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The Night Visitor
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The room was quiet. Too quiet. The kind that made one's mind chase its own tail. I had been reading for hours, eyes dragging over the same page thrice before it stuck. Isla had lent me the book earlier that evening, some romantic fiction she swore would "help me sleep." But sleep was the last thing I wanted.I wanted to stay awake.If my hunch was right, the Queen would come tonight. She always came after an uproar—whenever I stirred the nest too much. She had her ways of appearing uninvited, wrapped in light and secrets.Still, the book was a good distraction. I traced my finger over a line that was supposed to be romantic, and instead snorted. The heroine in the story had fainted because her lover smiled. Fainted. I couldn't even imagine it.My lips twitched. I could still see Claire's face from dinner—red, flustered, caught between rage and humiliation. I chuckled, closing my eyes for a moment to savor it. Isla and I had played our parts too well.The best part was how the mighty
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ADAM I watched them leave. The doors had barely shut when the silence descended again, heavier than before. Her scent still lingered—warm spice and earth after rain. Sage. Even the name was an irony. A woman like that didn't need wisdom to survive—she needed restraint, and she had none of it.I leaned back in my chair, pushing the plate away, the remnants of food untouched. Her words kept circling my head like vultures. The men I'd sent to inquire about her—killed. Or so she'd said, with that taunting smirk, like she wanted me to doubt myself, to question the authority I held in my own pack. And damn it, it worked.She hadn't denied it either, not really. Her tongue danced on that thin line between truth and provocation. Maybe the men were dead. Maybe they weren't. Maybe she'd killed them herself, that brazen witch.The hall was still. Even the brides had stopped whispering for a while. But the peace didn't last."Are you all seeing this now?" Claire's voice sliced through the silen
Nemesis Of The Lycan Triplets dinner IV
"You really are not going to tell us where you're from?" Adam asked finally, breaking the silence that had settled thickly over the table. His tone was almost casual, but the glint in his eyes was anything but. He picked up his cutlery, slicing neatly into the roast on his plate with the sort of precision that said he was used to control—of people, of power, of moments like this.To diffuse the tension that had risen after my little exchange with Claire, he had rung the bell earlier, calling in the servants to begin the dining proper. Silver trays, covered dishes, and the soft clinking of china had replaced the dangerous quiet that had been hanging over the room. It had worked, mostly—Daniel's glare had softened, Noah was back to smiling lazily, and even Claire had forced herself into silence, though her chest still heaved from suppressed fury.But now, with the food before us and the air perfumed with spice and roasted meat, Adam went straight back to his question. Persistent. The
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"Have you no regard? Or have your victories in the last fights clouded your senses?" Adam's voice carried the kind of quiet authority that made every head turn sharply in his direction. His tone wasn't raised, but the warning beneath it was unmistakable — cold, clipped, and edged with disbelief.They had all realized I wasn't going to stand. Good. I lifted the teacup again, unhurried, letting the delicate porcelain brush my lips as if I hadn't just been accused of sacrilege. The tea had cooled slightly, but the sip was deliberate–a statement.Then I turned my head, tilting it slightly, feigning mild surprise. "Not at all, King," I said evenly. "However, seeing as you were the ones who invited me, I didn't think it was necessary. Aren't we just here to dine and talk? Why waste time on frivolities? Aren't you just tired of it?"A sharp inhale cut through the air."What nonsense!" Lilian screamed, her voice high and shrill enough to echo off the gilded walls. She took a furious step for
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"This way…" one of the guards spoke respectfully when Isla and I were allowed into the sprawling estate that belonged to the Lycan royals.We followed him judiciously, our steps soft on the paved walkway, our eyes roaming freely, drinking in the sight of the residence—the part of the estate I hadn't visited since coming into the pack as Sage. The air smelled faintly of roses and fresh polish, a scent that screamed maintenance and money. The guards stationed along the path stood straighter when we passed, eyes flicking once to our dresses before jerking back to the front as though staring too long might get them killed.This area was different from the other regions of the estate I'd seen—the part of the great hall where Isla had partied her life away, as she'd so proudly gisted me when she returned home that night, glitter in her hair and the faint scent of ale on her breath. That part had been loud, gilded, and bursting with extravagance. This side, though… quiet. Stoic. Even the ai
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Since my fight with the swordsman who had followed the crowd to call me a cheat—and his colleague who had unfortunately been roped into the mess; since my beheading of two men in the contest, I have been feared by the citizens of the Lycan's region. There were no more whispers, well not ones I could hear—neither were there lewd comments made whenever I passed by with Isla, maybe going around, scouting, or just going to buy fruits in the market even though the daily supply of food and its essentials to our quarters was yet to cease.I have also won my last seven fights, which included races and whatever the Lycan Kings deemed worthy of shedding blood. There was even a drinking contest—not exactly official, just a night at the bar which had turned into a betting of some sort. The much-needed crowd was absent, the kings too, but I put down my foot and won, because I knew the news would spread; a woman winning a drinking contest. From the looks and whispers that had gone around the bar
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