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435. WAR IS MY HOPE
NARRATORLavinia, unconscious in Elliot’s arms, now in his human form, and Katherine, also clinging to the werewolf’s chest—both kneeling.Wounded and beyond exhaustion, but alive. Very much alive.Under the rain, Katherine met her man's blue eyes, and they melted into a desperate embrace, before she showered frantic kisses on their daughter’s forehead.That’s when she noticed the pendant resting against the child’s chest. They had a rough idea now—this was magic. Lavinia’s magic had saved them.A transmigration spell. Lavinia was special, just like Bella.Katherine had never been the heir to that unique magic, as everyone had believed. It was her daughter.Kath’s tears mixed with the rain."It’s over now, love. It’s over." Elliot tried to console her.But deep inside, neither he nor Vorath were as calm as they pretended to be. He looked up through the downpour.It was almost impossible that His Majesty hadn’t sensed all this supernatural power clashing in the air. Sometimes, Elliot w
436. UNCERTAIN FATE
NARRATOR(MOMENT FROM THE FIRST VOLUME WHERE SILAS, SIGRID, VALERIA, AND ALDRIC ENTER THROUGH THE BARRIER AND SPEAK WITH THE REGENT)Elliot watched from a distance as the leaders spoke, the air thick with tension, their words reaching his supernatural ears."Elliot, those people who crossed the mist are supernatural beings. The tall red-haired man is a lycan—I can feel it. A very powerful one." Vorath spoke, both of them excitedly eavesdropping on the conversation.Then, the Duke turned his attention to the man with a cold, almost indifferent expression—platinum hair, golden eyes.So that was His Majesty.Truth be told, Elliot felt a little disappointed. He had always idealized the Specter King, expecting him to look more heroic, different, exorbitant, something… more invincible.However, in the midst of his mental ramblings, he froze when, for just a few seconds, those intense, cruel golden eyes locked onto him.The Lycan King was speaking with the Regent—no one else seemed to notice,
437. ARE YOU GOING TO NEGOTIATE OR TO WAR?
NARRATORSilas stared, obsessed, at the woman riding his body, giving him so much pleasure that he was left panting and moaning with lust.Every time that wet sheath swallowed him and spat him out, he thought he could see the stars and the entire firmament.Sigrid leaned over his chest and quickened her pace, her hips rolling sensually, her firm buttocks bouncing with each vigorous thrust.Silas grabbed her tender breasts, caressing and kneading them lasciviously. In a swift motion, he sat up slightly while she clung to his shoulders, fucking him deliciously.He opened his mouth and eagerly sucked on her rosy areolas, his tongue teasing her hardened nipples.The taste of her sweat drove him insane, her hurried moans, the shudder of her body when she came with his cock buried deep inside her."Silas!" Sigrid moaned loudly, spilling over him, her lips parted, her wolf pupils narrowing—she was on the verge of her heat.She grabbed his moonlit hair, and Silas immediately exposed his neck
438. CRIME IN THE GARDEN
KATHERINEI looked around the enormous palace, feeling a little tense.Despite the luxury and the meticulous attention from the maids and footmen, even though I told Elliot I would accompany him, I was afraid.Because this was the epicenter of hatred toward supernatural beings."Your Excellencies, what an honor to meet again," another person approached us in the vast hall, teeming with the elite of this hypocritical society.Drinking elegantly and murmuring in low voices, we once again began the cycle of flattery, pretending to be courteous—or at least I did.The truth was, outside the intimacy of our home, Elliot was a dog off his leash, or rather, a feral wolf.His responses were so curt that I almost felt sorry for the guests, judging by the looks on their faces."War is like that—whoever gets there first takes it and can be sure it’s well defended," he replied to the marquis who had the nerve to ask about the newly acquired lands."I'll rip the head off anyone who tries to steal f
439. ACCUSED
KATHERINEThat was exactly what it was—an attempted murder. I spotted a handsome man arguing heatedly with a woman among the tall hedges.If I hadn’t been on an upper floor, I never would have noticed them. She was crying, wiping her face with a handkerchief.Her simple clothing told me she wasn’t one of the wealthy noblewomen at the party. Suddenly, she clutched her belly and screamed something that utterly terrified him.They struggled, the girl fighting desperately to get inside the palace.I shouldn’t have been snooping, but something about the man’s aggression told me things wouldn’t end well—and they didn’t.In the blink of an eye, I saw him reach inside his jacket, grab the woman by the arm, and yank her against his chest, whispering something venomous.Her expression changed in an instant. My supernatural hearing caught a muffled, dull sound, even from a distance.When the man released her, shoving her away, she looked down at her stomach in disbelief, her trembling hands pres
440. DISCOVERED
KATHERINE"I am the Regent's son, your future ruler, and I will take immediate action against the Duchy of Everhart—an investigation begins now!"He looked at me with cynical eyes and a sneer of disdain; he knew exactly what he was doing. He was going to get rid of the witness.Catching me in the act had given him the perfect excuse."TAKE HER AWAY, WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?!"He roared again, worked up, but I wouldn’t let him.I would fight, even if it meant exposing myself completely—I knew all too well what awaited me in the palace dungeons.Only cruel torture.This so-called truce didn’t matter. The Regent hated creatures of the night. My children were in danger!I couldn’t imagine how out of control Elliot would be. Goddess, I had ruined everything… when we were so close to freedom!When rough hands reached for my arms to drag me away, I decided to resist.I even considered killing them and running. I called out to Elliot desperately in my mind, but whether it was my panic or the
441. IT'S JUST A BAD REPUTATION
BEOFI wandered through the garden, bored, waiting for that shitty meeting to end—it wouldn’t solve a damn thing.One look at the disgust on that Regent’s face was enough to know we weren’t welcome here.And the main reason King Aldric had sent me wasn’t being fulfilled either.Women still fled from me like I carried some contagious plague—worse here than even among supernatural females.I mean, their elemental men looked like dwarves next to me. Of course they’d run away in fear. I huffed, annoyed, those absurd feelings of self-pity creeping into my chest.Like always, I shoved them down without mercy. So what if I never find my mate? Better that way.It would be the final blow to my pride—to be rejected by my own fated partner."Money is the one thing I have too much of," I muttered bitterly.My wolf, Soul, remained as indifferent as ever—we disagreed on too many things.But I knew there was no other choice. I’d keep paying for sex with she-wolves whenever the need to fuck became un
442. WHO APPOINTED YOU THE ABSOLUTE OWNER?
BEOF"Father, I caught the Duchess of Everhart murdering that elemental girl!" he shouted, pointing to the side, at the unconscious woman lying on the grass.The shocking stain of blood on her clothes, her pale skin—it gave the impression of death. However, I could still hear her breathing. Weak, but there.The elemental soldiers were beginning to march in. I could hear hurried footsteps rushing through the corridors and the garden.We would be surrounded soon.A roar powerful enough to make the stones tremble erupted from that so-called Duke of Everhart as some soldiers moved to restrain him under the leader’s command.Chaos.I stood off to the side, debating whether to keep getting involved or not.From the shouted argument, I pieced together the truth—these two supernatural beings were hiding under the guise of elemental Dukes in this prison of a realm."Everyone, calm down. Lord Regent, it’s not wise to approach him now. He’s a lycan protecting his mate—he’ll tear apart anyone who
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