LOGINIvara's POVMy fingers went slack before my brain could stop them. It was like his words held some kind of power over me.The phone slipped from my grip and thumped against the rug, and the sheets loosened in my other hand.For one stupid, frozen second, I just lay there, eyes still squeezed shut, heart slamming so hard I was sure he could hear it.Wait. My heart dropped straight to my stomach.What did I just do? Did I— oh dear Goddess. I had just proven him right, now he’d confirmed that I was lying.I squeezed my eyes shut tighter, willing myself to disappear, to rewind time, to undo that one stupid, stupid reaction. Maybe dying would be better.Xlynor’s voice was low and lazy, but I caught the edge of suspicion beneath it… he didn’t sound certain. It was more like he was trying to make me slip—for reasons only he knew.I stayed perfectly still, barely breathing, even though I’d already fucked up.“So you’re really going to keep up that foolishness?” he asked, amused.“Please go aw
Xlynor's POVThe second-floor private lounge overlooked the grand banquet hall like a king’s box, giving a perfect view of the chaos below.I leaned against the carved railing, half-listening to the Lycan prince drone on about trade routes while Zoya pressed herself against my side like a vine that refused to let go.Her fingers traced lazy circles on my arm. “My love, you’re zoning out mid-conversation… you’re not listening.” she purred.Irritation simmered beneath my skin, and one sharp glare from me was enough to put her in her place. She gulped slightly, taking her eyes off me.“…As I was saying,” the prince continued, swirling the dark liquid in his glass, “the alliance would benefit both territories—”“Yes,” I cut in, “but I’ll think about it before finalizing.”He raised a brow but nodded.The meeting finally dragged to a close, but before I could excuse myself, more elites swarmed in. Business partners, minor lords, sycophants—each eager to curry favor.“Damn.” I groaned.I wa
Ivara's POVI wasn't looking ahead as my gaze was fixed on Elodie—when I ran straight into a wall.No. Not a wall, a man.“Ah—”The impact jolted me backward, and my breath hitched in my throat. Strong hands caught my arms before I could go further.And for one terrifying second, my heart stopped. I was certain it was Xlynor.But when I looked up, my eyes met with blue eyes staring down at me from behind a black mask—intense and solely fixed on me.My breath released all at once.The man was about the same height as Xlynor, with that same aura that felt dangerous.“I—” I started, rushing to apologize, words tumbling out too fast. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t see—”He opened his mouth to speak, but I didn’t wait. I could hear steady footsteps approaching from the corner we had just fled—only Xlynor walked with such precision.I shoved the stranger hard in the chest, pushing him out of our path, and bolted, Elodie's hand still clamped around my wrist.He staggered, clearly not expecting it.
Ivara’s POVI stood near the polished wall, my heart fluttering like a trapped bird as I layered my scent with different perfumes, over and over again.Yeah, I decided to trust Elodie. She seemed genuine. Besides, did I have any other choice? I had already left the castle.I watched as the other dancers stretched and adjusted their costumes.I had found out that they were the Wolf Hunt traditional dancers—chosen every year from a specific age group. No one danced this piece twice in her lifetime. It was sacred.Elodie moved behind me, her hands resting on my shoulders. “Breathe. You told me you know the steps, right? You said you saw the palace dancers dance at Silver Moon.”I nodded. “Yes… but—”“No buts. Girl, ease up. You look constipated even with a mask.” She shook her head.I bit back a smile and turned to watch the small projection screen showing the main floor. I needed one last look at the choreography to be sure.Somehow, I caught my reflection from the mirror across the roo
Ivara's POVThe carriage wheels rattled softly over the cobbled path, the sound oddly soothing against the chaos still spinning in my chest.Elodie said no cars were allowed during the festival week—it was a traditional celebration, and everything was rooted in the old ways.I clutched the edge of the velvet seat, staring out through the narrow window at the world I had never imagined.We had left the royal fortress and, honestly, I hadn’t even known there was anything beyond them. Not to mention, a village.There were people moving through lantern-lit streets, children laughing as they ran between stalls selling spiced wine and honey cakes. Hell, it looked peaceful in this part of Dark Hound.What surprised me most was how different the village was from the medieval fortress grounds.It dawned on me that Xlynor was a medievalist, the medieval aesthetic had to be his idea. He had built his world around history while the rest of the pack lived in the future.“…This place is confusing,”
Ivara's POVMy heart hammered against my ribs like it wanted to punch its way out.Xlynor had really locked me in. He’d caged me like some fragile bird he could keep for himself.I spun away from the glass, and crossed to the door. “Open!” I snapped, dragging the card across the sensor for what felt like the hundredth time. “Open! Fucking open!”“Damn it,” I rasped when the lock didn’t budge.I slapped the door with my palm. “Let me out! Let me out, you bastard!” The words tore from my throat.My hand curled into a fist and I hit the door hard, the impact stinging through my knuckles.Being locked up in here and trying to escape reminded me of that one time Adrian and Dahlia had locked me up in that cell-like room. I screamed and begged until my voice gave out.A strangled breath left my lips as panic began to claw its way up my throat. “He can’t do this… he can’t do this.”I rushed back to the window and gripped the sill. What now? What do I do… what do I do…I froze when I caught si
Xlynor’s POVMy study was silent except for the sound of papers shuffling beneath my fingers.For weeks, Zane had been handling most of the company's affairs: territory negotiations, financial movements, and internal restructuring.So tonight, I decided to inspect everything myself.But I hadn't ev
Ivara’s POVI had only been to the maids’ quarters once. That morning, when Xlynor saved me from those men and brought me to the maid’s dorm. Back then, it was empty as all the maids had already left.Tonight was different.Evening bells had already rung from the fortress towers, their metallic chi
Xlynor's POVI sat behind the mahogany desk in my study, a thick cigar resting in the slim black holder between my fingers.I didn't like touching cigars directly. I preferred the distance.I flipped the pages of the book in my hands, my gaze focused as I scanned every line.“We've gone through over
Ivara's POVI spun around, then fell to the floor in shock.Why did that sound a lot like Xlynor? Like he was behind me. And it sounded way too real. Was I beginning to get delusional? He wasn’t here, was he?The lights came on and my breath hitched. How did that happen? Did I mistakenly trigger som







