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Author: Rachel
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The corridors of the Night Walker castle were never quiet, but the hush that fell whenever Nivera passed through them was different.

Guards stiffened. Servants avoided her eyes. The palace she called home since her binding to King Valerian had never once welcomed her.

To them, she would always be the outsider. The slave girl turned queen. The silent beauty with eyes too calm and a voice too soft. Whispers trailed in her wake like ghosts clinging to her hem—rumors and assumptions, all wrong.

She didn’t bother correcting any of them.

Let them wonder.

It was safer that way.

She rarely left her chambers. She didn’t dine with the court or stroll through the snow-covered gardens like the other noblewomen. Her days were quiet, her movements deliberate. The less she gave, the less they questioned.

But today, she stepped into the corridor in full view—dressed in pale grey silks that rippled like smoke around her ankles, her silver hair unbound, cascading down her back like a waterfall. Her pre
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  • Alpha Alexander   39

    The evening had fallen into silence far earlier than usual. The halls of the winter fortress were dimly lit, with torches flickering against stone walls and wind groaning through the narrow windows like a reminder of the world outside. Snow fell in gentle spirals, piling against the panes in soft white layers. Inside their shared chamber, the air was warm but laced with something heavier than cold.Dinner was laid out on the low table between them—sliced roast, winter vegetables, fresh bread, and a spiced wine that neither had touched. Serena sat across from Alexandro, slowly tearing apart a piece of bread she didn’t intend to eat, her thoughts louder than the fire crackling in the hearth behind her.She had spent the day wandering the halls, aimless and unsatisfied, feeling caged by the routine and the quiet. It wasn’t the place—it was what the place represented. Stillness. Suspicion. And silence. Especially from him.Alexandro, ever stoic, had barely spoken to her since the morning.

  • Alpha Alexander   38

    The sky hung heavy with clouds, casting a pale, dull light over the endless sea of white. Winter in the north was different—sharp and unrelenting, like a constant reminder that warmth was far away, and perhaps never coming. Serena walked through the stone corridors of the mansion with no purpose in mind. She had already seen everything there was to see, walked every hallway, glanced at every tapestry and frost-laced window. Now, it all just felt cold. Repetitive.She pulled her fur-lined shawl tighter around her shoulders as she stepped into the outer courtyard. Her boots crunched softly against the frozen path, snow glimmering like glass around her. It had been beautiful once. When they first arrived, the snow had seemed magical. Peaceful. Pure. But now, it just felt lonely. And endless.Back home, there was sun. There were forests and rivers and birdsong. She missed the sun most of all. The sun and the laughter. The sound of people speaking to her like a friend, not a queen they had

  • Alpha Alexander   37

    Among the many silent corridors of Nivera’s life, there was one voice that had never judged her, never questioned her silences or the secrets she refused to name. Martha.Nivera trusted few—almost none—but Martha had become the quiet exception. A young maid with a kind heart and a sharp tongue, Martha had been there from the very beginning, the day Nivera first arrived at the Night Walker palace. Back then, she had known nothing—not the customs, not the language, not even how to walk confidently across the cold stone floors. She had been a blank slate, alien and afraid. And Martha had been her lifeline.It was Martha who had brushed her hair without yanking, who had spoken gently but firmly until Nivera picked up words and gestures. It was Martha who had shown her how to sit with poise, how to respond to questions without inviting attention, how to survive the palace without being consumed by it. More than once, Martha had stepped in before Nivera could unknowingly break some unspoken

  • Alpha Alexander   36

    Alexandro’s POVSerena thought he didn’t care. That much was obvious from the way she avoided his eyes lately, the way her smiles dimmed slightly when she passed him in the halls, the way she pulled her hands into the sleeves of her robes when they sat near each other at meals—like she was shrinking, slowly, into the background of his life.But what she didn’t know—what she couldn’t possibly know—was how much effort it took for him to stay silent. To stay still. To pretend that she didn’t stir something in him each time she walked into a room.Alexandro stood near the training grounds, arms crossed over his chest as his warriors lined up for drills. His voice echoed across the courtyard, firm and commanding as he barked out orders. But his eyes… his eyes kept slipping back to her.Serena was across the yard, bent over one of the practice dummies. She wasn’t dressed for battle, not really—her coat was too light, her scarf slightly off-center—but she was trying. And gods, she was so det

  • Alpha Alexander   35

    It had been days since Serena saw the figure in the water—the woman whose presence still haunted her thoughts like a lingering melody. Despite everything going on—the tension at the borders, Alexandro’s coldness, and her own rising fears—Serena found herself returning again and again to that moonlit vision of silver hair and an iridescent tail vanishing into the dark river. She could still hear the eerie beauty of the song the girl had sung. It wasn’t just a hallucination. She knew what she saw. And it had changed something inside her.She hadn’t told Alexandro. Not yet. He was already slipping away, and she didn’t trust how he would react—whether he’d dismiss her, laugh at her, or dig too deep and uncover things she wasn’t ready to confront. But someone had to give her some answers. So, as they walked through the training yard that morning, Serena turned to the one person she trusted.“Kiara,” she asked, trying to sound casual, “do you know anything about mermaids?”Kiara stopped mid

  • Alpha Alexander   34

    Serena stood in the snow, her hands clasped tightly in front of her as the carriage carrying her brothers slowly rolled out of the Blood Moon stronghold. Their stay had been short, as Alexandro had intended, but it was long enough to remind her of what it felt like to be surrounded by family. Her younger brother had hugged her three times before climbing into the carriage, whispering, “Take care,” as if he sensed the weight she carried. Her elder brother, though more reserved, had pressed his hand over hers before departing, his eyes lingering with silent worry. For a moment, she wanted to call them back. Just for a little longer. Just until her heart steadied.But the carriage rolled away, the wheels crunching over frost-covered earth, and with each turn, a piece of her felt like it was leaving too.Alexandro stood beside her through it all, silent and unmoving, like a statue carved from winter stone. He didn’t offer words of comfort. He rarely did. But his presence was steady, relia

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