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149. HER WORDS LIKE GOSPEL

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last update 게시일: 2025-09-14 21:39:46

RAVEN

I sat by the window, staring out into the courtyard when Rowena walked in without even knocking. Her presence was always like a thorn under my skin, subtle enough to ignore sometimes, but sharp enough to draw blood if I wasn’t careful.

“What are you doing here, Rowena?” I asked flatly, not even turning to face her.

She chuckled under her breath, that high-pitched little sound she used when she thought she had the upper hand.

“You sound so hostile, Raven. I only came to check on you.”

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    KIERANThey came to me in the night because that was the way of it…men in oilskins and furs, faces half-swallowed by shadow, voices that never rose above the low tones of wolves on the hunt.“Alpha,” Marcellus said, when the door closed and the candles guttered low. “Lucian moves like a fever across the borders. He’s coaxing your enemies, stirring up rogues. The scouts saw him with Raven’s banner on his hip.”I let the name roll in my mouth like a stone. Lucian. He had the audacity of fire: always two steps from cinder, always close enough to scorch.“Raven?” I asked slowly. “You mean the woman who crawled from under my own men’s boots and lived to whisper at taverns?”“Aye.” Marcellus thumped the table. “And he’s using her. They say she promised him…” He stopped because there were rules to how much a man could say when the Alpha’s temper could tilt the world.“Promised what?” I demanded. My voice was steady, but inside something like a wire pulled taught.“Promises are knives that cu

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    RAVENI’d been pacing the edge of the northern woods when the news reached me. A scout…mud-splattered and trembling, came running through the trees, his chest heaving. The look in his eyes told me everything before he even opened his mouth.“They let him go,” he gasped.For a moment, I didn’t move. The wind shifted, carrying the scent of pine and blood…faint, but there.“What do you mean they let him go?” I asked, my voice calm, though the tension in my jaw betrayed me.He swallowed hard. “Alpha Kieran’s men… they released the spy. Left him at the border…half dead, Alpha. He’s barely hanging on.”My hands clenched at my sides. I felt that familiar heat crawl up the back of my neck…the one that came every time Kieran reminded me who he was. He didn’t kill the spy because he wanted to send a message. I knew him too well. Death would’ve been mercy.“Where is he now?” I asked tightly.“With Lucian’s healers,” the scout replied. “They say he might not make it through the night.”I turned a

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    ROWENAI was stacking plates by the counter when I heard two of the kitchen maids whispering by the hearth. Their voices were low, but sharp enough to cut through the clatter of pots and the hiss of the simmering stew. I tried to ignore them at first…Kieran’s business was his, not mine…but something in their tone made me pause.“Did you hear what happened to that spy?” one of them, Mara, whispered, glancing around before leaning closer to the other girl.“Alpha Kieran let him go. Said he wasn’t worth killing.”“What? Let him go?” the other gasped. “After what he did?”I stilled, my hands hovering over the stack of plates. Let him go? That didn’t sound like Kieran at all. He wasn’t known for mercy…especially not when it came to rogues sent by Lucian.Mara shook her head quickly. “No, not like that. They left him half dead, apparently. The guards said the man could barely crawl when they dumped him by the eastern border.”My breath hitched slightly, and I forced myself to keep wiping th

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    RAVENFrom the shadows of the corridor, I watched it all unravel. Selene, with her nose high in the air, storming out of the kitchen with her little entourage trailing like dogs at her heels, while Rowena stood frozen by the stew pot, her face pale but her spine stiff. I couldn’t help the smirk tug

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    ROWENAAs I moved from one end of the kitchen to the other, checking on the bread rising near the fire and the pot of stew simmering in the corner, I couldn’t shake the thought that every word spoken here might find its way to Alpha Kieran’s ears. It was almost like the walls themselves had grown e

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    LUCIANThe waiting that followed felt more violent than any fight I’ve known. Every footstep outside, every clink of a cup, every cough in the alley felt like a bell that could announce my end. I took to sitting where the shadows pooled deepest and watching the light move across the tavern’s floorb

  • Reclaiming His Fated Luna   167. DON’T TEMPT FATE

    LUCIANI leaned back against the cold stone wall, letting the shadows swallow me, and I whispered to myself.“Patience, Lucian… patience.” My chest ached with the weight of all the rage I’d been carrying, but at the same time, I knew better than to let it out recklessly. Kieran had eyes everywhere.

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