“Zephyrine?”

“It’s the… it’s the runes,” she fought to speak, and hurriedly I reached for her dress, pulling down the strap at the back. I hadn’t even revealed much before I saw the runes glowing, crawling up to her neck.

That sight, those runes, left me shaken more than ever. I was not the one doing it, and I wondered desperately what I could do to help. She was writhing in pain, and it hurt me to see her like this.

I pulled her into my arms at once, wrapping her tenderly, and she rested against my chest, holding me tight while I caressed her, hoping it would help, hoping it would ease her pain until it happened.

My demon side and my Lycan side, the beasts within me, they wanted her too. It felt as though some connection had formed between us, something more… more unique.

I held her hand tenderly, and all of a sudden it sparked. The runes on her hand drew down to the back of her palm and passed to mine, creating a sacred symbol that seemed to bind us.

I suddenly pulled back, stunned, worried I might be hurting her but then it began. My beasts wanted to come out, to claim her.

Panic surged through me, and I left the bedchamber for the hall to breathe, to focus, only for strength to drained out of my veins.

I felt weaker than ever. Weaker than I’ve ever been. Slowly I made it back into the bedchamber to see her sitting on the bed, as stunned as I was. And surprisingly, it began. Strength, as though her presence gave me back the power I had lost.

To be sure, I pulled back again, and each distance I put between us made me double over in pain. But the closer I moved to her, the stronger I became, the same man I was, and ever will be.

I walked fully back into the bedchamber, closing the door behind me to stand there, our eyes fixed on one another.

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She didn’t really look surprised. Instead, she looked… relieved. It was as if she had been expecting this to happen, and now that it had, nothing could be more overwhelmingly calm.

“You are my second chance mate, Lycan,” she said to me in a small voice, and I paused right there, my eyes fixed on her, wondering if she had gone mad.

“No.”

“You are. My wolf… it recognized you on the night of the wedding but you left early. Now it does too and… and I can feel some connection with you.”

I looked at her in awe, then took a step back and shook my head. It was too good to be real. My foremother would never give me such a precious gift.

“No. I am not.” I disagreed again, and she looked at me, her eyes fixed into mine before she whispered,

“You are scared?”

“No.”

“Lycan.

“My foremother will never grant me my most wanted wish. All my life has been filled with nothing sorrow and loneliness. Why would she give me you, whom I love so much?”

She couldn’t speak. She only stared at me, her eyes tender, her gaze soft, and then she said lovingly,

“As a werewolf only mates can mindlink you. I will try that now, Lycan. If you hear it then you are mine… forever.”

And right there all I wanted to do was flee, because I hoped with every part of my being that I would hear her, but the thought of what if I didn’t made me want to bolt.

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“I love you.”

She looked at me now, eyes fixed on mine, and nothing else mattered. If Zephyrine Ashmere was my mate then nothing else mattered.

I closed the distance between us in a blur, hugging her tight, pulling her close into my arms,

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scared this was a dream, a sweet dream I would soon forget.

“I love you too,” I whispered affectionately. “I love you too, Zephyrine. With all my heart. With everything I hold dear.”

She laughed into my chest and I pulled back to search her eyes, only to see happy tears forming. She laughed through them and leaned in to kiss my lips once more.

“I want pups, Lycan. Many of them. I want… I want us to get married too. I want to live forever with you. I don’t want to be apart from you anymore. I want you to make love to me. Every night I want to sleep beside you and every morning I want to wake up beside you. You mean the world to me and… and I won’t reject you. Promise me you won’t reject me too…”

Her words flowed endlessly, and at first I listened with rapt attention, my eyes living there, my soul binding to hers, falling over and over, deeper and deeper in love with her until one thing happened that shattered my heart.

I had seen my reflection in the mirror, one thing I was warned never to do, and for that, I realized earlier today that I couldn’t see the deaths of others as I always did.

Yes, I couldn’t. But now, before her, sitting right beside Zephyrine Ashmere on the happiest moment of our lives, she, whose death I had never seen before, now it flashed before me like the sharpest sword to my throat.

