Ch. 331..335: The Rogue is a Female Alpha chapter 331-335
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I wriggled in Lycannar’s arms that early morning and slowly fluttered my eyelids open when discomfort stirred me awake.
I stayed there for a heart–stopping moment, his warmth wrapping around me, before I carefully slipped from his embrace.
As I rose from the bed, I tried to move quietly, but in my haste, I nearly bumped into the door.
Lycannar stirred, his eyes blinking open, catching sight of me. I gave him a small smile and whispered a soft good morning before rushing out of the bedchamber, straight to the bath chamber, where I fell to my knees and threw up.
I’d heard of pregnancy and morning sickness before, but I had never experienced it until now.
My body trembled as I rinsed my mouth and tried to steady my breath. That was when I felt it. The heavy, commanding presence at the doorway.
My body went still, my heart stalling in my chest. Slowly, I turned.
Lycannar stood there.
He must have seen everything… and yet, how did I not hear him approach? His silence unsettled me.
I tried to stand, brushing off the dizziness, but his sharp gaze caught every flicker of weakness. Confusion and concern shadowed his eyes before he quietly reached out to summon his sister through their mind link.
Panic surged in me. I grabbed a towel, fumbling for composure, but before I could speak, Princess Mearez arrived.
She stopped at the door, her expression shifting as understanding dawned on her face.
Without a word, she approached, placed her hand gently on my temple, then exhaled softly.
“Lycan, I’ll take care of her. Don’t worry.”
Lycannar hesitated, his gaze lingering on me for a few silent seconds, before he finally turned and walked back into the bedchamber. Follow current novᴇls on Find_Novel(.)net
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“My parks, are you alright?”
Before I could answer, another wave of nausea hit me, and I bent over to retch again. She was quick to hold my hair back, guiding me to wash my face afterward before sitting me down on » nearby bench.
“Zephyrine.” she said gently, “at this point, you need to tell him. He’s going to be your hushand”
Her words struck deep. I sighed, realizing she was right. I had hidden it to earn his agreement for the war but the war I feared no longer existed.
“Maybe I should,” I murmured quietly. “My brother is letting go of the war. Princess Mearez. We talked last night.”
She blinked, disbelief flickering in her eyes.
“You’re kidding.”
“I wouldn’t dare joke about lives,” I replied softly. “He promised. Today I’m going to perform the ritual to give up my title as Alpha. I’ll hand everything to Varyn. It’s his by right.”
“And..” she hesitated, just like Lycannar had the night before. “Do you trust your brother? Have you told the King?”
I nodded faintly, my heart feeling light for the first time in years.
“My love said it’s fine.” I whispered tiredly. “I think it’s the best thing to do. I don’t want to fight anymore. I just want peace, to focus on my pup, my husband, and our life together. I want to
rest.”
She studied me for a long moment, her gaze full of quiet understanding. Then, she reached out, holding my hand warmly.
“Then follow your instincts. Go hand over your seat, and come back to us. We love you, and we’ll be here for you through everything.”
A soft smile tugged at my lips. Relief washed through me.
“I’ll surprise Lycannar tonight when I return. I’ll tell him the news then. He’ll be shocked, won’t
he?”
Mearez laughed, nodding.
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“More like overwhelmed. Good thing my mother’s here, she’s always loved pups. You should have seen how little Black clung to her last night.”
We both laughed, the sound light and free. For a brief moment, life felt simple. Beautiful.
“I’ll send Blue to help you bathe,” she added. “You need someone around, especially now. Morning sickness will come and go, and your libido will spike soon.” She smirked, raising a brow. “Lycannar didn’t touch you last night, did he?”
My cheeks burned, and I lowered my gaze, shaking my head shyly.
“Well,” she chuckled, “he’ll have to make up for it soon. You’ll start craving him more than usual, but don’t worry, it’s perfectly normal.”
“Yeah,” I murmured with a small smile. “I guess so.”
She cupped my cheek, her eyes shining with pride.
“Having the great Zephyrine Ashmere in our family is the greatest honor. Rest, my Queen. I’ll call Blue.”
I smiled as she left, the room falling into peaceful silence. My heart felt lighter, free from the weight of fear. For the first time, I truly believed everything would be alright.
Then, from downstairs, I heard Luna Tahlia’s voice calling up to me.
