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Doubts.

Penulis: Luna Bella
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-11 05:01:25

Selena.

The corridor outside Queen Luna’s chamber always felt different from the rest of the pack house, as though even the air there had been trained to move more carefully.

I noticed it every time I came out of that room, as the silence followed me a few steps longer than it should have before dissolving back into the normal rhythm of the packhouse.

I adjusted the sleeve of my dress as I walked, more out of habit than necessity, trying to steady the faint pressure still sitting behind my rib
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  • He called me fat....I stole his uncle   Doubts.

    Selena.The corridor outside Queen Luna’s chamber always felt different from the rest of the pack house, as though even the air there had been trained to move more carefully. I noticed it every time I came out of that room, as the silence followed me a few steps longer than it should have before dissolving back into the normal rhythm of the packhouse.I adjusted the sleeve of my dress as I walked, more out of habit than necessity, trying to steady the faint pressure still sitting behind my ribs from the visit.Denver's mother had been more awake today than usual, her voice a little clearer, her gaze lingering longer when she spoke. It should have been comforting to see that, but instead it left me unsettled in a way I couldn’t quite explain, like I had been standing too close to something fragile without knowing where to place my hands.By the time I reached the corner leading away from her wing, I told myself I just needed air. Something ordinary. Something that didn’t carry weight

  • He called me fat....I stole his uncle   Coincidence?

    Denver.The office was quieter than usual, the low, steady hum of the air conditioner stretching the silence into something heavier than it should have been.I leaned back in my chair, fingers steepled beneath my chin, my gaze fixed on the pack healer as she arranged her notes with deliberate care.She didn’t look at me immediately.She never did.Careful. Controlled. The kind of woman who understood that words carried weight long before they were spoken.“You called,” she said at last, her voice even, professional.“I did,” I replied. “I need answers.”Her eyes lifted then, settling on me with quiet understanding. “About Selena?”“Yes.”There was no point circling it.“Why hasn’t she conceived?”The question settled between us, heavier than the room itself.She exhaled slowly, setting her notes aside before folding her hands together. “I’ve been monitoring her closely. Her cycles, her hormonal patterns, her response to treatment. I’ve adjusted everything within my capacity to give he

  • He called me fat....I stole his uncle   Assurance

    Denver. By the time I stepped into the room, the lights were low and the silence had already settled into something deeper than quiet.Selena was in bed.Sleeping, or that was what she wanted me to believe. I closed the door behind me without making a sound, my gaze resting on her immediately as I took a few steps further inside. She lay on her side, facing away from me, the soft rise and fall of her breathing just steady enough to pass for sleep, but not enough to convince me.She wasn’t asleep, her breathing was yet to even out.For a moment, I said nothing, just stood there watching her, letting the weight of the evening settle properly in my mind now that I was away from the noise, away from the careful conversations and controlled expressions.Tonight had not been easy on her.Not with the way the room had shifted, not with the things that had been said, and certainly not with the pressure that had been sitting unspoken beneath all of it.The expectation.The quiet, constant nee

  • He called me fat....I stole his uncle   Replacing Selena.

    Talia.The walk back to my room was quieter than the one that had brought me to dinner.Not because anything had changed.But because everything had gone exactly as I intended.I let the door close softly behind me, the faint click echoing just enough to settle into the silence of the room before I moved further inside. My mind is replaying every moment of the dinner we just had. For a moment, I stood there.Then, slowly, I exhaled.A small smile touched my lips, subtle, controlled—but real.It had gone well.Better than well.Selena had held herself together, just as I knew she would. She had smiled, responded exactly as expected, and maintained that careful composure she wore like armor.But I had seen it.The hesitation.The stillness.The moment something landed just a little deeper than she wanted it to.And that was enough.I moved toward the dresser, reaching up to remove my earrings, placing them carefully on the surface as my reflection caught in the mirror.Calm.Measured.U

  • He called me fat....I stole his uncle   Expectations

    Selena.When I stepped back into the dining room, nothing had changed.The candles still burned with the same steady glow, their light dancing softly across the polished surface of the table. The plates remained untouched, the arrangement precise, undisturbed, as though time itself had paused in my absence.And yet, something felt different.Not in the room.In me.I walked back to my seat with measured steps, aware of Denver’s gaze before I even looked at him. It settled on me the moment I crossed the threshold, steady, quiet, observant in a way that made it clear he had noticed more than I would have preferred.I didn’t acknowledge it immediately.Instead, I took my seat, smoothing my dress with practiced ease, allowing my movements to remain as composed as they had been before I left. If there was anything unsettled beneath the surface, it would stay there.Across from me, Talia watched without appearing to watch.Her posture was relaxed, her expression calm, but there was a stilln

  • He called me fat....I stole his uncle   Glowing.

    Selena.The walk to the dining felt longer than it should have, the quiet stretching between us in a way that made every step feel more deliberate than the last. Denver stayed beside me, his presence steady and grounding, close enough that I could feel the subtle awareness of him without needing to look, and once, just once, his hand brushed lightly against mine as though reminding me that I wasn’t walking into this alone.Behind us, Talia followed at an unhurried pace, her steps soft against the floor, measured in a way that made it clear she was neither trying to intrude nor distance herself too much. She didn’t attempt conversation, didn’t try to close the space between us, and somehow that restraint made her presence feel more intentional, not less.By the time we entered the dining room, everything had already been prepared with quiet precision. The long table was set beneath soft candlelight, the glow reflecting gently against polished surfaces and casting shadows that moved

  • He called me fat....I stole his uncle   Survival.

    Selena.They returned me to my room without ceremony.No apology. No explanation. Just a pair of guards walking me back through halls I knew too well, their footsteps echoing as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. As if I had not been locked away beneath the ground and forgotten.The door

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  • He called me fat....I stole his uncle   Simple truth.

    Denver.The door closes behind her with a soft sound that lingers longer than it should.I remain where I am, my gaze fixed on the grain of the desk, a copy of the contract still lying open where I placed it. I do not move. I do not exhale. Years of command have taught me how to sit with decisions

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  • He called me fat....I stole his uncle   Price for freedom

    Selena. I didn’t sleep last night. I kept turning in bed until morning came, my thoughts running in circles.I couldn’t stop thinking about what Denver might want from me. What kind of offer could he possibly make?I didn’t have to wait long.Not long after sunrise, a maid knocked on my door and t

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  • He called me fat....I stole his uncle   Bitter Truth

    Trigger warnings: This chapter contains physical assault, threats, and parental betrayal.-----Selena.Christopher found me the next morning.I felt it the moment the guards outside my door shifted, their posture changing in that subtle way that meant someone important had arrived. Someone they ans

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