She will die in a fortnight, not by my sword, not by my hands, but by someone else she also holds dear.

Zephyrine Ashmere is on a dragon’s back, it spitting fire at the same armies she is bound to by blood. The Ashmeres who have come to fight against the Lycans.

She stood for me and she died. She will die by her brother’s sword.

Seeing this while she is smiling at me in joy, I realized that in some way the love she have for me will be the cause of her death.

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Joy filled my heart more than anything. I lost control, letting my emotions spill vividly for him to see just how happy I was to be his mate.

I clutched his hands, speaking quickly, telling him everything I wanted us to do together until my voice trailed off.

He… he wasn’t listening. His gaze was locked onto mine, but there was sorrow there, deep and cutting.

My laughter faded just as suddenly as it had started. My heart raced now with fear and

concern.

“You… you’re not happy?”

That brought him back. He blinked, lowered his gaze, and gently pulled away as though to hold himself together. I reached for him, cupping his cheek, forcing him to look at me, dread pooling in my chest.

“Lycannar, are you not happy we are mates?”

He didn’t meet my eyes. He only nodded.

“You know how much you mean to me.” His voice was quiet, fragile. Then he stood abruptly. “I’ll go check on my sisters.”

And he left.

Cold crept over me where I sat, stunned, my heart thudding painfully. I was still reeling when he returned to the doorway.

“Come with me.”

I didn’t answer. Instead, I dabbed at the tears in my eyes and turned away from him, angry.

He sighed softly, but there was a sound after that. It raw, pained. I turned back, startled, and saw him leaning against the wall, his face etched with suffering.

“Lycannar!” I rushed to his side in alarm, but he only pulled me into his arms. His voice was

hoarse.

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“My gods… I feel weak when you’re far from me. So weak, Zephyrine.”

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I froze. Slowly, I pulled back to study him, disbelief clouding me. But the truth was in his eyes.

Still, I stepped away, creating distance. That was when I saw it. The more space I put between us, the paler he became, the harder he struggled to breathe.

Realization struck like a blade. My chest tightened.

“What is happening? Mate bond isn’t supposed to be like this.”

I went back to him at once, hugging him, steadying him. After a moment I pulled him toward the bed, making him sit. I sat beside him and whispered, my heart trembling.

“Are you not happy we’re mated, Lycannar?”

He shook his head gently, then tucked a strand of hair behind my ear with infinite tenderness.

“I am… more than excited about our bond.”

Relief filled me, a trembling smile tugging at my lips.

“So… we can make pups, can’t we?”

“And get married,” he added firmly, voice suddenly serious. “Let’s get married, Zephyrine. Now. Tomorrow. Soonest. I want you so much… and I want to keep you safe.”

His words were raw, sincere, and they made my heart swell. But beneath the joy lingered a question. Why did he love me this much? Why only me? And why had he not asked about how his weakness get to my brother’s ears… or questioned my sudden arrival?

Searching his eyes, I leaned in to kiss him. When I pulled back, I whispered with hesitation.

“Lycannar… about your Black Tower…”

“Don’t speak of it,” he cut me off quietly, lowering his gaze. “Not tonight.”

I swallowed, unease building. He didn’t want to talk, but he needed to.

“Gaxib told my brother your secret,” I said softly. “Blue’s elder brother.”

Lycannar’s face drained of color. He stared at me, silent, then bowed his head with a quiet request.

“Please… don’t let Blue know. It would only worry her. And I’d hate for her to choose between

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her brother and her King.”

“You make it sound like a terrible thing,” I frowned.

His expression shifted, darkened.

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“You too, Zephyrine. Whatever happens… choose your brother over me. Always. Your blood comes first.”

I froze. The finality in his voice pierced me. He wouldn’t meet my eyes. That was when I suddenly realized what is happening.

“Lycannar?”

As if sensing where I was going, he stood abruptly.

“I’ll check on my sisters.”

He left, but I followed, and caught him leaning against the wall for support. My breath hitched, but instead of rushing over, I walked slowly toward him. With each step closer, his strength seemed to return. By the time I stood before him, his face was steadier.