Curious, I descended the stairs and found her standing in the dining hall, a parchment in her hand.
“You need to see this. It’s from the Wolf Fortress,” she said.
At once, my fatigue vanished. I took the scroll, unrolling it quickly. It was a formal notice from the Council, summoning her to sign the final handover documents with Young Black today.
I looked up at her with a bright smile.
“We should go together. I’ll also be handing over my Alpha seat to my
brother.”
Her eyes widened, her expression softening in awe.
“You look pale,” she murmured.
I chuckled, brushing her concern aside.
“That’s what Lycan does to me,” I said teasingly.
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She paused mid–laugh, her gaze sharpening in sudden realization. I saw it the moment she understood. Her mouth opened to celebrate, but I grabbed her wrist quickly, laughing softly.
“Not a word yet,” I whispered. “He doesn’t know. I’ll tell him tonight, after we return from the
Fortress.”
Luna Tahlia’s eyes glistened as she pulled me into a tight embrace.
“You are blessed, Alpha Zephyrine. So blessed.”
And in her arms, I almost wept. Because she was right.
With Lycannar as my husband soon, a child growing within me, a family that loved me, and a kingdom that finally accepted me, I truly was blessed.
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“Don’t you think I should go pay my respects to your mother this morning?” I asked softly.
“She’ll be praying. When you return, we’ll have dinner together,” Lycannar replied from where he sat, his gaze never leaving me.
Blue had bathed me earlier, and I’d decided to dress myself while she had set the table for breakfast.
Lycannar watched in silence, eyes fixed on me as I slipped into my dress. I struggled a bit with the zipper, and soon I heard his chair scrape softly against the floor. He stood and walked toward me.
I relaxed, thinking he only meant to help me with the zipper but I was wrong.
His palm slid into my dress, cupping my breast. A shaky sigh escaped my lips as I leaned back against him. My gods… I had forgotten how much I missed him, how much he could make me feel with just a touch.
Lycannar gave my breast a tender squeeze as his lips brushed against my neck. His fingers toyed with my nipple, and my breath hitched. My eyelids fluttered shut, warmth spreading between my thighs.
“Eat your breakfast,” his husky voice murmured against my ear. “You’ll be late.”
Just as I began to lose myself in him, he withdrew his hand, zipped up my dress, and walked back to his seat at the dining table.
I stood there for a moment, breath uneven, trying to gather myself.
Finally, I turned around and joined him, sitting across the table. His expression was calm, too calm, as he leaned back in his chair, absentmindedly turning the ring on his finger.
“You have my scent now,” he said at last, his voice low and deliberate. “I can smell it on you.”
“Because I’m your mate,” I replied softly, sighing. “Blood mixed with flowers, you’re unique.”
He studied me in silence, then smiled. My heart fluttered. That smile, so beautiful, so genuine.
I wanted it to be the first thing I saw each morning and the last thing I saw every night.
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I stared at him lovingly.
“Lycan… there’s something I need to tell you.”
He raised an eyebrow, curious.
“Yes, what is it?”
“It’s… important.”
“Go on.”
I hesitated, smiling a little brighter as I met his
gaze.
“I’ll tell you tonight, right after dinner. I promise.”
He waited a beat, then nodded.
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He watched me eat without a word, his gaze steady and unblinking. Even as I leaned back after finishing, he didn’t look away. And I loved him more deeply with every passing second.
The war was finally ending. Soon, I would be his completely. And tonight, I would tell him the good news.
That he was going to be a father.
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The carriage rolled into the Wolf Fortress, its wheels echoing softly through the quiet morning. For what felt like an eternity, I sat inside, stilling myself, making sure there was no doubt left in me.
Would I regret this once it was done? No. After everything, I was certain. I was done with wars, and I wanted peace, true peace. For original chapters go to Find~Novel.net
“The last of the warriors has gone home.” That was what people whispered as we rode through the gates, and it reassured me. For Varyn to dismiss all his soldiers, he must truly mean well.
Swallowing hard, I glanced at Luna Tahlia beside me. She had come to officially hand over leadership to the Yadevs, while I had come to relinquish mine to my brother.
I was still lost in thought when I felt it, his energy. Varyn’s.
