Azrik’s POVI desire her, every curve, every breath, every damn sound she makes when she’s losing herself under my touch. But she doesn’t get to have me easily, not after five years.The twins' birthday was around the corner. This celebration wouldn’t just be grand, it would mark their place in Velgrath. Their bloodline. Our legacy. I threw myself into planning, event architects, tailors, diplomats. Everything had to be flawless.For two weeks, I let that obsession keep me disciplined.Even when Lunessa tried to tempt me, soft moans in my ear, silk slipping off her shoulders, I made her ache, made her want, then walked away. She had to feel it. Every ounce of need I carried, every second of hunger she left behind.Tonight, Draven had taken the girls shopping, claiming they were having a sleepover at his estate. A rare win, Lunessa finally had the palace to herself.After dinner, I slipped out for a meeting with one of my allies. It ran long. I didn’t rush back. But when I stepped into
Lunessa's POVWe didn’t do much that day. After the staff finished cleaning, we returned to my chambers, and Seraphira was absolutely smitten. The pink and purple tones, soft pastels splashed across silk curtains and plush cushions lit her up with joy. She twirled until she got dizzy and collapsed in giggles on the velvet rug. It made my heart swell.Azrik, in true dramatic fashion, had already ordered his chambers to be expanded. It was excessive. And it was very him.That evening, Mira gathered all the palace staff to formally introduce them to Shaelith and Seraphira. The girls, naturally, stole the show. I noticed Azrik has replaced most of the staff, some of them were brought by Cassara. By dinner, the girls were barely able to keep their eyes open, worn out from racing down endless halls and charming every guard and maid in sight.When they finally drifted off to sleep, Azrik and I settled into the sitting room. I looked at him. Really looked at him. How had I gone so long wit
Azrik’s POVLunessa walked out of the dining room. I loved that about her, quiet strength, graceful defiance.I turned to Kaelina, unimpressed. “Did you really have to disrespect yourself like that?”She scoffed. “What? I was just trying to be nice to the girls.”“You’re lucky Shaelith didn’t roast you alive.”“Roast?” she echoed, confused.“Literally,” I said, holding her gaze. Her pupils widened, she knew I wasn’t bluffing.She looked away and popped a grape into her mouth, suddenly too quiet.“So what now?” she asked after a moment. “Now that your precious Luna is back? The one you were obsessed with?”“I still am,” I replied flatly. “I miss her even when she’s sitting right in front of me.”Kaelina inhaled slowly, holding back whatever emotion trembled in her throat.“You have to leave,” I said. “Not just for her sake, but for your safety.”Her eyes darted back to me. “That’s it? We had something, Azrik. Or did that mean nothing to you? You used me, treated me like a placeholder,
Lunessa’s POVThe children were in awe.Guards stood in crisp formation as our car pulled up to the courtyard beside the fountain, bowing deeply in perfect synchrony. They opened the door for us to step out.“Wow… this is Daddy’s house?” Shaelith whispered, wide-eyed.Ever since the journey began, I’d noticed the way she looked at Azrik had changed, more admiration, more curiosity. She was slowly seeing him through a different lens.“It’s so big!” Seraphira added.“Wait until morning,” I smiled softly. “You’ll see it better in daylight.”Though the palace grounds were lit brilliantly by streetlamps and spotlights, nothing compared to the grandeur the sun would reveal.We went straight to Azrik’s chambers. Shaelith practically skipped beside me, her eyes lighting up as she stepped into the deep black interior. Without wasting much time, we freshened up. Despite the late hour, Draven personally brought us food. Apparently, he’d informed the chef well ahead of our arrival.Draven gave
Lunessa’s POVAzrik stirred beside me, rubbing his eyes as he slowly came to. “Yes?” he mumbled groggily.“Shhh,” I whispered, clutching his arm. “I heard something outside. Like steel clashing.”He blinked, clearly still half-asleep. “It’s probably just the wind,” he muttered, already turning to face the wall again.“No, Azrik,” I insisted, my voice firm but low. “That wasn’t the wind.”Reluctantly, he stood and padded quietly to the door. I remained on the bed, eyes darting between the sleeping girls. A few moments later, Azrik returned. He lay back down and gently pulled me into his arms, tucking me against his chest.“So?” I asked, heart still pounding.“Just some rats who tried to sneak up,” he said, voice barely above a murmur. “But the assassins took care of it.” IMy breath hitched. “Wait… what? Rats?”“Not the kind with fur,” he muttered. “Now sleep, Ness.” He kissed my forehead.I didn’t ask any more questions. I just listened to the steady beat of his heart as he drifted b
Lunessa’s POVI scoffed, shaking my head with a soft smile. “Azrik, do you really think I’d walk away now? After everything we’ve seen, and what still lies ahead?”His brows furrowed with uncertainty. “So… no? You’re okay staying with an assassin?” he asked, his voice laced with disbelief.I reached for his hand. “I want all of you. The shadows, the scars, the truths that haunt you, I’ll take them all. It doesn’t matter what you did or who you were. We’re in this together now.” I inhaled. “I love you, Azrik.”His breath caught. “This… this is the first time you’ve said those words.”“And I mean every syllable,” I said, my voice unwavering.He leaned in and kissed me, as if the words had unlocked something in him. His arms wrapped around me, holding me close like I might disappear. “I love you more, Lunessa,” he whispered against my ear, voice thick with emotion. “More than you can ever imagine.”We held each other in that still moment, letting the silence say what words couldn’t. Tha