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The Throne And The Escape

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LILY

Heat flooded my face.

One had called me a vessel. Liam had called me a shell and a substitute, as though I were a poor replacement for a dead woman.

I kept my eyes lowered until his footsteps faded.

Rorik hurried after him, clutching the ledger.

“My prince! There are additional notes concerning the wells, which I have not yet sent—”

The doors swallowed his words.

Kael immediately turned to me. His hands cupped my face, his thumbs hovering near the red marks Liam had left on my jaw.

“Lily.
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  • Alpha King’s Regret: Reborn To Reject Him   The Verdict That Changed Everything 1B

    JACEThe eldest elder finished reading the verdict and turned to the remaining parchment.“Jace, your Beta rank, rights, lands and honour are hereby restored. You are no longer under suspicion of conspiring against the crown. You will resume your duties under King Kael’s authority.”For a moment, I forgot how to breathe.Restored.After everything that had happened, after standing in that chamber while Liam questioned my loyalty and used my mistakes against me, I was getting my position back.I should have felt relieved. Instead, I could barely look at the elders.The eldest continued.“Prince Liam of High Hill, you are ordered to leave Bloodmoon territory permanently and return north with your remaining warriors. You are forbidden from organising an ambush against the king, placing spies within his palace, stationing informants along our borders or undermining Bloodmoon through secret alliances. Any vio

  • Alpha King’s Regret: Reborn To Reject Him   The Verdict That Changed Everything 1A

    JACEI paced the room while Kael lay unconscious on the floor, his breathing shallow and uneven. Blood had dried beneath his nose and at the corner of his mouth.I had tried everything I could think of.I had ground valerian root into a paste and managed to force a little between his lips. I had boiled moonroot until its bitterness filled the chamber. I had even mixed charcoal with clear water, but most of it spilled down his chin.“Kael, please.” I crouched beside him and gripped his shoulder. “You have to wake up. If you don’t, we lose everything. Liam will take the throne. Open your eyes!”Nothing.Only the faint rise and fall of his chest proved he was still alive.At the end of the corridor, the six High Hill elders were deliberating behind closed doors. I couldn’t hear them, but I could imagine what they were discussing.Outside, beneath the great courtyard tree, Liam stood with Rorik.

  • Alpha King’s Regret: Reborn To Reject Him   The Tonic That Was Never Made

    JACE“I AM FIT!”Kael’s declaration erupted from him, half roar and half speech. His voice cracked as though the words had been trapped in his throat for days.He had finally said it.Relief swept through the chamber. I hadn’t realised how long I’d been holding my breath until my knees nearly buckled. I caught the edge of the stone table, gripping it to steady myself.Across the room, Rorik’s smile vanished.Liam shot to his feet. “He is obviously unfit! It took him forever to say three words! An insane man will never admit he is unfit. Look at his eyes! His hands! He’s shaking like a pup! He’s drugged or mad, or both. You all saw it!”“SIT DOWN, PRINCE LIAM!”Kael’s roar struck the chamber like thunder.He had risen from the throne, though he swayed so badly that I feared he would collapse. His claws dug into the wooden armrests until they creaked beneath his grip.I silently begged him to sit.Standing only made his condition more obvious. If he lost control now, Liam would turn his

  • Alpha King’s Regret: Reborn To Reject Him   The King On Trial 1B

    JACESomething was wrong with Kael.I had watched him enter the chamber that morning, watched him sit on the throne and endure the accusations without lashing out. Even when Rorik presented the forged letters, Kael had managed to defend himself without giving Liam the outburst he wanted.But now he was fighting something I could not see.His hands were clenched around the throne’s armrests. His claws had begun to emerge, and the muscles in his jaw stood out sharply beneath his skin.He was trembling.I had made certain he drank no wine that morning. I had checked his chambers myself and removed every bottle I found. I had insisted he eat meats and broth before dressing, and I had made him rest early the previous night.I had done everything I could to keep him steady for this hearing.Then I remembered the tonic.An hour before the trial, I had ordered a servant to bring a calming mixture for him. Kael’s hand

  • Alpha King’s Regret: Reborn To Reject Him   The King On Trial 1A

    KAELThe day of the trial finally arrived.Liam had come prepared for war.Ten warriors disguised as ordinary guards and escorts waited outside the Great Hall, while six elders from High Hill occupied the stone bench against the far wall. They held the authority to judge an Alpha’s fitness to rule, the same men my father had treated with caution despite his power.Liam intended to take my throne, willingly or by force.He had prepared for both.I entered wearing my full regalia. My black tunic was fastened beneath a mantle of silver fur, and the heavy crown rested on my head for the first time in weeks.It felt too tight.The pressure against my skull worsened with every step, but I kept my chin raised. I would not let Liam see me falter before the hearing began.Jace walked beside me in his Beta blacks.He had barely spoken to me that morning. His expression remained controlled, his gaze fixed ahead. Anyone watching might have thought he was simply performing his duties.I knew better

  • Alpha King’s Regret: Reborn To Reject Him   The Child She Called Hindrance

    LILYThe work became so much that I could barely breathe.It was never one task. It was everything, from the moment I opened my eyes until my body could no longer carry me.Pound the grain. Carry water. Sweep the floor Eleanor had already ordered me to sweep an hour earlier. Wash the villagers’ clothes. Cook. Scrub the pots. Start again.My arms ached down to the bone. My lower back felt ready to snap, and the pup sat so low in my belly that I had to waddle to keep my balance. Every step sent pain through my hips.That afternoon, I was pounding grain to separate the chaff, the way Eleanor had taught me.I lifted the heavy pestle and brought it down. Turned the grain with my bleeding hands. Lifted it again.Sweat ran down my back and into my eyes. My arms trembled so badly that the pestle wobbled each time I raised it.I should have stopped.I knew that.But Eleanor had already complained twice about how slow

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