Kael's POVLyriaโs words โ โSurrender, Kael. Surrender the throne to Magnus.โ โ echoed in my mind like a death knell.It wasnโt just the betrayal that tore at me.It was the clarity behind it.The grim, cold finality in her tone, as if she truly believed it. As if surrendering everything I had fought for โ everything we had fought for โ to Magnus, of all people, was the only right course.It was an additional confirmation that proved that Lyria was under the influence of Magnus' charm. If she had said, Give me back my throne, I would have understood. Hell, I would have welcomed it. I had never wanted the damn throne anyway. I hadn't taken the throne because I was hungry for power. I had believed that I was the last man in our bloodline so I was the only one that could take the throne. But little did I know these two old fools would come back from the dead.If Lyria had demanded it for herself โ demanded what was rightfully hers โ I would have dropped to my knees and handed it to her
Kael's POV Magnusโs scream ripped through the clearing like a wounded beast as Lyria drove the blade deep into his chest.The force of itโthe magic, the pain, the betrayalโsent a tremor through the earth beneath us. The ground quaked, stones split, and an invisible wave of power burst outward from Magnusโs crumbling body.I stumbled back, struggling to stay on my feet, my wounds throbbing, my blood slick against my skin. My heart pounded painfully in my ears as I watched the curse that had bound Lyria to Magnus snap like a chain pulled too taut.The bloody magic he had stitched himself together withโthe sacrifices, the dark ritualsโit began to unravel. I could see it: black veins of energy splintering in the air around him, fading, disintegrating into nothing.But even as his body convulsed and his blood soaked into the cracked ground, Magnus smiled.A slow, horrifying smile. One that chilled my battered soul to its core.โThis isnโt over,โ he rasped, blood gurgling from his mouth.A
Kael's POVFor a heartbeat, none of us moved.It was as if the very earth held its breath, caught in the throes of something too wicked to comprehend.Lyriaโs gasp shattered the silence."No... no, Hood... no!"Her voice cracked like glass under pressure, disbelief and horror woven tightly into each syllable. Her hands, once balled into fists of fury ready to strike, trembled at her sides.My own body refused to move. My knees buckled beneath me, but I was somehow still standing, frozen by shock more than strength. Hood who I just thought about, who I still believed cannot betray me in any way, who had been my beta for years and had even unknowingly proved his loyalty to me with the mere fact that he hesitated so much to use the bow and arrow to kill me when Garrick held his mate hostage and commanded him to kill me. Hood who likes to put life to the atmosphere with all manner of jokes.The idiot who once smeared berries across my sleeping face, who laughed the loudest during victor
Lyria's POVThe moment Hood uttered those words, I gasped.Even Kael, half-conscious and barely able to move, blinked in surprise. His fingers twitched against mine, the only sign that he'd heard. He couldn't speak, not in his condition, but I knew that the revelation had shocked him. I felt his breath catch, shallow and strained, his blood still seeping between my fingers as I held his wound together with desperate pressure.I looked at Hood, eyes wide, heart aching with both grief and fury. Ivy was dead."No..." I murmured, barely audible."She was gone... before Mira could even try," Hood choked out, his shoulders trembling. For a brief second, I saw the brokenness in his eyes. But that second was short-lived.Because then reality returnedโhe had stabbed Kael.I snapped. "So what? Was Kael responsible for her death? Was killing him your way of vengeance?"Hood flinched as if I'd slapped him, shaking his head furiously. "No! No! Gods, no! I didn'tโLyria, I didnโt do it out of hatred
Lyria's POVI felt like my whole world had gone numb as I sat frozen on the blood-stained earth, Kaelโs lifeless body cradled in my arms like a shattered relic of everything Iโd fought to protectโeverything Iโd ever loved. His blood soaked through my gown, still warm, but his bodyโฆ his body had gone cold.Too still. Too quiet.โMiraโฆโ My voice was a whisper, brittle and trembling. โConfirm again. PleaseโฆโShe didnโt respond at first. Her hands hovered over his chest, her fingers trembling, stained with the same crimson as mine. Her lips moved as if praying, but no sound came out. The scent of herbs and ash clung to the wind, mixing with blood and death.โMira,โ I begged, my voice rising with a panic I couldnโt contain. โPlease tell me heโs still breathing. You must have made a mistake.โShe swallowed hard, her eyes glistening. Then she slowly turned to me, and I saw it. The truth reflected in her gaze like a blade.โHeโs gone, Lyria,โ she said, her voice breaking. โKael isโฆ dead.โThe
Lyria's POVI stared at Mira as her words echoed over and over in my mind.Selective.What did that even mean? My heart was already torn, raw from too much grief, and now it was caught between hope and fear again. I couldnโt stand the uncertainty clawing inside my chest.โMira,โ I croaked, my voice trembling as I held out my glowing palm. โWhat do you mean by selective?โShe turned to me slowly, as if bracing herself for the weight of what she was about to say. Her eyes flickered between my face and my hand, still glowing faintly in the dimming light of dusk.โThis powerโฆโ she said, her voice low but clear, โitโs not like other gifts, Lyria. It will not work on everyone you use it on. The Moon Goddess gave it to you, yesโbut youโre only a vessel. The power obeys her will, not yours.โI blinked, stunned. โBut I can heal, right? You said I could bring people backโฆโโYou can,โ she nodded. โYou can heal sickness, injuriesโeven restore life. But only if the Moon Goddess wills it. Thatโs wh
