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134. Not a prize

Author: Hannah Uzzy
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-23 21:30:26

Nalini

I had always imagined silence as something gentle. Soft. A pause between heartbeats.

I was wrong.

Silence could also be a weapon.

It descended on the ballroom after the mate dance like a blade dropping—sharp, cold, absolute. The music had faltered first, the musicians’ hands freezing mid-note as the glow on our skin refused to fade. I still remembered the way the moonlight had burned into me, the way my mark had come alive as if it had been waiting its whole existence for that moment. I remembered Myron’s sharp inhale, Timothy’s broken gasp, the collective horror and awe that rippled through the hall when all three marks flared at once.

Bound.

To both.

Now, hours later, that same silence followed me down the marble corridor of the academy, broken only by the echo of my footsteps and the rustle of guards’ armor. Gamma guards. Royal council guards. Too many of them for one omega girl.

I kept my head down, my fingers clenched in the thin fabric of the academy cloak draped over my
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  • Mine to keep, mine to break    137. Harsh words

    Nalini “You chose him,” he said suddenly, bitterness flaring. “And I don’t blame you. I just—” His voice cracked. He turned away, raking a hand through his hair. “I can’t stand watching it happen.”I stood, my legs unsteady, the room tilting slightly. “This isn’t about choosing. You know that.”“Then what is it about?” He faced me again, eyes fierce. “Because the council says it’s about power. About bloodlines. About who gets to claim you.”“I am not a prize,” I snapped, anger surging at last. “And you don’t get to talk like I handed myself over.”He flinched. “I didn’t mean—”“You always mean something,” I said, stepping closer, my voice trembling. “You just don’t like what it reveals.”The air between us snapped.He grabbed my wrists suddenly, not hard, but firm, grounding. “Say you don’t feel this,” he said. “Say it and I’ll leave.”I looked up at him, at the man who made my heart race and my instincts scream in equal measure. At the wolf who pulled at mine like gravity. “I can’t.

  • Mine to keep, mine to break    136. Again

    Nalini I had stopped counting the hours after the council sealed me into the academy dorms. Time no longer moved the way it used to. It stretched, thinned, then snapped back painfully when I least expected it. The room they gave me was quiet in the way prisons were quiet—not peaceful, just watched. Every sound felt borrowed. Every breath felt reported.The ban hung over everything like a curse. Separation orders. Official words for something that felt like my chest had been split open and left to bleed slowly. I wasn’t allowed to see either of them. As if bonds could be switched off by parchment and seals. As if wolves listened to councils.My body hadn’t listened.I felt Myron long before he came.It began as a tightening behind my ribs, sharp and familiar, like a storm gathering under my skin. My wolf stirred, pacing, restless, her hackles rising for no reason I could name except him. I was sitting on the narrow bed, fingers worrying the edge of the blanket, when the air shifted. N

  • Mine to keep, mine to break    135. Reckless, forbidden, mine!

    Nalini I learned very quickly that silence could be louder than screams.After the mate dance, after the council’s uproar, after the separation orders were stamped into law and delivered with faces carved from stone, the academy dormitory became a cage dressed up as safety. They called it house confinement, but it felt like exile wrapped in velvet excuses. Guards stood outside my door at all hours—polite, distant, eyes sliding away from my face as though looking at me too closely might burn.I was not allowed to leave my wing. I was not allowed visitors. I was not allowed answers.The corridors outside my room stayed unnaturally quiet, as if the academy itself was holding its breath. I could still hear students sometimes—laughter drifting faintly from distant halls, the clatter of boots during late-night patrols—but none of it reached me properly. Everything felt filtered, dulled, like I was submerged underwater.And yet… the bond refused to be silenced.It tugged at me constantly, a

  • Mine to keep, mine to break    134. Not a prize

    Nalini I had always imagined silence as something gentle. Soft. A pause between heartbeats.I was wrong.Silence could also be a weapon.It descended on the ballroom after the mate dance like a blade dropping—sharp, cold, absolute. The music had faltered first, the musicians’ hands freezing mid-note as the glow on our skin refused to fade. I still remembered the way the moonlight had burned into me, the way my mark had come alive as if it had been waiting its whole existence for that moment. I remembered Myron’s sharp inhale, Timothy’s broken gasp, the collective horror and awe that rippled through the hall when all three marks flared at once.Bound.To both.Now, hours later, that same silence followed me down the marble corridor of the academy, broken only by the echo of my footsteps and the rustle of guards’ armor. Gamma guards. Royal council guards. Too many of them for one omega girl.I kept my head down, my fingers clenched in the thin fabric of the academy cloak draped over my

  • Mine to keep, mine to break    133. Aftermath

    Nalini The silence after the mate dance was worse than any scream.For a heartbeat—maybe two—the entire ballroom stood frozen, as if the Moon herself had pressed her palm over every mouth, every breath. The glow on my skin had faded, but the damage lingered, thick and suffocating, clinging to the air like smoke after a fire.I stood between Myron and Timothy, my fingers trembling, my chest aching as though something had torn open inside me and refused to close. Their mate marks had dimmed, but I could still feel them—two distinct pulls, two wolves pacing restlessly beneath my skin, confused and agitated and afraid.Then the murmurs began.Low at first. Horrified. Disbelieving.“That’s impossible…”“Two princes?”“Is she cursed?”“Or blessed?”“By the Moon… what did we just witness?”The sound swelled, rolling through the hall like a rising tide, crashing against me from all sides. I felt small. Exposed. Naked in a way no torn dress could ever replicate.Myron shifted beside me, his j

  • Mine to keep, mine to break    132. Mate dance

    Alpha King Thane The ballroom was alive with anticipation, glittering under the soft glow of chandeliers and moonlight streaming through the high windows. I had arranged everything meticulously—the music, the lighting, the pacing of the evening—yet my attention was entirely on her. Nalini. Every movement she made pulled my gaze like a tether I could not sever.When I finally gave the signal for the mate dance, she hesitated, shy, almost fragile in the midst of the throng of students and nobles. Myron and Timothy both froze for a moment, dazed, as if the very sight of her had robbed them of composure. She stepped forward with a tentative grace, allowing their hands to find hers. I stepped back, letting the dance unfold naturally, holding my breath for what I already suspected would happen.As they moved onto the floor, under the silver sheen of moonlight, I watched the energy between them build. It began as a subtle shimmer in the air around her, a ripple that made my heart quicken. T

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