He appeared beside the carriage, extending his hand. I took it and stepped down to meet him. He looked lively this morning, his face glowing with a rare smile.
“You came,” he said warmly.
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I nodded, smiling back. He pulled me into a hug and pressed a kiss to my hair. When he drew back, he searched my face.
“You look pale. Are you alright?”
“Morning sickness,” I murmured. “I’ll be fine. Princess Mearez said it’s completely normal.”
He nodded, squeezing my hand just as Luna Tahlia stepped down from the carriage. I turned to introduce them, but he spoke first.
“I know her,” he said gently, smiling at Luna Tahlia before looking back at me. “We met the last time I came here.”
And at his words, I remembered that dreadful day when I learned Lycannar had killed our father.
“Let’s go inside,” Varyn said, his tone soft. “The ritual is ready. It’s simple.”
I followed him, with Luna Tahlia close behind.
The inner chamber shimmered with divine energy. A priestess stood waiting before the altar, and behind her, the two remaining council members, Lord Eryndor and Lady Sylvara, watched quietly.
The priestess bowed deeply.
“Alpha Zephyrine,” she greeted, then turned to Luna Tahlia. “Luna Tahlia.” She poured two goblets of liquid from a jar and presented them. “A farewell toast. Once you drink, you forfeit your title and power as leaders. Luna Tahlia, you’ll drink in place of your young son. If either of you has doubts, speak now, and the ritual will be halted.”
I swallowed hard. Leadership could not be handed over by force, the ritual required a willing heart.
I glanced at Tahlia. She was radiant with relief. I could tell she’d been ready for this moment for a long time.
Then my gaze shifted to my brother. He smiled tenderly, but when my eyes fell to his hand, I noticed fresh bruises on his fingers.
“I’ve been picking at myself,” he said with a small laugh when he caught me staring. “The physician says it’s anxiety.”
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Concern prickled through me, but I said nothing. Instead, I lifted the goblet and drank. Luna Tahlia followed suit.
For a heartbeat, I felt the divinity rush through my veins, warm, heavy, final.
Varyn placed a steady hand at my back, guiding me as I swayed slightly.
“It makes me dizzy,” I murmured, and he brushed a strand of hair from my cheek.
“Maybe because you’re pregnant,” he said gently. “You’ll feel better after some rest. Should I take you home?”
I hesitated before answering. It was time to make it known that my home was no longer the Ash Pack.
“I’ll return to the Lycan Kingdom,” I said softly.
He studied me for a long moment. For a flicker of time, I thought I saw disappointment flash in his eyes, but then he smiled, erasing it.
“Alright,” he agreed quietly.
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“I appreciate you all for rebuilding my tower. I know this is not enough to express my gratitude, but I want you to have it. Your names, down to your lineage, will be passed to generations, for you will remain in the royals‘ favor till eternity.”
When the decree was read aloud, the men froze, their fears silenced by awe.
It was late evening hen I finally honored the builders who had raised my tower with love and dedication.
Gold bars that could buy fortunes and soon fill their homes with food were now theirs, along with a decree that their bloodlines would forever be favored by my descendants.
They deserved every bit of it.
Looking at Anahita, I caught the small smile playing at her lips. I had never seen her so happy
or content.
She had been one of the most loyal and hardworking maids, leading the younger ones, like Blue, to perform their duties with perfection. For that, she too was honored.
My uncle was absent, but Baron attended the ceremony, along with the elders who came to perform their duties.
It felt normal, considering the spectacle he and my aunt Eiryn caused last night. Still, something about his absence left me uneasy, like I was missing a vital piece of something.
I leaned back in my seat, watching the builders as they expressed their thanks again and again. Their voices grew distant, fading into the background as a strange heaviness crept over me.
It was different. Unsettling.
Last night I had felt nothing unusual, but this morning… an emptiness had woken with me. And now, it was worsening.
I nodded at Baron, who approached immediately, bowing his head.
“They can disperse now. I want to be alone.”
He obeyed, dismissing everyone. Soon the hall emptied, leaving only Baron, Chantel, and me.
“How is Aunt Eiryn?” I asked.
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“Heartbroken,” he sighed. “We’re hoping you’ll sign the divorce decree soon so they can separate.”
“Is Uncle Dareth at home?”