Lyria's POVThe moment Kaelโs eyes fluttered open, I forgot how to breathe.For a second, I thought I had imagined it. But then his lashes trembled again, slow and uncertain like a dream rousing itself to life. I gasped, my hands flying to my mouth as his chest rose with a deep inhale, and color returned to his face like dawn breaking through a long night. The gaping wound that had spilled his life onto the earth was gone. Not a trace left. Not even a scar. The ground where he lay was wet with blood, but his skin now bore no sign that he had ever been touched by death.My heart exploded.โKael,โ I whispered, the name catching in my throat like a prayer half-formed.His eyes opened. Fully this time. Slowly. Those familiar, warm eyes that I thought Iโd never see again blinked up at the sky before they turned toward me. For a beat, he just staredโconfused, dazed, like someone waking from a deep slumber. Then his brows furrowed and his lips parted slightly.โLyria?โA sob tore out of me
Kael's POV I watched with swelling pride as the warriorsโthose who had once laid still in pain or deathโstaggered forward, their expressions a mix of awe, gratitude, and disbelief. Some had risen from death itself, their eyes wide and trembling with the weight of life returning to their bodies. Others who had been too injured to move now stood tall and whole, like they'd never tasted the edge of death.And they all came to Lyria.One by one, they approached herโsome kneeling, others bowing their heads, a few clutching their chests in reverenceโas they thanked her over and over. Their words were thick with emotion. But Lyria only offered them a warm, gentle smile and said, โThank the Moon Goddess. She chose you to stay.โThe humility in her voice stunned me. Power like that could easily corrupt someone, yet she wore it like a gentle blessing. Not a crown.Lyria and I continued walking together, hand in hand. Mira had summoned a few of her assistants, and I glanced back to see them ge
Lyria's POVIt was well into the night by the time Kael returned, but everyone had stayed awake all along. Even before his return, right from the time Magnus was killed and defeated, and everyone got to know, the whole palace had become a beehive of activity. While some got busy taking away Ivy's body which Magnus used, some took care of the mess that had been created in my room, while the rest even came up with a little plan, deciding that if the king did not return soon, they would go all out into the night to look for their king. Thank goddess Kael came back just when they were planning it. Now, Kael stood before a crowded hall, his hands intertwined in mine while we had Mira and Hood flanking us as Kael prepared to address everyone who had been jubilating for the final victory that came from Kael and I. Soon, one of them shouted, Long live the King! Long live the Queen! Another followed, and another, till I lost count, till everyone of them started chanting it. I couldn't he
Lyria's POVThe metallic tang of blood still hung in the air, staining the wooden floor and seeping into my senses even though I had already left the room. I stood just outside the threshold, trembling slightly, not from fear, but from the aftermath of what had just unfolded.Hood stood by me, his broad frame solid and unmoving, acting as a silent shield. Mira soon joined us, her face pale and her eyes reflecting the swirl of shock still settling inside her. Behind us, the hallway was chaotic. Warriors murmured to one another, confused but ready for action, and palace workers stood stiffly, waiting for instruction. The eerie silence that followed the confrontation had now morphed into hushed chaos.Hood finally raised his voice, commanding with the same strength he had used when leading warriors in battle. โDrag her out,โ he said flatly, motioning to the twisted, bloodied body that had once resembled Ivy. โThatโs not her anymore. That was Magnus.โThe warriors hesitated for a beat, a
Lyria's POVThe letter shook in my trembling hands, its corners crumpled from how tightly I gripped it. I had found it under the pillow, as though Kael couldnโt bear to place it anywhere else, as though hiding it there would soften the blow. But it didnโt. It shattered something deep inside me.He was gone.He left without taking a single warrior, without so much as a whisper in my directionโno warning, no goodbye. Only a letter. One that didnโt even say where he was going. It only spoke about how he didnโt want me to get hurt. As though I would be fine watching him walk straight into danger alone. As though my heart wouldn't tear apart with worry.He must be far away now. Far enough that the bond between us had dulled to a fragile echo, a dim hum instead of the steady, grounding presence I was used to. That bond was my compass, my anchorโand now, with it so faint, I felt like I was drifting.And how do I tell him?How do I tell him that Iโm pregnant? That thereโs a tiny, flickering l
