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143| Behind the Curtains
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CLAIMED BY THE DEMON KING: DARK ROMANCE 204| The Weight of Loving a King
~Elara~Hours pass by and Dravon stays seated on his chair, one hand pressed to his forehead, his eyes shadowed by fatigue. I watch him in silence for a moment, feeling that ache in my chest that only he can cause, pride and worry tangled together like vines. As the person who encouraged him to review the documents I feel guilty that he has to work tirelessly. I've told him countless times that he can take a break but he still remains adamant on finishing everything.Finally, I move closer. “You’re going to split your skull if you keep scowling like that, my King.”He looks up at me slowly, his mouth twitching in a faint, reluctant smile. “You’re mocking your King, Queen Elara. Dangerous move.”“Maybe,” I murmur, stepping closer until my hand rests lightly on his arm. “But my King looks like he’s one breath away from turning to stone. You haven’t rested in days.”He catches my hand, turning it over and pressing a kiss to my wrist. His lips are warm, but there’s tension co
CLAIMED BY THE DEMON KING: DARK ROMANCE 203| His Queen Comes First
ELARA'S POVThe council hall empties slowly, like a storm easing after hours of thunder. The nobles bow and retreat with stiff backs, murmuring under their breath about things they dare not voice too loudly. The scent of tension lingers, sharp in the air.I move my shoulder uncomfortably, already tired of wearing the heavy cloak. I can't already imagine the relief I'll feel when I finally remove it.Suddenly I notice the council members halting at the door, giving way and bowing.Then I see Dravon walking in, his footstep fast yet still graceful. It's like he's hurrying to come meet me. He doesn't pay attention to the people bowing, he just walks past them, heading straight to where I'm seated. He's heading straight to me.His expression is filled with worry and anger at the same time as he approaches me. I sit still on the throne, letting out a sigh because I know I'm going to be responsible for calming his raging temper.As he finally meets me, my lips tug into a small smile. “Drav-
CLAIMED BY THE DEMON KING: DARK ROMANCE 202| The Last Warning
~Elara~“Your Majesty,” Lord Venric, his tone coated in skepticism, “are you certain that these…these orders are necessary? Some say…”I sit upright and glance at him, eyes narrowing. “Some say?” I ask, voice calm but sharp as a dagger. “That our people should have waited, hidden, begged for mercy? That’s the counsel you bring to me, in front of the court? That's the order I should've given out?”Lord Venric pales. “N-no, Your Majesty… I only meant…”“You only meant,” I repeat, letting my words hang like ice in the air. “That my judgment might be clouded? That perhaps… I am not fit to lead?”A stifled gasp rolls through the chamber. Heads turn. Eyes widen as I say their very thoughts out loud.I smile, faint and dangerous. “Let me remind you, the attacks were not my choice alone, but the inevitable consequence of our enemies daring to think we are weak.”I step forward, each footfall deliberate. My cloak flares behind me. “Anita and Calistra have struck, burned vi
CLAIMED BY THE DEMON KING: DARK ROMANCE 201| Throne of Whispers
ELARA'S POVThe palace feels heavier than it did yesterday.Every corner smells of tension, burned incense and a faint tang of fear, the aftermath of what Anita has done.I walk towards the throne room, two guards by my side. I'm to address the court council alone, without Dravon. Dravon is currently in a closed door meeting with the war council and Pack's security team in the court room, leaving me to face the court council in the throne room. I'm to give them a report of yesterday's visit to the destroyed villages. It'll be my first time addressing them without Dravon by my side so I'm slightly nervous.The grand doors of the throne room swing open, and I stride inside, my Queen’s cloak brushing the polished marble floors. The nobles glance up from their murmured debates, their whispers rising like an uneasy wind. Unlike the court room which has seats for all to settle down, the throne room only has a throne for the King and Queen. The entire council members stand, huddled to a si
CLAIMED BY THE DEMON KING: DARK ROMANCE 200| Purple and Black- The Queen's Mark
~Elara~They move fast, including the welfare team, entering into burnt homes, checking for people hiding in fear or the wounded. There's an eerily silence. It’s the kind of silence that feels alive, waiting.I kneel beside a fallen woman. She's a young she-wolf, barely older than me when I first came to Winterwood. Her eyes are open, glassy. There’s no fear left, only stillness.Her hand still grips something. I pry it gently open. It’s a charm, a small wolf carved from bone. A protection amulet.It didn’t protect her.“Dravon,” I call softly. “They didn’t even have time to fight back.”He joins me, crouching beside the body. His jaw tightens. “Silver burns on her wounds. They were hunted.”My stomach twists. “Anita’s wolves.”He doesn’t answer. He doesn’t have to.I look around again. Every burned home, every body, every trace of destruction, all of it is a message. Anita didn’t just attack, she performed this massacre. How did she gather such a huge norma
CLAIMED BY THE DEMON KING: DARK ROMANCE 199| Embers of War
ELARA'S POVWithin hours, the Pack erupts into chaos. The healing facilities around have been filled with the wounded, even the royal infirmary is packed. Emergency horns sound across the Pack, signalling for people to be alert. The palace is no different as everyone is filled with fear. Messengers race through the hall bringing different letters from Alphas across the kingdom.The war council, court council as well as all security personnel have been summoned.I stand beside Dravon at the head of the long oak table, staring at the digital maps displayed before us. The red markers spread like spilled blood across our borders.“How many casualties?” I ask.“Too many,” answers Micheal grimly. “Dozens dead. Survivors say Anita’s wolves fought with silver-coated claws. Ruthless. No mercy.”I grip the edge of the table. “And Calistra?”Micheal’s eyes darken. “Rumor says she’s with her.”Of course she is.The two women who once swore to ruin me are now back, and this ti
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