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We Have Less Time

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I woke before sunrise with the date still repeating in my mind.

For years, I had remembered the day of the apocalypse as the final point in a terrible sequence of events. Evander’s rejection had come first, followed by the gradual death of my wolf, the loneliness that had consumed me, and the destruction that eventually took my life. I had never known that the royal household might have received warnings before the disaster began.

Now I could not stop wondering whether my death had been part of
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  • My Second Life Belongs to the Lycan King’s Brother   We Have Less Time

    I woke before sunrise with the date still repeating in my mind.For years, I had remembered the day of the apocalypse as the final point in a terrible sequence of events. Evander’s rejection had come first, followed by the gradual death of my wolf, the loneliness that had consumed me, and the destruction that eventually took my life. I had never known that the royal household might have received warnings before the disaster began.Now I could not stop wondering whether my death had been part of a much larger failure.I dressed quickly and went to find Caelan, carrying the notes I had made the previous evening. He was already awake, standing near the window in his study with a report in his hand.“You look as though you haven’t slept,” he observed.“Neither have you.”“I slept for a few hours.”“Then you’re ahead of me.”His mouth curved slightly, but the smile disappeared when he noticed the papers I was carrying.“You’ve been thinking about the records.”“I’ve been thinking about wha

  • My Second Life Belongs to the Lycan King’s Brother   The Same Night

    By the time evening arrived, I had stopped pretending that the message sent to the library was an innocent mistake.The royal guards had questioned the attendant who delivered it, and he insisted that an officer had approached him near the eastern corridor and asked him to pass on the message. He could not remember the man’s name, but he described his uniform and the direction in which he had gone.Unfortunately, several officers matched that description.We had a lead, but not an answer.Caelan and I spent the next few hours reviewing the access records for the royal archive and the eastern wing. We were looking for anyone who had entered the relevant areas around the times we discovered the altered documents or changed our plans.The lists were long, and most of the entries appeared ordinary. Guards changed shifts, servants carried supplies, and officials moved between meetings. We could not assume that every person whose name appeared on a list was involved in the attack or the sus

  • My Second Life Belongs to the Lycan King’s Brother   The Person Watching Us

    By the following morning, I had begun to notice how often the same people appeared wherever Caelan and I went.At first, I tried to ignore it. The palace was large, but its residents followed familiar routines, and it was reasonable to see the same guards, servants, and officials throughout the day. I reminded myself that the attack had made me suspicious of everyone, and I did not want fear to turn ordinary movements into imagined threats.Still, there were things I could not explain.A servant who had been arranging flowers outside the western sitting room appeared near the library less than twenty minutes later. One of the royal guards who usually patrolled the eastern courtyard was standing outside the archive when Caelan and I arrived, although he was not assigned to that section. Later, as we left the archive, I noticed a man at the far end of the corridor watching us before turning into another passage.It was not enough to accuse anyone, but it was enough to make me pay attent

  • My Second Life Belongs to the Lycan King’s Brother   The King’s Decision

    The council meeting lasted nearly two hours, and by the time it ended, I understood why Caelan had warned me that some people would use any opportunity to question our relationship.The northern patrol had still not been found. The guards had discovered signs of movement near the settlement boundary, but there was no clear evidence of an attack, and the reports from the area contradicted one another. Some claimed the patrol had been pursuing strangers, while others insisted that the men had been investigating unusual tracks near an abandoned supply route.Every explanation raised another question.Unfortunately, the council seemed more interested in deciding whom to blame than in understanding what had happened.One member suggested that the recent security problems had increased since I entered the royal household. Another questioned whether Caelan’s decision to choose me had distracted him from his responsibilities. A third proposed that I should be moved to a separate residence unt

  • My Second Life Belongs to the Lycan King’s Brother   The Royal Family Divides

    The emergency alarm stopped before Caelan and I reached the palace entrance, but the silence that followed it did little to ease my anxiety.Servants hurried through the corridors, guards gathered near the eastern wing, and several members of the royal household emerged from their rooms to find out what had happened. Nobody seemed willing to give a clear explanation, and the uncertainty made the atmosphere feel heavier than the alarm itself.Caelan kept one hand around mine as we approached the main hall.“Stay close to me until we know what happened,” he said.I glanced at him. “I will, but I need you to remember that staying close doesn’t mean you have to answer every question for me.”He looked at me briefly before nodding. “I remember.”We entered the hall just as Evander came down the main staircase, accompanied by two guards and a royal official. His expression was controlled, but the tension around his eyes told me that the alarm had not been a routine mistake.“What happened?”

  • My Second Life Belongs to the Lycan King’s Brother   His Choice

    I thought telling Caelan that I was falling in love with him would make everything between us easier.Instead, it made me more aware of every moment we shared.The following morning, I found myself wondering whether he would look at me differently. I worried that he might expect me to act as though we were already certain about our future, or that my confession would somehow change the careful understanding we had built since the ceremony.When I arrived for breakfast, however, Caelan greeted me as he always did. He asked whether I had slept well, moved a cup of tea toward me, and listened while I complained about the physician insisting on another examination of my wolf.Nothing had changed, and somehow, that made me feel safer.He did not treat my confession as a promise that I owed him something. He did not demand another declaration or use my feelings as proof that I should follow his decisions. He simply allowed me to be the same woman I had been the day before, only with a littl

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