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Chapter Fourty One

Penulis: Haga Krisztina
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-08-30 00:23:54

The fire crackled, its flames painting the walls and ceiling with red-gold petals. It felt as if the whole world had fallen silent, leaving only the two of us. I felt Aedan’s gaze on me, felt the tension between us spreading slowly through the air. There was no fear in me. Only anticipation.

When his fingers touched my collarbone, gentle and careful, it was as if he had brushed against my soul. I didn’t pull back. I didn’t clutch my clothes around me the way I once would have. I simply let him
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    Morning arrived cautiously at the palace, as if the light itself were afraid to break the fragile, velvety silence left behind by the night. Sunbeams slowly crept up the heavy stone walls, glinted on the window glass, and finally reached the bed.Alexander was still beside me. He had not slept deeply; a kind of alert calm radiated from him, the way a wolf guards its den. When I shifted, he opened his eyes at once, but he did not attack me with questions, did not try to claim me immediately. He simply looked at me, and in his gaze lived every confession of the night before.I sat up slowly. I surprised myself. My body did not tense, did not search for the nearest exit. The memory of the night settled over me not as a burden, but like a warm, protective layer.“Good morning,” Alexander said, his voice carrying that deep, morning roughness that sent a shiver down my spine.“Good morning,” I replied, and smiled when I realized how natural those two words sounded between us.We did not rus

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    NyraThe wooden door opened softly, almost apologetically. The warmth of the room was touched by the scents of the outside world: blood, earth, forest. My stomach clenched at the smells, but my eyes locked instantly on the figure in the doorway.It was him. Aedan.His movements were weary, yet he c

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    AedanDawn crept slowly into the camp. It did not rush, did not break through with force, but brushed softly across the earth, over the canvas of the tents, the bark of the trees, as if it knew the world was still weary from the night. Golden streaks trickled through the leaves above, thinning the

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  • The Lycan King’s Broken Mate   Chapter Seventeen

    NyraThe fire’s warmth wrapped around me, soft and protective, as if it would never let me go. Above, through the canopy of leaves, the stars burned bright, watching in silence. Their conversation was woven with pauses, and the more I listened to Aedan and Cassian, the more I realized: there was no

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    NyraThe room’s quiet calm was woven with golden threads by the sinking sun. The curtain swayed gently in the breeze, and the scents—fresh flowers, resin, the breath of warm stone—filled the air as if nature itself wanted to convince me: for now, everything is all right.And yet, peace within me wa

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