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Chapter 108: The breach
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2026-03-28 02:38:35
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His Runaway Queen Chapter 117: A cottage
*Aria's POV*We stood there, gasping, the sound of our breathing loud in the small space. The temperature inside was barely warmer than outside, but the wind was gone."Check for blankets," Lucian ordered, his voice hoarse. "Anything."I fumbled in the dark, my hands numb. I found a pile of musty canvas tarps in the corner and an old sleeping bag on a cot."I found something!"I dragged the sleeping bag over to the center of the room. Lucian was checking his gun. He had two magazines left."Lucian, your arm," I said, my voice catching.I hadn't seen it in the dark, but in the faint light filtering through the cracks in the boards, I could see the dark stain spreading on his sleeve."It's a graze," he said dismissively. He sat down heavily on the floor, leaning against the wall. "Aria, come here."I knelt beside him. I unzipped the sleeping bag and wrapped it around his shoulders, then pulled the canvas tarp over both of us.We huddled together, shivering violently. The cold was inside
His Runaway Queen Chapter 116: The White Grave
*Aria’s POV*The peace didn't break; it shattered.It wasn't a sound that woke me–Lucian had trained me better than that. It was a smell. Acrid and sharp, cutting through the scent of pine wood and burning embers.Cordite.My eyes snapped open. The room was dark, the fire having died down to a faint orange glow in the hearth. Beside me, Lucian was already moving. He wasn't reaching for me; he was reaching under the pillow."Get down," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the howling wind outside.I didn't argue. I rolled off the mattress, hitting the cold floorboards just as the window exploded inward.It wasn't the wind.A hail of bullets tore through the room, shredding the duvet I had been sleeping under seconds ago. The sound was deafening–a rhythmic, tearing noise that vibrated in my teeth. Glass sprayed across the room like shrapnel.Lucian returned fire three times, the muzzle flash blinding in the darkness. He moved with terrifying speed, grabbing my arm and hauling me
His Runaway Queen Chapter 115: The whiteout
*Aria's POV*I woke up to a world of blinding white.Snow was piled high against the floor-to-ceiling windows, nearly reaching the middle of the glass. The sky was a pale, washed-out grey, blending seamlessly with the landscape so that it felt like we were floating inside a cloud.I rolled over, reaching for Lucian, but the space beside me was cold.Panic, sharp and instinctive, seized my chest. I sat up, the duvet falling away."Lucian?""I'm here."He was standing by the window, shirtless, holding a mug of coffee. He looked out at the expanse of white, his posture relaxed. The tension that usually coiled in his muscles seemed to have dissipated overnight. He looked like a different man–younger, lighter.I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. "You scared me."He turned, a soft smile touching his lips. "Sorry. I didn't want to wake you. You were sleeping so deeply."I crawled to the edge of the bed, wrapping the fur throw around my shoulders. "What time is it?""Almost noon,"
His Runaway Queen Chapter 114: The honeymoon
*Aria’s POV*The private jet touched down in Geneva just as the Alpine dawn began to bleed purple and gold across the horizon. From there, a helicopter waited – whisking us away from the civilization of the city, climbing higher and higher into the jagged teeth of the Swiss Alps.The transition was jarring but cleansing. One moment, we were in a world of concrete and stress; the next, we were suspended in a crystalline silence, flying over peaks that looked like frozen waves.The chalet was nestled in a valley near Zermatt, accessible only by air or a single, treacherous road that wound up the mountainside. It was an architectural masterpiece of old stone and dark timber, built into the side of the cliff, looking out at the majestic, jagged peak of the Matterhorn.It looked less like a holiday home and more like a sanctuary carved by gods.As the helicopter rotors slowed, the silence descended. It was heavy, absolute, and profoundly peaceful. No sirens. No traffic. No distant hum of th
His Runaway Queen Chapter 113: The vow
*Aria’s POV*The morning of the wedding arrived wrapped in a pale, misty fog that clung to the estate grounds like a secret. By noon, however, the sun had burned through, revealing a sky of sharp, piercing blue – a perfect, crystalline day that felt like a promise.I stood in the bridal suite, surrounded by a whirlwind of silk and lace. The dress fit perfectly, hugging my waist and cascading into a pool of intricate embroidery. Elena stood behind me, securing the cathedral veil."Turn," she commanded.I turned to the mirror. The woman staring back was no longer the scared runaway or the hostage. I looked like a queen. The emerald brooch was pinned at my shoulder, a flash of dark green against the white."Lucian will not be able to breathe when he sees you," Elena said, her voice unusually soft. She adjusted a stray tendril of hair. "Remember, chin up. Shoulders back. You are walking into a dynasty today.""I'm walking toward Lucian," I corrected gently.Elena’s lips twitched. "Same th
His Runaway Queen Chapter 112: The rehrearsal
*Aria’s POV*The days leading up to the wedding were a blur of final fittings, seating charts, and security protocols. The estate, usually a mausoleum of stone and silence, was alive with the sound of chopping knives from the catering team and the murmur of florists arranging thousands of white roses.But tonight, the chaos paused.The rehearsal dinner was held in the winter garden, a glass-enclosed sanctuary attached to the east wing. It was intimate by Drakov standards – only fifty guests. The Council members, a few politicians, and the core family.I stood by the open glass doors, watching the sunset paint the sky in bruises of purple and gold. I smoothed the silk of my emerald cocktail dress – the one Elena had approved of – and tried to steady my breathing."You look like you're waiting for a verdict, not a dinner."I turned. Rylan was walking over, looking dapper in a tuxedo, though his eyes were still scanning the room out of habit. He had been promoted to Head of Personal Secu
His Runaway Queen Chapter 53: A fallen queen
*Aria’s POV*The quiet didn’t break the next day.It rearranged itself.Staff moved differently. Straighter. Faster. More careful with their voices.The east wing came alive before noon. Fresh flowers. New linens. Security detail reassigned. I watched it all from the balcony outside Adrian’s playro
Last Updated : 2026-03-27His Runaway Queen Chapter 59: A conversation
*Aria’s POV*That evening, there was a formal dinner.Unannounced.Three ministers. Two foreign investors. A defense liaison.Lila hosted.Hosted.She greeted each man with polished confidence, guiding conversation with subtle redirection when necessary. She anticipated questions before they were a
Last Updated : 2026-03-28His Runaway Queen Chapter 62: Cassian
Lila’s POVHe had noticed her too.I kept my voice neutral. “You’ve met her.”“I have.”“And?”He didn’t answer immediately.That told me enough.Interesting.“She carries history in her posture,” he said finally.“And I don’t?”“You carry strategy.”A compliment.And an insult.I smiled faintly. “
Last Updated : 2026-03-29His Runaway Queen Chapter 52: The things unsaid
*Aria's POV*I stood in Adrian’s room long after he had fallen asleep, my hand resting lightly on his back, counting the rise and fall of it like it was something fragile enough to disappear if I stopped watching.He made a soft sound in his sleep and curled closer to his stuffed bear.My throat ti
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