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I cannot let it happen

Author: King Victory
last update publish date: 2026-03-22 21:46:52

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Henry’s steps echoed down the long hallway, soft but deliberate, as if each footfall was a drumbeat of the storm raging inside him. His hand curled tightly at his sides, slick with sweat, and the dread sitting low in his stomach gnawed at him like a living thing.

He was nervous. Not the kind of nervousness he had ever felt before—not at war councils, not at battles where the pack’s lives had hung in the balance, not even at the moment he had been presented as the new Alpha. Never
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  • His Mate, But Not His Luna   Henry’s irritation

    Author’s POVThe office fell silent the moment Isyra left. She had walked out with a noticeable lightness in her steps, convinced she had successfully manipulated Henry into believing Madam Joyce and Lysera were working together to destroy her reputation. Convinced she had turned his anger toward them and pulled him back onto her side once again.Henry remained standing where she had left him, his eyes fixed on the closed door long after the sound of her footsteps disappeared down the hallway.The room suddenly felt too quiet.Slowly, Henry exhaled and dragged a hand down his face before turning toward his desk again. The papers scattered across it blurred together meaninglessly now. His mind was elsewhere entirely.On Isyra, Madam Joyce and on Lysera. And on the mess growing larger around all of them.Henry lowered himself back into his chair slowly, his gaze hardening little by little as he replayed everything Isyra had just told him.The guards had been found. That part was true. N

  • His Mate, But Not His Luna   Madam Joyce and Lysera are working together

    Author’s POVHenry went completely still. For a brief second, there was no reaction on his face at all. Then slowly, his brows pulled together harder.“What?” he asked quietly.Isyra lowered her eyes immediately, as though ashamed to even repeat it.“I know how it sounds,” she said softly. “That’s why I didn’t want to say anything at first.”Henry’s gaze remained fixed on her face, sharp now and attentive in a way that made her feel slightly steadier inside.“She said that?” he asked again.Isyra nodded faintly. “She implied that you and I were falling apart,” she whispered. “And that… she could step into my place.”A flicker of irritation crossed Henry’s features instantly. Good. Isyra saw it and pressed further carefully.“She kept smiling at me while saying it,” Isyra continued, wrapping her arms tighter around herself. “The way she looked at me…” She swallowed hard. “It felt wrong.”Henry’s jaw tightened.“And then,” Isyra added quietly, “she started talking about the guards from

  • His Mate, But Not His Luna   It is Madam Joyce!

    Author’s POVBy the time Isyra reached the pack house, she had worked herself into a frenzy.Her breathing was uneven, sharp and shallow as she hurried through the grounds. Her heart hammered violently against her ribs, each beat harder than the last, until it felt as though it might burst straight out of her chest.Panic clawed at her from the inside. Not the graceful sort she could bury beneath tears and soft smiles. This was ugly panic. Wild panic. The kind that made her thoughts trip over themselves.Madam Joyce knew too much. Too much. And if Henry truly was questioning those guards right now—No.No.Isyra pushed the thought away immediately as she stormed through the large entrance doors of the pack house.The sound echoed loudly enough that every servant in the main hall turned toward her at once. Conversation died instantly. The atmosphere shifted the moment they saw her expression.Isyra barely noticed. Her eyes swept across the room frantically, searching for Henry. When sh

  • His Mate, But Not His Luna   Madam Joyce laughed

    Author’s POVA soft chuckle escaped Madam Joyce.“But we saw everything.”Isyra said nothing. Could say nothing because beneath the humiliation and fury, something much darker was beginning to spread through her chest.Panic.Not loud panic, not screaming terror. It was the cold kind. The kind that crawled slowly into the bones.Madam Joyce knew too much. Far too much.“And Lysera?” Madam Joyce smiled faintly. “That poor child spent years suffering while everyone called her wicked.”The mention of her sister immediately reignited Isyra’s anger.“Do not speak about her like you know her,” Isyra snapped viciously. “She is manipulative. Jealous. Violent.”Madam Joyce looked almost amused. “Is she?”The question felt less like curiosity and more like mockery.“She learned from the best, didn’t she?”Isyra’s eyes flashed silver instantly. “How dare you.”Madam Joyce remained entirely calm beneath the pressure of her rage.“That’s the interesting part,” she said softly. “You still don’t und

  • His Mate, But Not His Luna   I am your greatest enemy

    Author’s POVFor a moment, Isyra forgot how to breathe. The color drained violently from her face, so fast it was almost frightening to watch. One second she was flushed with anger, the next she looked as though every drop of blood had been ripped from beneath her skin.Shock crashed through her so hard that even her wolf recoiled inside her. Her lips parted.“Y-you…!”The words came out broken and strangled, trembling beneath the weight of disbelief. Rage followed immediately after, hot and vicious, but it tangled together with something far worse.Fear. Real fear.For once, Isyra could not force her thoughts into order fast enough to speak.Madam Joyce’s grin widened slowly. It was not a pleasant smile anymore. Not polite or respectful. Standing there beneath the afternoon sunlight with Isyra’s perfume wrapped around her body and satisfaction gleaming in her eyes, she looked almost inhuman.Like something beautiful that had crawled out of the dark wearing a woman’s skin. An angel of

  • His Mate, But Not His Luna   I used your seal

    Author’s POVIsyra stood alone in the garden, staring blankly at a blooming white rose.The flower swayed gently beneath the afternoon breeze, elegant and delicate beneath the sunlight. Normally, she would have admired it. She would have bent slightly to inhale its scent and thought about how beautiful it would look woven into the decorations for her Luna ceremony.Today, she felt nothing.The world around her seemed muffled, distant, drowned beneath the pressure tightening around her chest.Footsteps approached from behind, soft against the stone pathway. Isyra did not turn. She already knew who it was.The scent reached her first, floral perfume, sweet and expensive. The exact perfume Isyra herself wore.Her expression tightened slightly.She remembered the day Henry had leaned over and sniffed her and complimented it years ago. Just once. One careless sentence that was spoken while she sat beside him during dinner.“That scent suits you.”That was all. But Isyra had clung to it des

  • His Mate, But Not His Luna   She will crown herself

    Author’s POVThe room was thick with perfume, heat, and restrained fury.Isyra stood at the center of her chambers while two maids fluttered around her, fastening the last hooks of her gown and smoothing invisible creases that did not exist. Silk slid over her skin like a second layer of armor—deep

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  • His Mate, But Not His Luna   You are stupid!

    Lysera Panic hit me all at once the second Isyra disappeared back into the hall, a sick certainty curled in my gut. I didn’t trust that she hadn’t already slipped back inside, tears ready, lies sharpened to cry to whoever cared to listen that I attacked her.I couldn’t stay out here.I gathered my

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  • His Mate, But Not His Luna   Break another ancient rule

    LyseraI woke to the sound of wheels.At first, I thought I was imagining it because my mind was still fogged from hunger and pain, but the sound came again. A soft, uneven roll against the floor. Rubber against stone.My stomach clenched painfully.I hadn’t eaten. I hadn’t drunk anything since my

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-19
  • His Mate, But Not His Luna   Give the baby to Isyra

    LyseraThe second healer’s words had barely settled when movement stirred at the edge of the pack square.My mother arrived.She walked in without hesitation, her steps steady and purposeful. The pack shifted instinctively to make way for her, bodies parting without a word. A few wolves bowed their

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-17
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