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You’re just paranoid!

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Aria’s POV

For a moment, neither of us moved. His eyes softened, something raw flickering there, pity, maybe, or something deeper.

Then he reached up, his fingers brushing my arm, light as a promise.

“We’ll find out,” he said quietly. “I’ll get all the records you want.”

His words lingered in the air between us, heavier than any vow.

The morning came too quickly and pale light seeped through the curtains, washing the room in soft gray. I barely slept. My mind wouldn’t stop spinning around the same thoughts, the poison, Cassia’s lifeless face, Eros’s calm voice saying he trusted his pack.

By the time Eros knocked at my door, I was already dressed.

“We’re going to the healer,” he said simply, standing tall in the doorway. His tone left no room for hesitation.

I nodded, brushing past him into the hall. The castle corridors were quieter than usual, filled only with the muffled rustle of servants starting their day. The scent of rain hung in the air, heavy and metallic.

Eros didn’t speak
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  • Reborn for the Lycan king    Close catch

    Aria’s POVHe shook his head firmly. “Listen to me. From now on, I’ll make sure you’re safe. We’ll find proof that ties them to your father’s poisoning. Once we have it, I’ll see to it myself that justice is done. No one threatens my mate and walks away.”His voice dropped lower, almost a growl now, thick with conviction. “You’ve suffered enough. I’ll shield you from this, Aria with whatever it takes.”And when he said it, I believed him, not because he was the Lycan King, but because for the first time since my rebirth, someone was standing beside me not out of duty, but out of genuine care.For the first time, I didn’t feel alone. He huffed me, and I let myself get lost in my mate’s arms. Until now, I hadn’t realized how much I needed it. The moon hung low that night, swollen and pale, casting silvery light through the long windows of the corridor. The pack house was quiet, eerily so. Every sound, every faint creak of the old floorboards, felt like a warning. My pulse beat in my

  • Reborn for the Lycan king    I told him my secret

    Aria’s POVI met his gaze and said the words I had buried for so long. “I had lived before but I died, Eros.”The silence that followed was sharp, the kind that made the air itself hum.He didn’t move, didn’t blink. He just stared.I forced myself to go on. “But I was killed by my husband, Darren and my best friend, Elara.”His body went rigid, every muscle tensing. “What?” His voice was rough, like the word burned coming out.I nodded, tears welling in my eyes. “They killed my father, they killed me, they killed my unborn child, his child. I thought Elara was my friend, my sister. But they betrayed me. Darren wanted my title, my pack, and Elara wanted my life. She wanted to be me. They wanted to use my child’s blood for a ritual. They worked together and when I finally realized it, it was too late. He-” My throat tightened painfully. “He ripped our child from me before I could even hold it.”Eros’s eyes darkened, fury flashing behind the shock. He looked like he wanted to destroy som

  • Reborn for the Lycan king    What do you mean?

    Aria’s POVBefore I could think of an excuse, Eros stepped between us smoothly. “Elara,” he said, voice even but firm, “Aria’s had a long day. Let her rest.”The way he said it, gentle but commanding made even Elara pause.Her eyes flickered between us, and then she smiled, soft and knowing. “Of course, of course,” she said lightly. “I just worry, that’s all. You two really are lovebirds, aren’t you?”Her tone was playful, but there was something sharp beneath it, something that didn’t sound like a joke.She waved her hand dramatically and began walking toward her own quarters, humming again, that same easy tune that now made my skin crawl.The moment she disappeared around the corner, Eros and I turned toward each other. Neither of us spoke for a few seconds, but the silence said enough.We both exhaled, long and heavy.“Thank the goddess,” I whispered. “I don’t think they saw the cameras.”Eros nodded, jaw tight. “Let’s hope not. We can’t afford anyone knowing about our plans.”We

  • Reborn for the Lycan king    Two faced serpent

    Aria’s POVHer eyes darted briefly to Eros before she smiled again. “I did, but I’ve changed my mind. I don’t think they’ll have what I want”“But you wouldn’t know if you don’t check?”“I’ll rather pass, Aria. Let’s all just go home together.”The words hung there for a second too long, echoing with meanings she didn’t bother to hide.Eros nodded slowly, ever polite. “If you’re ready, we can give you a ride back.” He said to her. I looked at him, then back at her. “Of course,” I murmured, but I couldn’t stop the unease curling around my chest.As we stepped outside, the chill of the evening air hit me. The lights from the restaurant spilled onto the pavement in golden pools, and for a moment, it almost looked peaceful. But my instincts screamed otherwise.Elara walked ahead of us, humming softly, her cloak trailing behind her like shadow and silk. Ronan lingered a few steps back, still calm, still unreadable. Eros walked beside me, silent but tense.And me? I couldn’t shake the fe

  • Reborn for the Lycan king    A conversation about trust

    Aria’s POVHer eyes sparkled as she said it, but there was something behind that sparkle, a glimmer of something she wasn’t saying.Ronan leaned back in his chair, his easy smile fixed in place. “I guess you’ve always had that adventurous streak,” he said finally, his tone casual, but his gaze flicked briefly between Eros and me before settling on his plate again. He’d barely spoken since Elara arrived, which made his quiet composure all the more unnerving.The conversation drifted, meandering through small talk about the city’s noise, the restaurant’s food, and the weather back at the pack. And then, like a knife hidden in silk, Elara’s voice slipped between us.“So, Aria.” she said, swirling her wine. “Do you believe love can survive without trust?”The table went still, even the clinking of silverware from other diners seemed to fade into the background. Eros raised his head, his brow furrowed slightly. “That’s a heavy question for dinner.”Elara smiled, that soft, wistful smile

  • Reborn for the Lycan king    The lady in a mask

    Aria’s POV“Who?”“That woman over there.”The woman hesitated at the entrance for only a heartbeat before walking directly toward us. Every step was measured, almost deliberate like she came there to see us. Eros’s hand inched toward mine beneath the table, a subtle gesture of protection that sent my pulse racing.She stopped right in front of us. Then, with a slow, almost dramatic motion, she reached up and pulled the mask off her face.“Elara?” My voice came out in a half whisper, half gasp.Her lips curved into that familiar, dazzling smile that could melt ice if you didn’t know her better.“Surprise!” she said brightly, as if appearing unannounced in another town wearing a mask was the most normal thing in the world.Eros blinked, clearly caught off guard. “Elara? What are you doing here? I thought you were-” “Back at the pack house?” she finished for him with a light laugh. “I was, but I needed to pick up a few things from the market out here.” She turned to me, “You know me,

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