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Nemesis Of The Lycan Triplets invitation V
SAGEDid he think he could escape me?The thought alone made me smile as I stepped out of the hall, my gown swishing softly around my legs. King Adam, cool, collected, stiff as a rod—walking away as though he could distance himself from what was already tugging at him. Men like him always thought they could run from fire, when all they did was trail sparks behind them.I held back a chuckle, finding the path where he had treaded upon just minutes ago.Escape from my plans? Not at all. Dora would have avoided them, would have avoided talking with them, would have probably traveled somewhere else…But I was Sage. I ran from no one, hid from no one; never giving up until the mission is complete.The attention I had gathered during the dances in the hall a few seconds ago had been glorious, the music intoxicating, the stares worth every breath I took.I had felt their eyes—hungry, disbelieving, scandalized. And I had reveled in it. For once, every gaze wasn't on the brides in their silks
Nemesis Of The Lycan Triplets invitation IV
ADAMThe mysterious girl's words struck like an arrow, piercing through the carefully woven shield I had wrapped around myself tonight. I turned my head slightly, slowly, deliberately—as if delaying would give me time to steady the sudden pull inside my chest. My eyes landed on her: Sage. The victor. The one who had already refused to bow. What did she want?My wolf stirred instantly, a restless rumble deep inside me. And then it hit me—her scent. A heady, intoxicating wave that assailed my nose as she stepped closer. It was warm, earthy, threaded with something sharper—like wildflowers crushed underfoot on a stormy night. My pulse tightened in my veins. My wolf growled softly, claws scraping against my mind as though desperate to claw his way out and get closer to her.No.I clamped down hard, locking him back into his cage. I would not allow this. I hoped she was not my mate, not bound to me by some cruel twist of fate. I wanted nothing to do with a magic wielder—a witch, nothing
Nemesis Of The Lycan Triplets invitation III
ADAMDaniel leaned back into the velvet armchair, his arms stretched wide across the headrest, looking too comfortable for the sharp words he let slip. "The girl is trouble."I didn't look up right away. The fire crackled softly in the hearth, throwing shadows that reached high into the vaulted ceiling of the common room. We sat there, the three of us, waiting while our wives-to-be prepared themselves for the evening. A ceremony demanded gowns, makeup, hair, shoes that glittered—all the tedious things that required hours of effort. I had half a mind to retreat back into my study with the stack of reports waiting there, but tradition demanded otherwise.Beside Daniel's chair, Noah leaned forward, his brow furrowed. "Which girl?"Daniel scoffed, that deep rumble of irritation that always preceded one of his lectures. He looked ready to spit nails. "Don't tell me your lunas didn't mention her. The girl who slapped Claire."At that, my eyes flicked up from the ornate pattern of the cei
Nemesis Of The Lycan Triplets invitation II
The car rolled to a smooth stop in front of the great hall, its polished frame reflecting the light of dozens of hanging lanterns. The sight alone was enough to stir something sharp in my chest—memories, bitter and unshakable. Six years ago, I had stood on these same grounds, younger, naive, and foolishly trusting, foolishing believing that my power was enough to keep me safe. Six years ago, I had been lured away from this very hall by the triplets–Adam being the chief of the madness, and almost killed. Tonight, I was back, but not as the same girl. Tonight, I was Sage, champion of the day's bloody race, dressed in silk, in magic, in defiance. And not foolish, or naive enough to believe revenge wasn't necessary; that peace was better.Maybe it was. I mused. But there was no peace without war. And that's what I was here for, playing my role in a bigger equation; bringing down the pack for the greater good of the surrounding communities.Well, that's what I tell myself the little tim
Nemesis Of The Lycan Triplets invitation
The walk back toward our quarters was anything but quiet. The streets of the pack still buzzed with life after the day's contests, and Isla and I carried the heat of attention wherever we went.Stares followed us—some curious, some openly respectful, others dripping with disdain or jealousy. Whispers rose and fell like waves. I could almost taste the bitterness in some voices, men muttering about how I'd stolen victories that belonged to the males they supported, women muttering about how I dared to walk as if I owned the place.Chauvinistic fools.Isla kept her chin lifted, her arm brushing mine as though shielding me, though she had no need. I was used to these kinds of gazes; I had been stared at all my life, whether for being too small, too strange, too stubborn, too useless. Now they looked at me because I had done what they thought I shouldn't have been able to."Don't let them get to you," Isla murmured, though her eyes sparkled with mischief. "Half of them want to be you, the
Nemesis Of The Lycan Triplets race II
The track stretched wide and long, lined with obstacles—barrels, wooden hurdles, pits of sand, even narrow water trenches. I had heard from Rachel that there were mines too, and from the grim looks of some riders, I knew it wasn't a rumor. There were also whispers of nails hidden in the dirt that would spring up without warning, shredding hooves and spilling riders onto the cruel ground. Blood was expected here; death was a spectator's entertainment. They called it a race, but everyone knew it was war disguised as sport.Hail the three bloody Lycans. They really had learnt from their father, and had even become worse. War chants rose from the stands, hundreds of voices thundering as one, shaking the air with anticipation, enlightening the contestants that we didn't come here for a mere race. The riders were lined up, mounts restless, nostrils flaring, their coats gleaming with sweat before the start had even come. The crowd's energy was infectious, rolling through the field in wave
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