“What did you see?”

His jaw clenched. And that was my answer. My blood ran cold. He had seen my death.

“Lycannar…”

He turned to me, his gaze locking on mine. My heart pounded, dread clawing at me. “Maybe you’re right,” he murmured. “We should break…”

“I’ll kill you if you say that again,” I cut in, trembling, my voice sharp. “I’ll put a distance between us so wide you’ll die from it if you dare say those words again!”

He sighed, bowing his head, emotion tearing through him. Then his next question struck me like lightning.

“A dragon. Have you ever seen one? Owned one?”

My breath caught. No one knew. Not even Varyn. I had never told Lycannar. Yet he knew. That meant only one thing. He had seen it. In me.

“When I became Alpha, the Moon Goddess gave me a spirit guard,” I whispered. “Le Fey. My dragon.”

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He didn’t speak. Only stared at me for a long time before looking away, tired, leaning back against the wall.

“After the mirror, I wondered what it meant. Now I know. I can’t see anyone’s death anymore… only yours. My mate’s.” Fear coiled in me. “And… when is it? How does it happen?”

He didn’t answer directly. He only shook his head, his voice quiet, grave.

“Always choose your brother. Your people. Blood comes first.”

“You are a Blood, Lycan” I said fiercely.

“Zephyrine…”

“And I’ll stand with the one my heart lies with. If it’s Varyn, then him. But if it’s you, then not even you can push me away.”

His expression twisted in exhausted disbelief. He cupped my cheek, his voice breaking into a soft, tender ache.

“Why are you so stubborn?”

I blinked against tears, whispering back,

“Because I am a King’s woman. I have to stand my ground.”

And then, without another word, he pulled me into his arms and held me close.

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“You’ll have to order new dresses for me, Lycan. I need to change into a nightgown, but we have none.”

“Maybe you shouldn’t put on anything.”

I froze at his words, turning from the closet to see him seated by the table, arranging reports as though he hadn’t just dropped such a line.

My eyes swept the chamber he had brought me into. The new bedchamber was wide and luxurious. Tidy too, with the bed at the center, a small dining table with three chairs, and a writing desk where he now sat.

I smiled faintly at his calm presence.

“This chamber looks lovely,” I said softly.

“It was my father’s when he stayed here,” he replied without looking up.

“Father?”

He paused, then turned toward me briefly.

“My father. Stepfather,” he clarified.

I nodded slowly, then frowned.

“Come to think of it, I haven’t seen your brother anywhere.”

Sadness flickered in his eyes, but then a small smile curved his lips, as though a memory softened him.

“Brother Hades will be the happiest when he hears I have a mate.”

I didn’t reply. That smile, that warmth in his eyes, the love he held for his brother, it stirred something in me.

My thoughts drifted to Princess Mearez and her plea for me to make Lycannar better.

The bond between his siblings was enough to make me envious… but then I caught the way his eyes turned worshipful on me, and I knew I had nothing to envy. They were his family, but I

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I reached for one of his shirts to wear when his voice came again, quiet but commanding.

“Come under the blanket without cloth.”

“Lycan…” I began, but footsteps echoed outside. We both turned. His jaw set as though he already knew who approached.

A knock followed, soft and careful. I clutched my towel tighter before calling for the person to

enter.

The door opened, and she appeared with a food tray. Blue. Her face lit up in a grin when she

saw me.

“My lady!” she exclaimed, her voice full of delight.

I couldn’t speak at first, only watched as she carried the tray to the dining table and set it down. She bowed toward Lycannar, who ignored her entirely, stamping his reports instead.

“My lady,” Blue turned to me again, still grinning.

I opened my arms and she rushed into them. I hugged her tightly, my heart swelling. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Lycannar glance briefly at us before turning back to his task.

“My lady,” Blue said with a laugh when she pulled back. “When I heard from Princess Mearez that you were here, I could hardly believe it! People say the gates opened tonight for an Alpha. I should have known it could only be you, bold enough to come here.”

I smiled and embraced her again.

“I missed you so much, Blue.” I pulled back, searching her face. “How have you been?”