“He came back late last night,” Baron replied, making me raise a brow. “He left the kingdom earlier. He does that often.”
“Even before my woman ordered the gates opened?”
“Yes. The guards obey his command. I think he visits his mistress. She’s a werewolf.”
I exhaled heavily and raked my fingers through my hair. Baron was still waiting for instructions when I heard the sound of carriage wheels outside.
Curiosity stirred. I knew it was her.
I started to rise, but a strange force held me back, something dark, ominous. My demon side refused to respond, leaving me sinking back into my seat. I tried to breathe through the fog clouding my senses.
Then I heard her voice.
“Lycan?”
That voice. That one woman.
Slowly, I lifted my gaze to see her standing in the doorway.
Zephyrine.
Her
presence filled me with joy. She walked toward me, smiling softly, and lowered herself onto my lap. Her hands cupped my face before she pressed a gentle kiss to my lips.
My palm slid around her waist as I gazed at her tenderly.
“You okay?” I asked.
“Never been better,” she smiled. “The ritual was simple. Luna Tahlia and I are back.” Her eyes searched mine, too sharp, too perceptive. She saw it before I could mask it.
“Lycan?” Her tone sharpened, drawing my gaze away. But she tilted my chin, forcing me to meet her eyes. “Lycan… are you alright?”
She looked worried, and I hated that for her, not now, not when she was this happy.
“I’m fine. Don’t worry,” I murmured. “Just tired.” For more chapters visit find⸺novel.net
She sighed softly, placing a kiss on my forehead.
“Let’s get you to the tower, then. Come on.”
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1 steadied her as she rose, then stood myself. Having done all that was required today, I nodded to Baron, who bowed, and walked out with Zephyrine, our fingers intertwined.
As we turned a corner, I noticed her spirit guard still standing in the courtyard, bathed in moonlight.
“Your spirit guard is still here,” I murmured.
“Maybe it’ll take time before it vanishes,” she replied.
I nodded, continuing until we reached the dining hall. Zephyrine slowed as we climbed the stairs, her eyes bright with a secret.
“Lycan, remember I promised to tell you something important?”
“Yes,” I said, focused entirely on her. “You mentioned it this morning.”
She began to speak but her voice faded. A sharp, agonizing cry echoed in my head, prickling my skin.
A blinding flash seared my vision, and I stumbled back, gasping. I turned toward the table, struggling to breathe, trying to understand what just happened when it hit me.
“Lycan?” Zephyrine’s voice was panicked. “Lycan…”
“The portal,” I breathed, realization dawning. I rushed toward the hall that led to the vast ocean, the boundary between realms.
We burst into the open night. My chest heaved, my heart racing. Zephyrine caught up beside me, her worry etched deep.
“Lycan, what’s happening?”
“I felt it,” I said, frantic. “My demon side, he felt something. It’s connected to the Demon Realm. It’s like the portal has been…”
I didn’t finish. My words died as I saw it. The rippling sea, and a body floating lifeless in its
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Cold dread crawled down my spine. I dove in without hesitation. The body was Ilythra, the witch. She’d been stabbed, her blood staining even the ocean’s depth.
I pulled her ashore, panic rising like fire in my chest.
“I’ll get you inside. Zephyrine, call Mearez…”
But I froze when her hand clutched my wrist, weak but urgent.
“The portal…” she rasped. “It’s open now. Hurry… save them… and may the gods help you.”
Her hand fell. She was gone.
The witch who knew the deepest, darkest spells, the one who kept my demon chained was dead.
And her last words echoed in my skull.
What had happened in the Demon Realm?
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I have been shocked countless times in my life, but now never to the point where even breathing feels impossible.
I left the Wolf Fortress with a relieved heart, believing that death and war had finally ended. I was ready to tell Lycannar about his pup, to share the joy of the peaceful life I thought awaited us. But seeing this, seeing what stands before me now, I realize how wrong I was. So wrong, and so foolish to think happiness could come without a price, without sacrifice.
“Zephyrine, inform my sisters that I’m leaving for the Demon Realm. You must stay back and stay safe.” Lycannar’s voice was quiet as he closed the witch’s eyes and carefully laid her body at the riverbank.
Then, without another word, he dove into the water, moving through it effortlessly.
For a few heart–stopping seconds, I could only stand there, frozen like a fool, my mind spinning and blank.
