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Chapter 140 The whispering bloodline
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2025-10-12 10:45:01VALENTINA
The council chamber reeked of smoke, incense, and judgment. Whispers snapped through the air like biting insects, brushing against my skin until every nerve screamed. Even though the Trial had ended, its shadow clung to me like a shroud.
Some called me dangerous. Some called me a weapon. Others said nothing at all—just stared with veiled fear as though the shadows still curled at my feet.
And maybe they did.
I felt the echo of them inside me, restless and sharp. My blood hummed with power that didn’t belong to anyone else in this chamber, not even Andres.
“Lady Valentina.” One of the elder Alphas leaned forward, his wrinkled hands clasped over a silver cane. His eyes, sharp as a hawk’s, didn’t flinch from mine. “Blood never lies. Power never comes unearned. Remember that.”
My pulse hitched. It wasn’t his words—it was the weight of them, the implication that he knew somethi
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Hidden Heiress: The Lycan King's Disfigured Queen Chapter 140 The whispering bloodline
VALENTINAThe council chamber reeked of smoke, incense, and judgment. Whispers snapped through the air like biting insects, brushing against my skin until every nerve screamed. Even though the Trial had ended, its shadow clung to me like a shroud.Some called me dangerous. Some called me a weapon. Others said nothing at all—just stared with veiled fear as though the shadows still curled at my feet.And maybe they did.I felt the echo of them inside me, restless and sharp. My blood hummed with power that didn’t belong to anyone else in this chamber, not even Andres.“Lady Valentina.” One of the elder Alphas leaned forward, his wrinkled hands clasped over a silver cane. His eyes, sharp as a hawk’s, didn’t flinch from mine. “Blood never lies. Power never comes unearned. Remember that.”My pulse hitched. It wasn’t his words—it was the weight of them, the implication that he knew somethi
Hidden Heiress: The Lycan King's Disfigured Queen Chapter 139 The trial of shadows
VALENTINAThe court buzzed like a living beast, whispers curling around me like smoke, biting at my skin. Even after the relic shattered, its remnants lingered—not in metal, not in crystal, but in me. In the black-gold fire coiling beneath my veins, itching, and hungry.The last night was chaotic and my awakened power had spread, letting the court take over. Worse, now I stood in the center as a criminal.Kira growled inside me, 'It’s coming. They want to see. Are you ready?' Her words were low and filled with warning.I swallowed against the tightness in my throat. 'Ready? I wasn’t ready, but hiding had never been my way. Not now. Not ever.'Andres’s hand brushed mine as he leaned close, his golden eyes flickering with both worry and fire. “Val… you don’t have to do this.” He had offered me to take care of it.I turned to him, letting the dark pulse in me flare slightly, a warning, a tether. “Andres… if I hide, Alessio wins. He wants me weak, scared, and unsure. If I fight… if I step
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VALENTINA'Wa-as it Alessio though?' I asked, fear suddenly raising within me.'I...' Kira humped, her words didn't come out.The echo of the shattered relic still vibrated in my chest. Its power… its memory… it had left something inside me. Something hungry.Kira growled, low and warning, vibrating in my chest. 'Val… do you feel it?'I clenched my fists. 'I do.' My voice was low, tight against my throat. My nails dug into the palms of my hands until the pain spread heat through my veins."Valentina?" Andres looked confused.“It’s… inside me.” I muttered in a daze.Andres stepped forward, his golden eyes were sharp. “Inside you? What do you mean?”“I mean… it whispers,” I hissed, swaying slightly. “It doesn’t speak with words. It speaks with hunger, with fire. I can feel… power crawling beneath my skin.” At the moment I didn't even know what I was saying.His hands shot out, gripping my shoulders. His eyes were anxious. “Valentina, listen to me. That is dangerous. You need to—”“I’m n
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VALENTINAThe hall was empty now, the court dispersing with whispers that carried both awe and fear. But in my chest, the echoes of what had just happened thundered louder than any noble's words.I sank to the marble floor, letting my knees buckle beneath me. The relic—the fragment of Dayneris’ essence was gone, crushed beneath Andres’ hand. I should have felt relief, but instead, my stomach churned with something heavier, something darker. A strange sort of guilt tangled inside me.I had seen it in Andres’ eyes—the golden storm, the raw, untamed fury. He had stepped between me and Alessio, and in that instant, I had felt both protected and fragile. Like I was a flame he would guard with his life… but a flame that could easily be snuffed out by the very power meant to protect it.‘Kira,’ I whispered under my breath. My wolf stirred inside, sharp and fierce.He is dangerous… but he is ours. We are bound. But… Can I survive all this?The garden offered a welcome respite, a sanctuary fro
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ANDRESThe word relic hit me like a blow to the chest. My pulse spiked, my eyes flaring as my every instinct screamed at me.Alessio! That bastard!Always bold, always scheming. And now… he dared to drag the shadow of Dayneris back into my world.“Jarvis, tell me you’re mistaken,” I growled, my voice low and dangerous.Jarvis’s eyes were wide, he trembled beneath my stare. “My King… he’s serious. The court, They're gathered. And the second prince—he has brought it. He has brought out a relic of Lady Dayneris.”I felt the world narrowed to a single point: the name itself was the echo of her essence—once mine—now weaponized by my own blood.I clenched my fists, knuckles white, and my wolf stirred, snarling beneath my skin, hungry for confrontation.I felt Valentina’s eyes on me.“Stay here,” I gritted my teeth, my words were sharp.
Hidden Heiress: The Lycan King's Disfigured Queen Chapter 135 A relic
VALENTINAMorning light trickled into the chamber, soft and golden, but to me it felt like a cruel reminder that nothing was truly resolved.I lay there in Andres’s arms, my cheek pressed against his chest. His grip was tight—too tight, as though if he dared to loosen even a fraction, I would slip away forever. His heartbeat was steady, yet it thudded with a desperation that made me ache.I thought his confession would bring me peace. That knowing the truth of Dayneris would put my doubts to rest. Instead, it left me tangled in contradictions.He said he loved me. Swore it. Bled it. And I believed him. Goddess, I did.But belief is not the same as certainty.“Valentina,” his voice rumbled above me, low and husky with sleep, “you’re awake.”I hummed softly, not trusting my voice. His hand brushed my hair back, his fingers lingering against my temple as if memorizing me again and again.&
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