She smiled gently, then lowered her voice so Lycannar wouldn’t hear.

“I love it here, but I want to be with you more. I want to serve my Queen.”

“Maybe you will soon.”

She paused, studying me.

“My lady…”

“I’ll be coming here often. You can serve me here. I’ll need help when I get pregnant.”

Her eyes widened. She glanced down at my belly and back up to my face.

“My lady, are you…”

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“Not yet.” I giggled, then turned back to the closet, annoyed at the lack of nightclothes. “I guess I’ll have to sleep naked tonight.”

“Oh, a nightdress? Should I fetch one for you?”

“Don’t bother, dear. My man doesn’t want me to wear anything anyway.” I pulled the towel away. Blue quickly caught it, folding it and putting it aside while I climbed into bed.

She tucked the blanket over me with care.

“Won’t you eat your dinner, my lady?”

“No, I’m fine.”

“Alright.” She adjusted the covers and smiled down at me. “When will

you leave?”

I hesitated. Lycannar’s safety depended on my presence. Until we find the witch he spoke of at the next full moon I need to stay close to him.

“I don’t know yet.”

“Alright. Goodnight, my lady.” She smiled warmly. She bowed again toward Lycannar, but he ignored her as always. Then she slipped out, closing the door behind her.

Silence settled after her departure. Lycannar remained focused on his reports, stamping some, setting others aside. I lay quietly, my attention drawn entirely to him.

Then he stilled. His frown deepened as he studied one particular scroll.

“What the…” He read it again, then passed it to me. “What is this?”

Puzzled, I sat up and read. My eyes widened. The last supplies meant to last the kingdom for months had been sold off to nobles and the wealthy, leaving barely a week’s worth for the

commoners.

I looked at him in shock.

“Food supplies? Lycan Kingdom is lacking food?”

“I’m more concerned that most of it was sold to nobles while the poor are left with nothing. And the report says the King suggested it.”

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“Did you?” I asked. His look told me everything. He hadn’t. I bit my lip. “Then it must be your elders. Still, without your stamp on it, the suggestion won’t be carried out.”

“No,” he said grimly. “It was already issued and carried out before it reached me.”

He took the report back and placed it with the others. Then he returned the royal seal. removed his boots, and walked to the dining table.

He stared at the untouched food for a long moment before drinking only water. Then he turned to me and signaled for me to cover myself better. I obeyed quietly.

“Chantel,” he called.

The door opened instantly, and his bodyguard stepped in.

“Eat the dinner,” Lycannar ordered.

Chantel froze, hesitating. His eyes flicked to the food, then back to Lycannar.

“You’ve worked hard. Don’t starve,” Lycannar said, firm now.

Chantel reluctantly approached the table and sat, beginning to eat. Watching him, I couldn’t shake the odd feeling that clung to the air. He was handsome, loyal, alert, but somehow I have the feelings he didn’t quite belong here. Content originally comes from FιndNovel.net

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Lycannar climbed into the bed, slipping under the blanket beside me. He leaned back against the pillow and pulled me into his arms.

I let out a soft sigh, sinking against him, my eyelids fluttering closed as his palm caressed my waist, sliding lower to rub gently against my bare buttocks before moving up to stroke my back.

He kissed my hair and exhaled, resting his head against the headboard.

For a while, silence lingered between us, and I savored the warmth of his embrace.

At last, I slowly looked up, only to see his gaze fixed on Chantel, where he sat quietly finishing his meal.

I turned too, curious. Chantel ate fast, but there was something unexpectedly gentle in the way he did, something almost cute, and it made me smile.

“Chantel?” Lycannar’s sudden call broke the silence, startling me. Chantel paused, lifting his head at once. “How is my sister, Serena?”

I stilled immediately. I had heard Chantel speak before, but now I found myself eager to listen more closely.

“Princess Mearez healed her. She is fine. Resting in her chamber,” he replied.

At those words, I felt the chill spread through Lycannar’s palm on me, though his voice stayed firm and commanding.

“Whenever I am passed out, whenever I fall, I want you to protect them.”