Then, everything snapped. The dizziness weighing me down vanished, and power surged through my veins, adrenaline flooding every inch of me.
Without hesitation, I plunged into the water after him. I swam fast, faster than I thought possible, until I caught up to him, just as the portal’s light broke through the depths, blinding and ethereal. I blinked hard, holding my breath, terrified of what awaited beyond.
“I told you to stay back.”
The voice came from behind, and I opened my eyes, realizing I was not underwater anymore and before me loomed a massive castle I never knew existed.
The air was different here, thicker, darker. What was once the Demon Realm now burned to ashes. Cries and wails echoed everywhere, chaos unraveling in every corner.
“Lycan…”
He pulled me out of the water, and together we stood at the shore, unable to comprehend the sight before us.
The war that was supposed to descend upon the Lycan Kingdom, the one I had prepared for with my spirit guard, had not come there. It had come here.
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Goosebumps prickled my skin as the screams grew louder, the air thick with the stench of blood and fire. Death was everywhere. Armies fallen. The dead uncountable. But by whose hand?
Lycannar slowly took my hand, his face pale for the first time in his life. We walked through the ruins, step by step, until we reached the castle’s main hall.
There, he stopped, his grip on me suddenly cold. He released my hand and pushed the door open.
Against the wall stood a woman, her body pierced by arrows.
Xyrrha.
Lycannar walked in quietly, his heartbeat loud enough for me to hear. For a long while, he just stood before her, his former love, who had clearly fought to her last breath.
A true warrior.
“Are you the Lycan King?”
The voice came from a cupboard. I froze as little children emerged, their faces blackened with smoke, their small bodies stained with blood.
“The woman warrior said you would come to save us,” one of the girls sobbed. “She said we would know you by the way you carry yourself, like a king.”
My chest tightened. Xyrrha had died protecting these children, believing Lycannar would come to save them all.
I could only imagine what he felt, yet in the midst of it, Lycannar knelt before the children, lowering himself to their level.
“I am the Lycan King,” he said softly, “and you will come with me. Alright?”
They nodded in unison, tears streaking their faces. Lycannar stood and led them out, and I followed, guiding the youngest ones. We walked through the ruins toward a once–grand quarter, clearly the royal domain.
Lycannar hesitated at the door, his hand trembling before he finally pushed it open. Inside, an old man with silver hair sat on the bed. Even in his weakened state, his bearing was regal, unmistakably that of the Demon King.
He must have heard us, but he didn’t look up. His gaze was fixed on the lifeless man lying at Original content can be found at
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The moment I saw him, I recognized him instantly. Lycannar’s uncle, Ureh. The one he had once introduced to me as his mother’s brother. He was dead now, as if he’d taken a fatal blow for the king.
“Werewolves invaded the Realm, son,” the Demon King rasped. “They opened the portal, just like five years ago to strike a bargain. You must go to the prison where your brother is kept. See if he still lives. Go now.”
Lycannar didn’t hesitate. He turned and bolted from the room.
I followed closely, ushering the children behind me. As we ran through the crumbling halls, more survivors appeared, wounded, burned, broken, but alive. They joined us as we pushed forward until we reached a massive gate.
Snowflakes carpeted the ground. The silence there was unnatural, cold and absolute. A dead guard lay sprawled at the entrance. Lycannar crossed the threshold, moving into the fog with tense shoulders.
“You all wait here,” he ordered, vanishing into the white haze.
We stood, hearts pounding, until his figure reappeared.
“I can’t find my brother,” he said, panicked. “I can’t…”
He turned and ran again, searching frantically. When he returned, his voice broke.
“I can’t find him. All the prisons are empty. All of them…”
“The prison of the heir is different, Your Majesty,” a wounded man spoke from behind me. “You must summon him with your energy. Only then will he appear.”
A sacred bond. One that only true blood could awaken.
Lycannar looked at the man, then closed his eyes. When he opened them again, they glowed, pure, otherworldly light burning through his irises.
We waited. The air thickened with dread.
Then came the sound of chains clinking, echoing through the fog, each step drawing closer, heavier.
And from the mist emerged a figure, magnificent, terrifying.
Hades. The eldest. The true Demon heir.
