LOGINCHAPTER 118KADEI had not moved from Rowan’s bedside in five hours. My legs were numb, my back ached from sitting in the hard chair, but I refused to leave. Dante stood on the other side of the bed, arms crossed tightly, staring at Rowan’s pale face. Lucien paced near the window like a caged animal, his eyes red from earlier tears. The silence was unbearable. Every beep of the monitor made my heart jump. I kept replaying the moment Lucien burst through the door carrying Rowan covered in blood. The guilt sat like lead in my stomach. This was partly my fault. I had pushed him too hard. I had made him feel ashamed.Then Rowan stirred.His eyelids fluttered. A soft groan escaped his lips. His fingers twitched against the sheets. We all froze.“Rowan?” I whispered, leaning forward.His eyes opened slowly. For a second he looked confused, then his gaze landed on all three of us standing there. His face crumpled instantly. Tears spilled down his cheeks and he started sobbing, loud broken s
CHAPTER 117LUCIENI swung the sword so hard the training dummy split in half with a loud crack. Wood shards flew everywhere. I did not stop. I grabbed another blade and attacked the next target, sweat pouring down my back, my shirt sticking to my skin. Every strike was for the frustration boiling inside me. Rowan had been locked in that room for too long. He would not speak to us. He would not eat properly. He would not let us in. The silence was driving me insane.I roared and drove the blade through another dummy, splitting it clean down the middle. “Fuck this!” I shouted to the empty yard. The few guards who had been watching quickly looked away and found reasons to be elsewhere. Everyone had been avoiding me lately. I did not blame them. In the last few weeks I had killed three servants for small mistakes. One spilled my wine. Another looked at me too long. I tore their throats out without thinking. I was not in control anymore.I threw the sword down and stormed out of the sparr
CHAPTER 116DANTEI sat behind the heavy oak desk in my private office, the weight of the past weeks pressing down on me like a stone. Rowan still refused to open his door. Not a single word in days. The guilt and frustration had turned all three of us into shadows of ourselves. Lucien was more volatile than usual, Kade had gone quiet even for him, and I could barely sleep without seeing those cursed photographs in my mind. The palace felt colder without Rowan’s presence. I rubbed my temples slowly, trying to push the headache away, when the door opened without a knock.Three nobles stepped inside, led by Lord Harrington and flanked by two lesser lords whose names I barely cared to remember. They bowed stiffly, but their faces showed clear unease mixed with entitlement.I did not stand. I simply looked at them with cold eyes. “What do you want? Speak quickly. I am not in the mood for wasting time.”Lord Harrington cleared his throat. “Your Majesty, we have come on behalf of several so
CHAPTER 115ROWANI stayed curled up on the floor of my bedroom for what felt like days, maybe even weeks. Time had lost all meaning behind the locked door. The kings kept coming. They knocked, they pleaded, they left notes under the door and clothes that carried their scents. Varynia had tried too, her voice soft and worried through the wood, begging me to let her in just for a moment. I never answered any of them. I could not. Every time I heard their voices, the shame crashed over me again like a wave I could not escape.I kept replaying everything in my head until it felt like my mind was tearing itself apart. The village where I was born. Omegas there were nothing but property. From the time I was ten, alphas and betas would grab me whenever they wanted. They touched me, used my mouth, laughed while I cried. By twelve I was sold to the brotherhood that ran the local brothel. They groomed me like a prized toy. The owners would not let anyone penetrate me until I turned sixteen, bu
CHAPTER 114KADEWe walked into the medical wing together, the three of us still carrying the heavy silence from another failed attempt at Rowan’s door. Alastair had been released from intensive care only yesterday, but Percival wanted him to stay one more night for observation. The moment we stepped into his private room, Alastair looked up from the bed and raised an eyebrow.“Well, well. The three kings of Varynia finally decided to visit the living,” he said dryly. “You all look like shit. Sit down before I fall asleep again.”Dante pulled up a chair closest to the bed. “How are you feeling, cousin?”“Better than you three, clearly,” Alastair replied. He shifted against the pillows and studied our faces. “What the hell happened? Varynia told me Rowan has locked himself in his room and won’t speak to anyone. She said something about old pictures. Start talking.”I sat on the edge of the bed, my voice low. “We found files on Rowan’s past. Pictures from before the academy. He was… use
CHAPTER 113LUCIENTwelve hours. We had been standing outside Rowan’s door for twelve fucking hours, taking turns knocking, begging, and pleading with him to open up. My voice was hoarse from speaking so much, but he still gave us nothing. Not a single word. Not even the sound of movement. Just cold, stubborn silence behind that locked door.Dante finally stepped back, rubbing his temples. “This is not working. He is not going to open the door tonight.”I slammed my fist against the wood one last time. “Rowan, come on. We are not angry at you. We are angry at the people who hurt you. Open the damn door so we can talk properly.”Still nothing.Kade looked completely wrecked. “We should give him space for now. Pushing harder might make it worse.”I hated it, but he was right. We walked away from the door together, our footsteps heavy down the hallway. I headed straight to my study, my blood boiling with frustration and something much darker underneath. I slammed the door behind me and c
CHAPTER 23LUCIENThe words had barely left my mouth when the air in the ballroom shifted, turning thick and electric with tension that I could practically taste on my tongue like the sweetest kind of poison. Dante stood frozen in front of me, his grey eyes narrowing into slits of pure ice as he pr
CHAPTER 26ROWANI was still lying in bed that afternoon, staring at the ceiling and trying to process everything that had happened at breakfast, when the door to my room burst open without even a knock, and Varynia strode in like she owned the entire palace, her blonde hair bouncing with every con
CHAPTER 22DANTE The gala had finally drawn to its exhausting close, with the last notes of the orchestra fading into silence and the guests beginning to filter out through the grand doors in a slow, elegant procession that always marked the end of these obligatory displays of power and unity. I s
CHAPTER 21ROWANI stumbled out of the restroom with my heart pounding so wildly in my chest that I could barely hear anything over the rush of blood in my ears, my gala suit completely soaked through with warm, sticky crimson that dripped down my arms and splattered onto the polished marble floors


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