Chapter: Chapter 42: Illusions Shattered, Truth ClaimedThe celebration didn’t end at the gala.It followed them—soft, glowing, unreal—as if the universe itself had decided to finally be kind to Violetta.Draven had planned everything without her knowing.A private dinner awaited her in a quiet wing of the venue, candles flickering against crystal glasses, soft music humming beneath low conversation. When she stepped in and realized it was for her, she froze.“For me?” she whispered.Draven smiled, that slow, devastating smile meant only for her. “For your victory. For your courage. For everything you are.”Emotion rose sharp and sudden in her chest.The other contestants followed, one by one, congratulating her—some with genuine warmth, others with forced politeness. Compliments flowed freely now, praise they hadn’t dared give her earlier. She accepted them with grace, her smile calm but distant, like someone who had learned the cost of trust.Across the room—Claudia stood rigid.Her nails dug into her palms as she watched Violetta laugh
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Chapter: Chapter: Three Days of Light, One Night of Truth The next three days unfolded like a dream Violetta hadn’t known she was starving for. They roamed the city like ordinary lovers—anonymous, unguarded, free. Morning streets smelled of fresh bread and roasted coffee beans, and Draven insisted she try everything the city was famous for. Street food eaten while standing close, fingers brushing. Quiet cafés where he watched her more than the view. Desserts shared with teasing smiles and stolen bites. She laughed—truly laughed. Sometimes he pulled her close just to press a kiss to her temple, her cheek, the corner of her lips. Sometimes he whispered something low and private that made her cheeks warm and her heart race. And at night, behind closed doors, they belonged to each other in soft, unhurried ways—no rush, no fear, just warmth and reassurance. The kind of closeness that healed without words. For the first time in a very long time, Violetta felt… safe. Happy. Draven made sure of it. He filled her days so completely that she b
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Chapter: Chapter 39: The Calm Before the ReckoningThe hall buzzed with restless energy as the final bell echoed through the venue.Design boards stood illuminated under soft golden lights, each one carrying the soul of its creator. Contestants waited—some hopeful, some terrified, some already calculating their next move.Violetta stood very still.Her hands were clasped in front of her, posture composed, face calm—but inside, her heart beat unevenly. Too fast. Too loud. She had poured everything into that final piece. Not a strategy. Not politics. Herself.The judges gathered at the center table, murmuring among themselves. Papers were shuffled. Tablets dimmed and lit again. Minutes stretched into something uncomfortable.Finally, the head judge stepped forward.“Thank you, contestants,” he said smoothly. “The third round has concluded. Your works were… impressive.”Violetta searched his face for something—anything—genuine.Nothing.“However,” he continued, pausing just long enough to raise tension, “after careful consideration, the
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Chapter: Chapter 38: When Power Moves in Silence The backstage corridor felt colder than before. Violetta stood near the refreshment table, fingers wrapped tightly around a paper cup she hadn’t taken a single sip from. Applause still echoed faintly from the hall, but it sounded hollow now—like praise meant for someone else. She had known competitions were rarely fair. She just hadn’t expected the injustice to sting this much. Claudia stood a few feet away, laughing softly with two sponsors, her posture relaxed, victorious. Every now and then, her gaze slid toward Violetta with thinly veiled satisfaction. She didn’t need to say anything. Her presence alone was provocation enough. “You did well,” a contestant murmured kindly as she passed Violetta. Violetta smiled. “Thank you.” But the words barely reached her heart. She replayed the judges’ comments in her mind—the way they praised her creativity but immediately followed it with safe, too subtle, lacking edge. While Claudia’s was called bold, marketable, visionary. Marketab
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Chapter: Chapter 37: Under the Same Stars Morning light spilled through the curtains in soft silver streaks, brushing against the quiet confidence settling in Violetta’s chest. She stood before the mirror, tying her hair back with steady hands. There was no hesitation in her movements today. No doubt. The nervous girl who once shrunk under Claudia’s shadow no longer lived here. Behind her, Draven fastened his cufflinks, mask already in place. His presence grounded her—solid, unshakable. “You don’t have to come,” she said softly, though her heart hoped he would. He met her eyes in the mirror. “There is nowhere else I would be.” Something warm bloomed behind her ribs. The competition hall was fuller than the first round. Press cameras. Industry elites. Judges seated like silent gods. Contestants whispered nervously, sketchpads clutched like lifelines. Draven took his seat in the audience, arms crossed, posture composed—but his eyes never left her. When Violetta stepped onto the floor, his wolf stirred with