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Lycannar froze, swallowing hard. Hades’s eyes swept the ruins, the survivors, the blood. Confusion shadowed his face.
But I knew what had happened here. The truth hit me like lightning.
The scent still lingered, the one I could never mistake.
The armies. The strategist who lied. The one who betrayed me. The one who started this war.
The one I would never forgive.
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Sadness. Regret. Guilt. That was all I felt as I stood drenched, trembling in the grand dining hall of my kingdom, now bursting with chaos and grief.
My sisters were beyond shock. My mother beyond words. Everyone was frozen in disbelief. And I stood there, motionless, like a statue carved from failure itself, watching the calamity unfold under my watchful eyes.
Even my brother hadn’t known his realm was under attack. None of us in the Lycan Kingdom did. I stood there, asking myself why.
Why, Uncle Ureh? Why, Xyrrha? Why those innocent souls who never even knew what they were dying for?
“Lycan? Lycan?? Lycannar!”
My name jolted me back. I blinked once, twice, and saw Mearez standing before me. We are both standing in the dinning hall of my kingdom.
Around us, the hall had quieted from its chaos. My father had been carried to his chambers for treatment. The others gone, scattered, grieving to seek shelter from the Lycans home. Only Zephyrine remained by my side, refusing to leave.
“Father is calling for you and My brother Hades,” Mearez said softly. I hesitated. My chest tightened. I knew what awaited me, and I dreaded it.
I turned to go, but Zephyrine followed. Her presence stopped me. I turned to face her slowly, and her expression said more than words ever could. She was sorry. Deeply, painfully sorry.
“You should stay here,” I said gently. “Let me go alone, okay?”
Her lips parted in protest, but after a long swallow, she nodded.
“I’m here, Lycan. I’ll be here.” Her voice trembled, a vow made through sorrow.
I nodded once and turned down the corridor. My steps faltered when I reached my father’s door. My brother Hades stood there too, frozen, gathering the courage to enter. Finally, he did, and I followed.
The Demon King sat upright on the bed, his back against the headboard.
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Mearez had tended to him, but it was clear he wasn’t anywhere near well. He clutched a torn, damp parchment, ruined from our journey through the portal.
For a long time, no one spoke. My brother stood by the wall in solemn respect. I remained by the door, silent.
“When I learned Salo and his daughter, Kiara, had incited war for revenge,” my father began, voice heavy, “it was already too late. Ilythra was captured first because they knew without her power, the portal couldn’t open. And if the portal remained sealed, my hybrid son couldn’t come to our aid. The second they captured and slaughtered mercilessly was the abyss army.”
Hades and I exchanged a brief glance. We knew what was coming.
“He called himself Ashmere,” my father continued, his grip tightening on the parchment. “The son of the warlord slain five years ago, the one the Abyss Army and the Lycan Warlord killed unjustly. He said he’d see this realm burn for the sins of the past. Salo promised ruin because I refused to honor his daughter’s marriage to my son.”
My father’s shoulders sagged. His knuckles whitened.
“They didn’t kill me,” he rasped, “because they wanted me to watch everything I built crumble. In the prison where my son is kept, they spared him but slaughtered the royal prisoners so that we could feel the pain of loss. My own councils sided with a mere werewolf. My advisor betrayed me. And now… a whole realm has fallen.”
I said nothing. I couldn’t.
“If one of you hadn’t abandoned your throne,” he thundered suddenly, “would this have happened?!”
“Father…”
“You will hold your tongue, Hades!” he snapped. “You both will. I will not die easily, not when vengeance remains undone. I want justice. Salo and his daughter will kneel. That warrior who came to burn my realm, Ashmere, he said…” My father’s voice dropped into a growl. “I don’t want his head on a platter. No. I want him to lose what he loves most. Only then will I rest in peace.”
Silence swallowed the room. He closed his eyes in dismissal, and we left.
Back in the dinning hall, the weight of his words crushed me. I sank into my chair, exhausted beyond measure. When Mearez returned, She announced, her voice carrying news that made several heads turn. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ FіndNovel.net
“We have a guest. Uncle Dareth Mistress has arrived with his daughter.”
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At those words, every gaze shifted toward the entrance. And when she walked in, I froze where I stood, momentarily forgetting to breathe.
Is this… my uncle Dareth’s mistress?