MasukCHAPTER 38DANTE We returned to the palace later lathered and exhausted from the hard ride back while the surviving enemy fighter remained chained behind one of the supply mounts, head bowed and silent under heavy guard. The courtyard filled quickly with stable hands and additional soldiers who had been summoned to meet us, everyone moving with the quiet efficiency that came from knowing something serious had happened out there. I dismounted first, handing the reins to the nearest groom without a word, then turned to Lucien and Alastair who had ridden in right beside me.“Take the prisoner straight to Percival,” I instructed Alastair, keeping my voice level and cold because any hint of emotion right now would only feed rumors among the staff. “Full restraints. No conversation. I want every drop of poison identified and countered before nightfall.”Alastair nodded once, already signaling two guards to handle the transfer. “I’ll stay with Percival until we have answers. Anything else b
CHAPTER 37DANTEI stood on the palace courtyard at first light, watching the army assemble with the kind of precision that came from years of drilling and the knowledge that hesitation meant death. Two hundred soldiers stood ready in full armor—black-plated steel etched with the Varyn crest, swords sharpened to razor edges, shields bearing the royal colors of silver and midnight blue. Two witches flanked the formation, their silver robes catching the pale dawn light while their hands already glowed with faint protective runes that shimmered in the air around them. No cars this time. We would ride on horseback because the terrain near Blackthorn Ridge was too uneven for vehicles, and I wanted the men to feel the ground beneath them, to remember what they were fighting for.Lucien mounted his black stallion beside me, already grinning like the battle ahead was a game he couldn’t wait to play. “Two hundred against fifty or more,” he said cheerfully, checking the straps on his sword belt
CHAPTER 36ROWANI spent the entire day avoiding everyone, especially the kings, because the last thing I needed was another encounter that would leave me feeling small and worthless all over again. After Lucien’s cold reminder that I was nothing but a pet bought off an auction block, I decided the safest place for me was inside my room with the door locked and my phone in my hand. I scrolled through Instagram for hours, liking random posts from people I didn’t even know, watching reels of strangers living normal lives in cities far away from this palace, and pretending for a little while that I could be one of them again. The videos helped distract me from the constant replay of Lucien’s voice in my head, but they didn’t erase it completely, and every time I closed my eyes the words came back louder.Nothing but a pet.I hated how much those three sentences had carved themselves into me, how they made my chest ache every time I remembered the way he had looked at me when he said them
CHAPTER 35DANTEAlastair’s call came through just as I finished reviewing the latest security logs in the command room, the comm device vibrating sharply against the desk before his voice cut through the quiet with controlled urgency that immediately pulled my full attention. “We found survivors at the outpost,” he reported without preamble, tone steady but carrying the weight of what he had seen. “Ten children. Ages five to fifteen. They were hidden in a collapsed storage bunker beneath the main barracks—barely breathing when we pulled them out.”I leaned back in the chair slowly, processing the information while keeping my expression completely neutral because any visible reaction would be noted by the guards and analysts in the room with me. “Condition?” I asked evenly, already mentally shifting priorities.“Bad,” he answered without hesitation. “Tattered clothes, malnourished, hypothermic. They’ve clearly been through hell—eyes are glassy, responses delayed. No visible injuries b
CHAPTER 34ROWANVarynia had left quietly after that slap still echoed in the room, her footsteps fading down the corridor until the only sound left was the steady beep of Kade’s monitors and the faint rasp of his breathing through the oxygen mask. She had hugged me tight one last time, whispering that Lucien was an asshole when he got like that and not to take it to heart, but the words felt hollow even as she said them because the damage was already done. I stood there in the middle of the medical suite long after she disappeared, arms wrapped around myself like that could hold everything together, while Lucien’s voice kept replaying in my head on an endless loop that refused to stop.“You are nothing but a pet. Bought off an auction block. Just because I’m giving you grace does not mean you get to take it for granted.”Nothing but a pet.The sentence landed like a slap every time it repeated, colder and sharper than the one Varynia had given him. I had actually started to think—stu
CHAPTER 33LUCIENI hadn’t moved from Kade’s bedside since they wheeled him out of surgery, my chair pulled so close to the railing that my knees pressed against the cold metal frame while I watched every shallow rise and fall of his chest like my own life depended on it. The private medical suite was quiet except for the steady beep of monitors and the soft hiss of oxygen, and the smell of antiseptic mixed with the faint copper tang of blood that still clung to my clothes from the border. Kade looked too still, too pale under the harsh overhead lights, the tube in his throat and the bandages across his chest making him appear smaller than he had ever seemed in my memory. I kept one hand resting lightly on his forearm, thumb brushing slow circles over the skin that wasn’t covered in gauze, because touching him grounded me when everything else felt like it was slipping sideways.The door burst open so hard it banged against the wall, and Varynia flew into the room with tears already s







