LOGINLORA'S POV Supper finished quietly, a rare and lovely time where we stayed together, not as broken parts from a painful past, but as one true family. It felt unreal. For many years, I had told myself that living without Jasper was unavoidable, that raising our children alone was my only future. But now, we were here. A complete family at last.Destiny had pushed us through many painful trials, throwing one cruel hardship after another at us. The Moon Goddess, with all her knowledge, had created a road filled with sorrow and yearning. But somehow, through everything, we still found our way back to each other. After supper, we brought the children to their separate rooms. They were so excited, especially after they understood they no longer needed to stay in the same room. I already knew Jasper would spoil them endlessly, trying to make up for all the time he had lost. Immediately Syrah and Mira settled in their rooms, I turned to walk toward my chamber, but a firm yet gentle hand s
LORA'S POV I couldn’t pull my gaze away from Jasper while we returned to the palace. Every few moments, I looked toward him again, terrified he might leave me again. Yet he remained beside me. His fingers remained intertwined with mine. I felt his hold steady and comforting. And for the first time, I didn’t resent how possessive it felt. "I’m starving!" Syrah complained dramatically, laying her hands on her stomach as we entered inside. Jasper laughed softly, finally letting go of my hand only to slide his arm across Syrah’s shoulders, drawing her near. I noticed the warmth that filled his eyes, mixed with slight amazement as he studied her as she was now looking taller , older, and far more mature than the last time he had seen her. I watched them quietly, my heart full of emotion. "That’s probably the reason you’re growing so quickly," Jasper teased her, lightly squeezing her shoulder. "I stayed unconscious for barely over a week, and suddenly you’ve grown years older.
LORA'S POV "I have to admit, they genuinely exceeded their father's reputation. They are the youngest and quickest successors to overcome the Truthbound Maze," Ronan confessed, unable to conceal the respect and pride woven into his voice. Syrah smiled brightly at him, her once young face now more mature, her eyes holding more insight far beyond her age. “We did really well, didn’t we, Uncle Ronan?” Ronan blinked slowly. “Uncle?” he repeated softly. A low laugh left his lips, filled with surprise and amusement. He looked at me, silently asking if I was really okay with it. I curved my lips into a smile. "You and Jasper were nearly like siblings. I don't find anything strange about them calling you that." "Mom, I'm starving," Mira suddenly announced, his voice sounding more deeper than before, startling me for a second. "Me too, Mom," Syrah added, rubbing her belly dramatically. I let out a gentle laugh, running my fingers through their hair. "Come along, both of you. I
LORA'S POV Several hours had passed since the twins stepped inside the Truthbound Maze. There was no possible way to tell if they remained unharmed within or if the maze had already started challenging them in manners far beyond our understanding. My chest felt torn apart, caught between faith in my children's abilities and the crushing terror of what they could be enduring by themselves.The evening sun had started dipping below the horizon, casting shadows across the massive gateway, yet I remained rooted in that place. The crowd that had filled the area before had slowly faded away, leaving only a few sentries positioned near the entrance. Even the council elders, the same individuals who forced this ordeal upon my children, had withdrawn for the evening, apparently content now that they had delivered Syrah and Mira into the maze's hold."You ought to rest, my lady," Ronan's voice sounded behind me in a calm voice.I shifted my attention from the entrance and found him standing th
LORA'S POV I balled my hands into fists, frustration blazing inside me like an uncontrollable fire. “Beta Ronan, we can’t permit this! They’re only children! There’s absolutely no possibility they’ll make it through the Truthbound Maze!” My voice trembled, yet I refused to surrender to the fear gnawing at me. I walked restlessly around the chamber, my thoughts spinning wildly in search of an answer—anything that could stop this madness.Beta Ronan released a weary breath, his face clouded with seriousness. “There’s nothing within my power to change at the moment, my lady,” he confessed, rubbing the nape of his neck. “This procedure is lawful and follows the court’s regulations. The elders are entitled to challenge the children’s right to the throne.”I spun toward him, desperation flashing in my stare. “But they’re children! Can this not be postponed until they reach adulthood?”He paused before replying, reluctance heavy in his voice. “Truthfully, the law states that once an heir re
LORA'S POV The week was nearing its end, yet the elders stayed quiet. No summons arrived, no accusations surfaced, no intimidations reached my ears. On the outside, it appeared as though they had acknowledged Jasper's announcement that I would become queen. But inwardly, I understood the truth. Their silence wasn't approval, it was calculation. They were waiting, scheming, and buying time. Jasper was improving, though he still hadn't regained consciousness. His injuries had closed, yet his body remained imprisoned in sleep. We were doing all we could to conceal the truth from those who desired the throne's downfall, but we couldn't preserve the illusion forever. Eventually, someone would know. The thought burdened me heavily while I sat beside his bedside, observing the steady movement of his chest rising and falling. A sound at the entrance snapped me out of my thoughts. Beta Ronan walked in, carrying his usual calm demeanor. "Good morning, my lady," he greeted, briefly glancin
LORA'S POV I stayed on top of him while both of us tried to breathe properly again, our bodies still close and unwilling to part. My chest rose up and down unevenly as I struggled to steady myself, and I could still feel his thick length beating inside me, reminding me of what we had just done and
LORA'S POV "Please suck me more..." I whispered, my voice trembling as I leaned into him, unable to stop the intoxicating sensations resonating through my body. My hands pressed lightly against him, wanting more yet unsure on how to ask. Jasper’s grin widened further, his red eyes bright with tr
LORA'S POV I turned my head, doing everything I could to avoid Jasper’s fervent kisses, but he kept returning, refusing to stop, refusing to let me have any space. Every time I tried to move away, his lips would find me again—brushing along my jaw, sliding down the side of my neck, lingering over
LORA'S POV I had almost used the entire bottle of healing ointment by the time I finished treating all of Jasper’s injuries. The room was quiet except for the steady sound of his breathing. He had finally fallen into a deep sleep, his body surrendering to the pain and exhaustion he had been resist