Chantel nodded, but Lycannar’s tone grew sharper, explicit.

“With everything you have. If I am down or out, you stay with them. You protect them.”

Again Chantel nodded. He finished his meal, cleared the table, and walked out in silence.

The door closed behind him, and I swallowed hard. He seemed… strange. Out of place. Just like Lycannar had, when I first met him.

“Lycan,” I whispered, curling closer, swinging one leg over his.

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“What’s going on in your kingdom about the food supplies?” I asked quietly. But he stayed mute. I sat up, frowning at him. “You won’t speak?”

“I’ll fix it when I regain my strength,” he murmured at last, shrugging. “These days, my uncle is pressing too far. I won’t hesitate to kill him. I just… I just need to hold out until the next full

moon.”

“You think he did it?”

“Carry out a report without the royal seal? Yes. It reeks of him.” His voice hardened. “He’s fought me all these years. It’s wearing on me.” He shrugged again before turning to me. “But don’t worry. I’ll fix it.”

“I am worried.” My gaze fell, swallowing down the weight in my chest. “I’m worried about what the people of yours will think of me, knowing I am one of the ones who brought this upon them.”

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to sleep. No more guilt. No more lamenting,” he said firmly.

“But Lycan…” I tried, but he hushed me, his hand cupping my cheek with reverence.

“I don’t want to speak of your brother and what he did.” His voice was low, final. “I respect you, Zephyrine, as much as I love you. Now that we are mated, it deepens everything. Let’s not start tearing at it.”

The finality in his tone silenced me. I swallowed and leaned back into his arms as he relaxed against the bed, pulling me close so I could rest my head on his shoulder.

Still, silence left me restless. He may not want to speak of it, but I could feel it in him that he was furious, and Varyn had truly drawn blood, crashing his tower.

Sleep refused to come. I shifted in his arms, turning my back to him, trying to rest. But peace wouldn’t find me. I turned again, only to see him staring at me.

I faltered, fumbling for words.

“I… I just…” But my voice trailed when I noticed his eyes.

That look, soft, adoring, worshiping every inch of me. His gaze drifted down to my bare arm, and he gently took my hand from beneath the blanket, tracing the runes that bound us.

“That’s the true mark of my beasts on you,” he whispered. “On our wedding night, I will mark you myself. Give you my

bite, so you’ll carry my scent forever.”

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“How do kings hold weddings? In the wolf way, we stand before the sacred ground and take vows. If they are mates, they mark cach other the first night.”

“It won’t be our first night together,” he murmured, fingers grazing my arm. “But it will be the first as man and wife. You are already my mate. In some ways, you are already my wife. For us Lycans, vows make it official.”

I searched his eyes. Pillow talk of weddings turns out to be more thrilling, more comforting than I expected.

“When do you think is best for us to marry? I mean… it’s…”

“It’s yours to decide,” he said softly, eyes tender. “If it were mine, I’d say tomorrow. But there are protocols. My mother wears the crown of queen. To make you queen, she must hand it over with a ritual.”

“Mother? You mean… your father’s wife? Your stepmother?”

“Yes,” he whispered. I studied him, questions rising, but before I could ask, he explained. “She was good to me. Harsh at times, but good. She left when my father brought in my mother. It’s been fifteen years since I last saw her.”

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my mother “She and my father… never had a bond. It was duty for the kingdom. She left when came, leaving behind her two daughters. My sisters.” He shrugged. “The Blood family is complicated. Rules bind us. I can’t wed you unless I have my father’s, my stepfather’s, blessing. He is strict. But when he learns you’re my mate, he’ll bless us.”

“Does he… know about me?” I asked.

Instead of answering, he smiled, leaned in, and kissed me softly.

“Don’t underestimate yourself. You are the war commander who drove demons back. Everyone knows the rogue who is a female Alpha.”

I smiled at that. He kissed me again, and the kiss deepened, growing serious. I cupped his cheeks, straddling him as he gently pulled me closer.

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Soft, tender kisses continued, his hands holding my waist, me straddling him, savoring every moment, every brush of his lips.

