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Marked by the Lycan Prince Chapter 37
ZEUSThe morning sun filters through the heavy drapes, casting long shadows across my chamber. I sit in silence, the remnants of last night's whiskey lingering on my tongue, the glass still half-full on the mahogany table beside me. A knock disrupts the stillness."Enter," I call out, my voice steady.A soldier steps in, his posture rigid. "Your father requests your presence in his study."I nod, dismissing him with a wave. As the door closes behind him, a smirk tugs at the corners of my lips. Finally, the recognition I deserve.I rise, stretching the stiffness from my limbs before pulling on a charcoal button-down and dark jeans. Simple. Neat. Respectable, but nothing flashy. I lace up a pair of leather boots, run my fingers through my hair, and glance at my reflection. Steady gaze. Composed frame. I look exactly how I feel; prepared. The corridors are familiar, yet today they feel different. Each step echoes with purpose, the weight of anticipation pressing against my chest. As I
Marked by the Lycan Prince Chapter 36
ZEUSThe whiskey burns as it goes down, but I welcome it. It’s the only kind of warmth I trust. Everything else; people, promises, bonds, is fickle. A distraction. A liability.I sink deeper into the armchair, swirling the amber liquid in my glass, watching the light fracture through it. The silence in my room is thick, like smoke after a war. The kind that settles after something destructive has already been set in motion.And it has.My plan.Finally.Falling into place.It started weeks ago. The night I passed by Adrian’s room, and overheard him and Darian whispering like schoolboys trying to keep secrets from the headmaster. I was going to walk by, pretend I heard nothing, until I heard the name.Iris.The girl he marked.My brother. The future Lycan king. Reduced to a mess over a college girl.At first, I stood there, confused. Why would Darian, of all people, throw away everything he was trained for? Everything we were raised for? But then it hit me. This… this was the crack in
Marked by the Lycan Prince Chapter 35
DARIANThe corridor stretches ahead. My steps echo, quick and sharp. My father’s voice is still in my head, grilling, probing, too damn close to the truth. Iris’s name. His eyes. He knows. Somehow, he knows.I lied to him. Told him I was at the training grounds early this morning. I wasn’t. The memory of her warmth, her scent, lingers, both a comfort and a torment.As I approach my study, the familiar scent of aged parchment and ink wafts through the air. I reach for the door handle, the cool metal grounding me momentarily. But then, footsteps. Soft, deliberate, approaching from behind.I turn, heart pounding. Adrian stands a few paces away, his expression unreadable."Adrian," I say, my voice steady.He nods, stepping closer. "You okay?"I offer a curt nod, turning back to the door. "Just tired."But he doesn’t leave. Instead, he follows me into the study and shuts the door behind him with a soft click. The sound feels louder than it should.I don’t turn around. The tension clings t
Marked by the Lycan Prince Chapter 34
DARIANThe moment I step into the Haven, something feels off.It’s in the air. Heavy. Like tension pressed into the walls, waiting. I ignore it at first. Could be me, maybe I’m still carrying the scent of her on my skin, the feel of her in my hands, the ache of her voice still soft in my head.But then I turn the corner into the main living room and stop.My father is seated at the center, his posture regal and sharp, dressed in his usual black. To his left, Adrian. To his right, Zeus. And Kelvin on the couch, looking unusually alert for this early in the morning.All three of them look at me when I walk in. And I know that this isn’t nothing. This isn’t coincidence. This is… planned. What’s wrong?I don’t let my face shift. Don’t blink. I straighten up and keep walking.“Good morning,” I say, voice even.My father’s eyes stay fixed on me as he replies, “Where have you been?”I freeze. Just for a second. He’s never cared before. Not where I go, not what I do. Why now?I glance at Ad
Marked by the Lycan Prince Chapter 33
IRISA whisper threads through my sleep, soft and familiar, like a memory I can't quite grasp. My name. It pulls me from the depths of slumber, and I blink into the dim light of my bedroom.Darian? He’s here?Darian sits on the edge of my bed, his silhouette etched against the faint glow from the streetlamp outside. His presence is a jolt to my senses, a collision of dream and reality.As our eyes meet, he stands abruptly, as if caught in a trespass. Instinctively, I sit up and reach out, my fingers wrapping around his wrist."Don't go," I say, my voice barely above a whisper.He turns to me, his eyes a storm of conflict. I can see the plea in them, the silent request for release."You're here," I murmur, more to myself than to him. The words slip out like a breath, soft and disbelieving. Like saying them out loud might anchor the moment, might make him stay.He doesn’t speak right away. His jaw tightens, like he’s holding back a hundred things he wants to say, but doesn’t. Or won’t.
Marked by the Lycan Prince Chapter 32
DARIANIt’s been weeks since that conversation with my father.Weeks since he stood in my room and reminded me, again, that my life isn’t mine.Since then, I’ve done what was expected of me.I smiled in public. Took Adira to the autumn gala. Held her hand through the pack walk last weekend. She wore red, of course. The color of power. Of union. Of bloodlines.She kissed me on the cheek in front of the pack members, and I let her.The moment was captured, posted, shared across our territories. My father showed it to me the next morning over breakfast with the smug satisfaction of a man who believes his plan is unfolding perfectly.“You’re making me proud, son,” he said.I didn’t respond.I haven’t responded to much lately.The weight of pretending is a quiet kind of violence. One that doesn’t leave bruises, but eats at you slowly from the inside. And the worst part is that no one sees it.I haven’t stepped foot in Iris’s room since that night.I thought if I kept my distance, if I star
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