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Chapter: Chapter 36: His Possessive Touch “Don’t you think you are being too possessive?” Violetta asked when she locked the door of her hotel room. Draven promised to stay with her, and it warmed her heart. Finally, there was someone who would be happy for her and watch her win the biggest dream of her life… without jealousy and without any restrictions. Before she could turn properly, Draven pinned her against the door while his abs were pressing against her back. Her breath hitched, and she stilled. He pinned her hands above her head and nuzzled her neck. “Oh, Really! You think I am too possessive, My Queen?” He asked in his deep voice, and she gulped hard. “I– No, I mean…” He pressed an open-mouth kiss on her delicate neck, and an involuntary moan escaped her lips before she could stop herself. A smirk appeared on Draven’s face. “I just want to claim what is mine, My Queen. I don’t want you to talk to any stranger like that… If you want them alive,” The warning should bother her, but it didn’t. Before she could stop h
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Hybrid Queen Of The Triplet Lycans
“I, Freya Simon, Member of the Blue Crescent pack, reject you, Xavier Malcolm and Xayden Malcolm, as my mates and alpha Princes. I sever all the bonds and ties with the Royal Red Claw pack,” I doubled over when a wave of pain sliced through my heart. Tears were rolling down my cheeks but only one thing was on my mind, I have to run away from them, as far as I can.
The sound of footsteps accelerated my heartbeat but I couldn't live my life like this especially when I have two pups growing up in my womb. I will not let my pups open their eyes and live in this toxic environment. I was pushing my body as hard as I could when a fast car hit me hard and before I could decipher what was happening, Darkness engulfed me.
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Freya was forced to live her life in a miserable environment because she was a hybrid, an outcast in the werewolf world. Being abused and tortured all her life, She thought of running away from the pack to live her life in peace but on her 18th birthday twin Alpha Princes claimed her as their mate and promised to give her a happy and peaceful life. Freya was happy but all her dreams were shattered when she got to know that she is just an addition in the harem of the Alpha Princes. Being their fated mate changed nothing for her but when she realized that she is pregnant with their pups. She decided to run away from this miserable life for her pups but then she stumbled on Three Lycan Princes, Who are her second-chance mates.
Will she be able to give a chance to her second-chance mates or Will she just reject them?
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Chapter: Chapter 130: EpilogueThe castle was quiet again. Freya stood on the balcony overlooking the glittering city of vampires, the cold night air brushing her hair back. Ricardo had ordered extra guards along the borders, but tonight he kept his focus only on her.She had been through fire, betrayal, and war — yet she stood, her children safe inside the palace, her shoulders straighter than they had ever been.Ricardo joined her silently, placing a glass of wine on the railing beside her. His dark eyes searched her profile, admiring the strength in her calm.“You did it,” he murmured, his deep voice low with reverence. “You survived them, their lies, their war… and you built something greater here.”Freya exhaled, her chest tight with emotions she couldn’t name. “No. We did it. You gave me a place when I had none, Ricardo. When even my own mates—” Her voice trembled, and she paused, the old wound still bleeding somewhere deep inside.He didn’t push her. Instead, he touched her hand gently, just enough for her to
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Chapter: Chapter 129: ForgivenessThe war had ended, but its echoes lingered in the halls of the Vampire Kingdom. Victory came at a cost, yet Ricardo Vitalli ruled taller than ever, his people hailing him not only as a king but as a savior who shielded them from Lycan aggression. The vampire banners flew higher, their crimson insignia burning bright against the sky, as if daring anyone to threaten their realm again.Freya, however, stood in silence amid the celebrations. She had watched fire consume the battlefield, blood soak the soil, and dreams collapse under the weight of betrayal. Though her hands did not wield a sword, she had borne the weight of it all. The triplets’ warning, their betrayal, their blind rage — they still echoed inside her like broken glass rattling in her veins.Ricardo’s steady presence grounded her. In the aftermath of the battle, when nightmares tore through her mind and she woke up trembling in the dark, it was he who sat silently beside her, never asking for words she wasn’t ready to give.