Kael's POV The journey to the seer felt like walking through a tunnel with no end, the terrain familiar and yet stretched endlessly under the weight of my thoughts. I knew I didnโt have the luxury of time, but each step closer to the seerโs dwelling made me feel heavier. Like the very act of seeking answers was slowly anchoring me in a truth I might not be ready to face.When I finally reached the seerโs small hut nestled between withered oaks and whispering moss, I didnโt bother knocking. She was already outside, sitting cross-legged before her fire, her eyes half-lidded as if she'd been waiting for me since the beginning of time."You wish to chase a shadow that refuses to die," she said, before I could utter a word. Her voice was raspy, like dry leaves dragged across stone.I froze. I shouldn't have been surprised. She always knew. "Then you already know why Iโm here."She nodded once, the motion slow and eerie. "The man you seek now wears two skins."My brows creased. "What does
Kael's POVThe dull light of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow over the room. But I didnโt move. I couldnโt. I lay there, glued to the edge of the bed, my back turned to Lyria. My body still ached, not just from the war, not just from the fight, but from something heavier. It was fear. The fear of uncertainties. Fear that the danger that still lingered out there, if left uncurbed, will come back in a more deadly wave The sex Lyria and I had last night felt greatโintense and raw, and for a moment, it had numbed everything. Her touch had silenced the voices. Her breath on my skin had reminded me I was still hunanโstill hers. But come morning, the weight returned with cruel clarity.Magnus wasnโt dead.Heโd vanished. Again. Like a cursed shadow slithering into the cracks of the world, waiting to reform. I could feel it in my bones, in the dread pooling in my chest. This wasnโt over. It was just delayed. And I couldnโt stomach the thought of him coming backโto hu
Lyria's POV I woke up the next morning wrapped in a cocoon of warmth and soft sheets, Kaelโs arm draped protectively around my waist, his breathing steady behind me. The first rays of sunlight streamed through the slightly drawn curtains, casting golden streaks across the room, bathing everything in a tender glow.For a fleeting moment, the chaos of the war, the bloodshed, and the pain from the night before slipped from my mind. All I could think ofโfeel, evenโwas the raw intensity and depth of what had transpired between Kael and me last night.My body still tingled with the memory of his hands on my skin, the hunger in his kiss, the fire in his eyes. The way we came together like two halves of the same soul desperately finding home in one another after being torn apart.I smiled to myself, a slow, dreamy kind of smile. My fingers traced over the crook of my neck where Kael had marked meโhis mark. It pulsed faintly now with a warmth I couldnโt explain, like a star lodged under my sk
Kael's POV The moment we got into the room now after leaving the palace, Lyria slumped unto the bed tiredly and I sat next to her. โYou were incredible back there,โ I murmured, still trying to believe everything Iโd seen with my own eyes. โThey were dead, Lyria. Some of them were gone. But you brought them back.โShe gave me a small, humble smile. โI didnโt bring them back, Kael. The moon goddess did. I was just a vessel.โโBut without you, they would have stayed gone,โ I insisted.Lyria didnโt argueโshe never took creditโbut she also didnโt deny the truth. Instead, she stared at the floor for a moment, her fingers tightening around mine.Then, after a few paces of silence, she spoke. โIโve been thinking about Hoodโฆโ her voice was low, laced with sorrow. โIf he had known that Ivy would still come back to lifeโeven if just unconsciousโI think he might have held on. Might not have run into the remnants of Magnusโ magic.โI looked at her. Her expression was steady, but grief shimmered j
Kael's POV I watched with swelling pride as the warriorsโthose who had once laid still in pain or deathโstaggered forward, their expressions a mix of awe, gratitude, and disbelief. Some had risen from death itself, their eyes wide and trembling with the weight of life returning to their bodies. Others who had been too injured to move now stood tall and whole, like they'd never tasted the edge of death.And they all came to Lyria.One by one, they approached herโsome kneeling, others bowing their heads, a few clutching their chests in reverenceโas they thanked her over and over. Their words were thick with emotion. But Lyria only offered them a warm, gentle smile and said, โThank the Moon Goddess. She chose you to stay.โThe humility in her voice stunned me. Power like that could easily corrupt someone, yet she wore it like a gentle blessing. Not a crown.Lyria and I continued walking together, hand in hand. Mira had summoned a few of her assistants, and I glanced back to see them ge
Lyria's POVThe moment Kaelโs eyes fluttered open, I forgot how to breathe.For a second, I thought I had imagined it. But then his lashes trembled again, slow and uncertain like a dream rousing itself to life. I gasped, my hands flying to my mouth as his chest rose with a deep inhale, and color returned to his face like dawn breaking through a long night. The gaping wound that had spilled his life onto the earth was gone. Not a trace left. Not even a scar. The ground where he lay was wet with blood, but his skin now bore no sign that he had ever been touched by death.My heart exploded.โKael,โ I whispered, the name catching in my throat like a prayer half-formed.His eyes opened. Fully this time. Slowly. Those familiar, warm eyes that I thought Iโd never see again blinked up at the sky before they turned toward me. For a beat, he just staredโconfused, dazed, like someone waking from a deep slumber. Then his brows furrowed and his lips parted slightly.โLyria?โA sob tore out of me