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Hidden Heiress: The Lycan King's Disfigured Queen Chapter 167 You are both...
"CHAPTER 11…VALENTINAThe silver glow on the horizon wouldn’t stop throbbing.Even after Luciano drifted back into sleep, even after Andres squeezed my hand and whispered he would stay by my side, even after Czer’s growl faded into the cold night… the light stayed, as though it had a vow to fulfill.The forest had gone quiet — unnaturally quiet. No insects, no wind. Even the trees seemed afraid to rustle. It felt as though we hadn’t just stepped out of the Rift Plane… but brought a piece of it back with us.Luciano lay wrapped in my arms, small but unbearably heavy— not in weight but in meaning. His aura still flickered in faint pulses, almost in rhythm with that distant glow.I stroked his hair. “You’re safe,” I whispered, more to myself than to him.But the words felt fragile even to my ears.My gaze drifted toward Andres.He stood at the edge of the ridge, staring toward the Moonwell’s light. His shoulders were tense, jaw set… but his eyes—something in him was unraveling.I could
Hidden Heiress: The Lycan King's Disfigured Queen Chapter 166 Not both will return...
"CHAPTER 10…ANDRESThe Ridge of Aedryn, the wind was different here. It carried the taste of iron and rain, threaded with silver dust that shimmered faintly whenever the moons shifted through the clouds.The place was surreal, as though myths were coming to reality.Somewhere behind me, I heard Valentina's whispers. She was singing a lullaby to Luciano, her tone soft and melodic, the kind of voice that could soothe even the wildest storm within me…I glanced over my shoulder. She sat on the mare, cloak brushing against the boy’s sleeping form. The child’s head rested against her chest, and in the faint light, his skin gleamed like moonstone.Every few breaths, that silver pulse beneath his temple flared again — the same rhythm that haunted my dreams.It had been hours since we left the valley, but the echoes of what happened there still clung to me as though it were still happening. Every rustle in the trees felt sentient. Every shadow moved just a little too slow…“Keep him covered,
Hidden Heiress: The Lycan King's Disfigured Queen Chapter 165 We're coming...
"CHAPTER 9…VALENTINAThe forest had changed. Every leaf, every branch, every ripple of the stream glimmered with a silver light that hadn’t been there before.The twin crescents on Luciano’s wrist pulsed in time with his heartbeat, and with every pulse, the ground beneath us seemed to hum. I clutched him closer, feeling both awe and fear.The wound in his hand had faded now, turning back to normal for now…Andres knelt beside us, his hands steadying our son. “It’s stronger than I thought,” he murmured, his voice low but firm. His golden eyes flickered to the treeline, scanning for danger.I could feel the tension in him, the Lycan coiled beneath his calm exterior, his muscles were taut…My focus broke at the sudden rustle. We both stiffened.Shadows shifted unnaturally among the trees, moving too fast, too fluid, as if the mist itself had come to life. Luciano stirred, his small fingers digging into my shoulder, and his eyes blinked open — silver flecks dancing in their depths.“Mama
Hidden Heiress: The Lycan King's Disfigured Queen Chapter 164 Silver blood...
"CHAPTER 8…VALENTINAThe aftermath was quiet — deceptively quiet. The valley held its breath, as if the temple’s collapse had only exhaled halfway and was still waiting to release. I sat on a moss-stained boulder, Luciano asleep in my arms, the faint silver glow at his temple pulsing gently like a heartbeat I could feel in my chest.Andres was nearby, his golden eyes scanning the horizon with practiced calm, but I knew better. The Lycan within him stirred beneath the surface, alert and tense. Every muscle of him was coiled, every sense stretching outward to catch the faintest tremor. His calm was a mask — and I loved him all the more for it.Whispers drifted through the air, faint, rhythmic, like prayers in a tongue older than the Circle itself. Not voices, not words I could fully grasp, but echoes. They came from the ruins of the temple, now just jagged stone and shattered murals. The door was gone, but I could feel its energy lingering in me, like a thread tugging softly at my soul
Hidden Heiress: The Lycan King's Disfigured Queen Chapter 163 It's just the beginning
"CHAPTER 7…ANDRESThe valley was silent, save for the soft stir of leaves and the distant drip of water through broken stones. I stood at the edge of the Gemini Temple, the mist curling around the ruins like living fingers. My eyes never left the great door — twin crescents pulsing faintly, breathing with a rhythm I could feel in my chest.Valentina sat beside Luciano in the carriage, his tiny hand curled around hers. Even asleep, he radiated something older than the morning, something that made the ground beneath us hum with recognition. I kept my hand on the hilt of my blade, though I doubted steel could hold back what had already begun to stir.The memory of the whisper echoed: “Every bridge bleeds when crossed.” It wasn’t just a warning. It was a prophecy, and it had found us…I stepped closer to the door, my boots crunching on the moss-stained stones. Valentina followed, her eyes wide, unguarded. “It’s… alive,” she whispered, voice trembling despite her usual composure.I nodded
Hidden Heiress: The Lycan King's Disfigured Queen Chapter 162 Every bridge bleeds when crossed...
"CHAPTER 6…VALENTINAHours had passed, the light had thinned to a pale shimmer, filtering through the veil of fog that clung to the Hollow Vale. The convoy moved in near silence now — no one dared speak above a whisper. Even the horses seemed uneasy, their hooves sinking into damp earth that pulsed faintly beneath them, as if the ground itself breathed.Luciano stirred against me. His little hand brushed my arm, tracing shapes he couldn’t name. “Mama,” he murmured, his voice low, yet clear, “the door is dreaming.”I froze, blinking. “What did you say, my love?”He blinked slowly, his eyes unfocused — moonlit and shadowed all at once. “It’s dreaming, but not sleeping. It wants to wake up.”Andres reined his horse beside us, his jaw tightened, his golden eyes scanning the trees, alert. He didn’t interrupt, didn’t tell our son to hush — just listened, the warrior lord in him already reading the omen beneath the child’s words.When I met his gaze, the fear I saw mirrored my own. Although
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