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Chapter Thirty-One

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Silas’s footsteps echoed softly against the polished floor as he left the library, the door clicking shut behind him. The quiet that followed seemed heavier than before, pressing in on Celeste like a second skin.

She stayed in her seat for a long while, her gaze fixed on the flickering shadows cast by the fire. The words she had spoken still clung to the air, about her family, her markings, her power. For so long she had buried those truths under layers of silence, but now they were out, and there was no taking them back.

Truthfully, she didn’t even need her wolf to be powerful. The strength of Verena, her wolf, was an advantage, yes, but her true power had never come from her other half. It came from the Moon Goddess herself. The markings that curled like molten silver beneath her skin were more than symbols, they were conduits. They connected her to forces older than time, to currents of magic and will that could shape the world.

She had never needed to shift to bring a grown
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    The table was already set when Celeste entered the dining room, her face still warm from the moment in Silas’s office. She busied herself with adjusting the placement of the silverware, anything to keep her hands from trembling.Victoria breezed in a moment later, carrying a steaming dish and humming to herself. The grin on her lips hadn’t left since she’d called them to dinner. Her eyes flicked to Celeste, then to Silas as he stepped in behind her, tall and composed as ever.“Perfect timing,” Victoria said, her tone just a little too light. “I was worried I might have to drag you both out.”Celeste shot her a sharp look, but Victoria only raised her brows in mock innocence before setting the food down. Silas took his seat at the head of the table, his movements precise, deliberate. He didn’t glance at Celeste, but she could feel his presence like a weight at her side.

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    Silas’s POVThe palace halls were quiet, the kind of quiet that seeped into the walls. Midday light poured through the tall windows, cutting sharp lines across the black stone floors. Silas had retreated to his study, papers scattered across the desk, a pen idle in his hand. He’d been staring at the same page for the better part of an hour, his mind replaying the conversation on the balcony.The door opened without a knock.“You were listening.”He didn’t look up right away. “I listen to a lot of things.”Victoria stepped inside, closing the door with a soft click. “You were listening to me and Celeste.”Silas finally met her gaze. “You were standing outside my chambers. You knew I’d hear.”“You didn’t come out.”“She didn’t need me in that moment.”Victoria arched a brow, crossing the room to lean

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    Victoria didn’t respond right away. She let Celeste’s words settle between them, the morning air cool against their skin, the hum of the city far below serving as the only sound for a few moments.Then she spoke, her voice quieter than before. “You think you’re cursed,” she said, her tone steady but threaded with something heavier. “But our family… we’re the ones who are cursed.”Celeste’s brows lifted slightly, but she didn’t speak.Victoria’s gaze stayed on the horizon. “No one’s ever told me how it began. Every time I asked as a child, I got the same look, pity, and silence. But it’s been the same for as long as anyone can remember. No Alpha of our bloodline has ever been blessed with a mate. We’re leaders, but not chosen by the Moon Goddess. Not in the way you were. Our bonds are forged through politics, alliances… never fate.”Celeste’s

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    Celeste took a deep breath, the air seeming heavier in her lungs than it should have been.“I understand this power more than I want to,” she said finally, her voice low, steady, but threaded with something darker. “It’s dangerous. Too dangerous for someone... like me to have...”Her gaze drifted, unfocused, as though she was looking somewhere far beyond the walls of the Alpha King’s residence.“I remember the first time I lost control.”Victoria’s posture shifted, but she didn’t speak. She could feel the change in Celeste’s voice—the way it dipped, heavy with something she hadn’t planned to share.“It was years ago. I was young—too young to know what I could do, or how to stop it if it went wrong. I’d gotten into an argument with my parents. I don’t even remember what it was about anymore… something small. Stupid. But I was so angry. I could feel the heat building under my skin, like the world was closing in around me, and I just… snapped.”

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    The fire in his chambers had burned low, its embers pulsing in the quiet. Celeste hadn’t looked at him again since she’d told him she wouldn’t, couldn’t, feel the bond.Silas stayed where he was, seated on the edge of the bed, the mattress dipping slightly beneath his weight. Every steady rise and fall of her chest reassured his wolf that she was breathing, here, safe. But her words gnawed at him.It wasn’t rejection, not truly. Her voice hadn’t carried the sharp finality of it. But it was a boundary, and one she’d built with stone and steel.His wolf paced in his head, restless. She knows. She feels it. She’s ours.“She’s broken,” Silas murmured under his breath, careful not to wake her. “And we won’t be the ones to push her over the edge.”His wolf’s growl was soft, agitated. Then fix her. Show her…“Not like this,&rdquo

  • Beneath the Winter Moon   Chapter Thirty-Five

    The fire in Silas’s chambers burned low, casting an amber glow over the stone walls. Victoria paced the rug in tight, clipped steps, her voice low but sharp.“Who is she? What is she? Why didn’t you tell me? Silas, her skin was glowing. That’s not normal.”“Victoria,” he cut in, steady but firm, “sit down.”She froze for a second before lowering herself into the chair across from him, though her eyes kept darting to the bed where Celeste lay unmoving.“You remember the old histories,” Silas began, leaning forward, forearms braced on his knees. “The stories about the first royal lines, the ones chosen by the Moon Goddess herself?”Victoria gave a cautious nod. “Of course. Every wolf pup grows up on those tales. The Winters were the first.”“They weren’t just rulers by bloodline. Their power came directly from her. The Moon Goddess doesn&rsquo

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