Slowly, I pulled back, blinking as I stared into his eyes, those pale golden eyes shining brilliant, filled with love and warmth.

“Lycan.”

“I want you,” he whispered, cutting me off before I could finish. He leaned in again, lips seeking mine, but at the last second I turned my head, sighing shakily.

Silence stretched between us. I made to pull away, but his grip on my waist tightened, firm, unyielding.

My chest clenched at the way he held me, at the way he looked at me like I belonged nowhere else.

“We might make a pup, Lycan,” I whispered, breath trembling. His gaze locked on mine, like he couldn’t quite understand.

“I thought we loved each other. You’re not ready for pups?”

“No, it’s just…” My words trailed as his stare burned into me, tender yet overwhelming, rendering me breathless. My resolve shattered, and I leaned down, capturing his lips once more. That was all it took before we lost ourselves.

He was already hard beneath me, and I ground myself against him, shuddering at his touch as his palms roamed everywhere, claiming me.

In a smooth motion he rolled me under him, his body covering mine, kissing me deeper until he slipped down, spreading my thighs, his mouth lowering.

When his tongue touched me, I shivered violently. Heat crawled under my skin, and I realized just how much I’d missed him.

“Lycan…” I breathed shakily, but he didn’t answer with words, only his tongue, circling, finding my clit, pulling gasps from me as I gripped the sheets for anchor.

After long moments, he kissed his way back up, stealing my lips again before pulling away to strip off his trousers.

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I barely had time to catch my breath before he was back, climbing over me, and I straddled him again, my hands tugging him down for another kiss. His palm slid lovingly over my back, steady, reverent.

Breaking the kiss, I lowered myself, my fingers circling his thick dick. I bent down, lips parting as I took him into my mouth, sucking, stroking, slickening him with my saliva. His groan rumbled deep in his chest, vibrating through me.

When we could wait no longer, I climbed back up, straddling him. His lips brushed mine as he positioned himself, and with a soft urging, I lowered onto him.

“Lycan..

“Gentle,” he murmured, sealing my gasp with a kiss as he filled me.

I paused, letting the flood of emotions wash over me. Weeks, months of yearning and distance, now bound again in the way the moon goddess intended. Not by the crude outlet of before, but truly sacredly.

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I held onto him as he gripped my waist, thrusting slow, deep, steady.

My hips moved with his, our gazes locked, our rhythm building, faster, harder, until a cry ripped from my throat. He held me tight, clutching me as release trembled through me, his face buried against my neck.

I clung to him too, shaking, realizing what we shared was beyond either of our control. For a long moment we just held each other, catching breath, hearts pounding together.

Then his mouth found my breast, lips closing over my nipple, and I arched, heat sparking again.

I moved my hips once more, twisting to feel him deeper, and his hand cupped my breast, squeezing gently, worshipping. Chapters first released on FindN0vel.net

He kissed me as he began thrusting harder again, relentless, our pace wild and frenzied until his groan ripped free, his body shuddering as he released inside me.

Only then did his pace slow, gradually, gently, until he stilled. His eyes flickered open, finding mine, raw and unguarded. So much emotion swam there, it almost broke me.

He collapsed against me, kissing my lips again, soft, almost grateful, before rolling to my side. Silence blanketed us.

Then he reached for my hand, his runes glowing faintly as he looked at me like I was

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something priceless. He kissed the back of my hand before pulling me against him, my head tucked in the crook of his arm.

“I love you, Zephyrine,” he whispered, voice ragged, trembling. “More than you can ever fathom. gods, how much I love you. How much…”

His confession, raw and unshaken, stole my breath. I couldn’t answer. My heart was too heavy, too uncertain of what the future held for us, for a bond the world refused to accept.

I leaned into him instead, treasuring the safety of his arms and the sacred aftermath of what we had just shared.

The Moon Goddess had said she would give me a second–chance mate, one I must learn to forgive and accept before I could bear his children.

Was this what she meant? The sin of Lycannar killing my father, was that what I had forgiven? Or… was there another secret still waiting to be revealed?