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Chapter: Chapter 128: Shattered PrideThe battlefield was still smoldering. The air reeked of ash, iron, and broken pride. The Lycan triplets — once kings of the wolves, once feared conquerors — stood in silence amidst the wreckage of their shattered armies. Their war banners lay trampled in the mud, stained with blood. What had begun as a march of dominance had ended in humiliation.Their warriors were dead, scattered, or surrendered. The Alphas who had once rallied behind them were now whispering treason and betrayal, their loyalty broken like glass.But nothing cut deeper than the silence of Freya’s absence. She had not come to see them. She had not wept for them. She had not even looked their way.Instead, she stood under the protection of Ricardo Vitalli — a vampire king who shielded her as though she was his heart itself.That sight burned them more than any blade.Back in their camp, the triplets sat around the war table, the map of their kingdom torn and bloodstained. The tent was heavy with rage, guilt, and de
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Chapter: Chapter 127: War And BloodThe battlefield was drenched in blood and smoke. The once–golden grasslands at the border between kingdoms were nothing more than charred earth, littered with the bodies of wolves, vampires, and Lycans alike. The war that never should have been had swallowed everyone whole, and its fury showed no signs of slowing.Ricardo stood at the frontlines, his eyes glowing an otherworldly crimson, his fangs bared as he commanded his army with brutal precision. His warriors moved like shadows—silent, efficient, and merciless. Against them, the Lycans and allied wolves fought with primal rage, their numbers vast but their unity fractured.They already had all the maps of the werewolf and Lycan Kingdoms because they were already prepared for this war. They set their targets with precision, so they can damage them with precision and power. They weren’t blinded y rage and arrogance like Lycan Kings, and it will be their biggest advantage against them.The triplets—Kandrix, Jasper, and Louis—were for
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Chapter: Chapter 126: Inner DisputesThe war council chamber of the Lycan palace was filled to the brim with Alphas from every corner of the werewolf realm. The grand, obsidian table stretched the length of the hall, carved with sigils of power and conquest, a reminder of Lycan dominance over the wolf packs. Yet tonight, instead of unity, the chamber hummed with unease.The triplets sat at the head of the table—Kandrix, Jasper, and Louis—shoulders tense, their faces carved in grim determination. The moment they had returned from their encounter with Freya and Ricardo, they had wasted no time declaring the threat: a war against the vampire kingdom.But the room wasn’t as eager to follow as they had imagined.“This is madness,” growled Alpha Rhys of the Northern Wolf Pack, his silver eyes narrowing. “You expect us to march against the vampires—the most ancient of the night races—because of a… woman?” His words dripped disdain, though none missed the flicker of fear in his voice.Kandrix slammed his fist onto the table, the
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Chapter: Chapter 125: Their Doubts The triplets’ words still echoed in the grand council chamber — a declaration of war if Freya did not return. For centuries, the vampires had lived in uneasy truce with the Lycans, each ruling their domain, neither daring to cross the other’s lines. But now, the fragile thread of peace had been snapped by a woman who carried the shadows of both worlds in her veins.Ricardo Vitalli sat on the throne of black stone, his eyes glowing a predatory crimson. Around him, the High Council gathered: twelve elders, warriors, strategists, and nobles whose loyalty wavered between fear and power.“We cannot underestimate the Lycans,” Lord Cassian, the oldest strategist, spoke first, his voice echoing through the chamber. “They thrive on brute strength. Their packs are trained for war, and the triplets lead with ruthless efficiency. If they march, they will not march alone. The packs will rally to their call.”Another noble slammed his fist on the table. “Then let them march! Do they think they can
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