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Lucien’s POVThe ballroom still smelled of roses and wine long after the last guest had left. Laughter and music had faded into echoes, replaced by the silence of polished marble and dying candle flames. I stood alone near the grand windows, staring into the night sky, the crown of responsibility pressing heavier on my head than ever.Heather had been all smiles tonight, radiant in her jeweled gown, her hand clinging to my arm as though it had always belonged there. To the court, we must have looked like the perfect picture: the cold king and his beautiful bride-to-be.But when her laughter rang in my ears, it wasn’t her voice I heard. It was hers.Elena.The thought was poison and salvation all at once. Six years had passed, and still, my heart refused to release her. I had told myself she was gone, lost to the winds, unwilling to be found. I had buried myself in duty, in alliances, in the mask of a ruler.And yet tonight, as I stared at the reflection of my hollow eyes in the window
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Elena’s POVThe night was quiet, broken only by the soft chirping of crickets and the crackling fire in the healer’s hut. The scent of herbs lingered in the air—sage, lavender, a touch of wolfsbane. My hands were stained green from grinding leaves, but my heart felt lighter here than it ever had back there, in the palace I once thought would be home.“Here, Mama,” a small voice said. Little fingers tugged at my sleeve, and I glanced down to see a pair of sparkling eyes—golden and mischievous. My son held up a jar of honey with both hands, his cheeks flushed from running around.“Thank you, sweetheart,” I murmured, taking it from him with a kiss on the forehead. His twin sister peeked from behind him, her curls tangled, clutching a doll one of the pack’s seamstresses had sewn for her.Six years. Six years of raising them away from eyes that would have condemned us. Six years of pretending the ache in my chest no longer existed.“Go to bed now,” I whispered, shooing them gently toward t
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Lucien’s POVThe ballroom glittered like a gilded cage. Chandeliers bathed the marble in warm golden light, candles flickering as if mocking the hollow celebration. Musicians played in the corner, their violins singing a tune meant to lift spirits, but to me it sounded like chains dragging across stone.Heather’s hand rested on my arm, her grip deceptively light but iron in meaning. She looked every inch the queen she longed to be—her gown a cascade of crimson silk studded with diamonds, her lips painted the same color as fresh blood. Her smile never wavered, radiant and false, designed to charm every pair of eyes fixed upon us.“Smile, Lucien,” she murmured under her breath, her head tilting slightly so only I would hear. “They’re all watching.”My jaw tightened. I obeyed, pulling my mouth into something that could pass as a smile. But it wasn’t joy. It was survival.Heather tugged me toward the gathering nobles, bowing and curtsying as though the very air bent to her will. She thriv
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The word twins hit me like a blow to the chest. My hands stilled over the satchel of herbs, the edges of the dried leaves crumbling beneath my fingers. For a moment, I wasn’t in the pack infirmary anymore—I was back in that moonlit garden six years ago, clutching my stomach as Heather’s laughter echoed faintly behind closed doors.“Twins?” I asked carefully, forcing my voice to stay steady. My subordinate, Mira, looked up at me with wide, eager eyes.“Yes, healer. The patient’s wife gave birth to two healthy pups last night. The whole pack is celebrating—it’s rare and considered a blessing from the Moon Goddess.”I nodded slowly, dismissing her with a soft smile, but inside, my heart twisted. Twins. A blessing. A sign of power.If only they knew.I left the infirmary, my legs carrying me to the secluded path behind the healer’s quarters, where no one would see me break. My fingers unconsciously brushed my abdomen, the phantom ache still there, the secret I’d carried for six long years
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“Pass me the mugwort leaves,” I said firmly, my hands already pressing down against the wound of the young warrior stretched out on the bed. His breathing came in shallow gasps, sweat slicking his temples, the gash across his ribs refusing to stop bleeding.“Yes, healer,” Mira, my apprentice, rushed forward, her small fingers trembling as she placed the leaves into my waiting palm.The tangy, bitter scent filled my nose as I crushed the herb between my fingers, releasing its properties. My hands worked with practiced ease, steady and confident as though they had been born to do this. Six years ago, I would never have believed I would become this woman—a healer respected in another pack, far from everything I once knew. Far from him.I quickly layered the paste across the wound, watching as the bleeding slowed, then pressed clean linen firmly against it.The warrior groaned, his body twitching beneath my touch. I leaned closer, murmuring, “You’ll live. The Goddess didn’t bring you this
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Chapter 26Six Years Later…LUCIEN’S POV“The kidnappings are getting more intense and the Alphas are calling for meeting with His Royal Highness,” Saint said from across the desk but I was not paying attention. I stopped paying attention that night. That day when my mate disappeared. When she disappeared from the surface of the earth. I had searched everywhere for her. Everywhere I knew. From the rogue den to every den Grey was able to find but she wasn't there. I had even made it a life mission to ensure that there was no rogue den breathing anywhere and yet… my mate was nowhere to be found. Somehow I knew within me that she wasn't dead but she wasn’t close either. “Lucien, you need to focus.” Marco’s voice cut through my thoughts and I let out a groan, adjusting in my seat properly. I cut a glance at him and he gave me a knowing look. “And what do you suggest? I have had Marco go visit some of the packs for explanation but all of them seemed to have different points. None of
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