MasukFor fifteen years, Elora Caspian believed she was the beloved daughter of the powerful Caspian family. Then their biological daughter, Sienna, came home, and everything changed. Overnight, Elora became the daughter who had overstayed her welcome. Her room, her family, and even the love she once took for granted slowly became Sienna’s. When Sienna committed a crime that could destroy the family, Elora was persuaded to take the blame. She thought two years in Blackwood Labor Prison would be the price she paid for the family who had raised her. She was wrong. When Elora finally returns, she is no longer the girl who begs to be loved. She wants nothing from her family except the freedom to leave. But fate has other plans. The powerful Alpha Denzel Luther came to Crestmark intending to marry Sienna for the sake of an alliance. Instead, he discovers that Elora is his True Mate. And when the Lycan King Valerius Hale takes an unexpected interest in the girl everyone else has discarded, strange things begin happening around Elora—things that make even the most powerful wolves question who she really is. Elora thought her greatest battle would be learning to live without the family she once loved. She never imagined that the truth about her past could change the fate of the entire Lycan world. Because the girl they replaced may be far more important than anyone ever knew.
Lihat lebih banyakThe blue eyes held mine.I forgot how to breathe.I stayed curled against the damp stone wall. My arms wrapped around my head. My knees pressed to my chest. My whole body shook. I couldn't make it stop."Breathe."The voice was low. Velvet wrapped around steel.I tried to breath. My chest hitched. The air came in short, ragged gasps that burned my throat."I can't," I whispered."You can." He said. He didn't move closer. He stayed exactly where he was. One knee on the cold stone floor. His hands resting on his thigh. "Slowly. In through your nose."I closed my eyes. I tried to follow his voice instead of the screaming in my head. In through my nose. Out through my mouth. My ribs still ached. Everything ached. But the trembling in my hands began to ease."That's it," he said. "Again."I did it again. The darkness loosened its grip. Just a little. Enough for me to open my eyes.He was still there.The Lycan King. Valerius Hale.I had seen him once before. Two years ago. From the far end
"I asked you a question, Elora," Damon spat, taking a heavy step toward me. "Or did two years surrounded by scum ruin your ability to speak?"I looked at him, really looked at him.Years ago, Damon Cross was the boy who bought me sweet chestnuts in the market during winter. He was the boy who swore he would always protect me if I ever felt afraid. Now, looking into his hazel eyes, I saw only disgust and absolute, unwavering hatred."I am carrying candleholders because I was given work to do," I said, my voice completely flat. "Nothing more.""Don't lie to me!" Damon growled, his knuckles turning white where his hand rested on his sword hilt. "You think I don't know how your mind works? You want Dorian to see you covered in dirt. You want Madam Evangeline to feel guilty for leaving you in Blackwood! You are trying to ruin Sienna's big day by parading yourself around like a victim!"A low, tired breath escaped my lips."I don't care about the banquet, Damon," I said softly. "I don't car
I left immediately and retreated to the guest room. I didn't wait to hear what Dorian or Sienna had to say. I've had enough of their opinions about how I should feel. But I didn't sleep that night.The small guest room at the far end of the servant hall was cold, the mattress thin and stiff. But it wasn't the hard bed that kept me awake. It was the noise echoing from the floor below.All through the evening, the grand dining hall roared with chatter, clinking wine glasses, and warm laughter. The Caspian family was celebrating.From my window, I watched the sleek black carriages of high-ranking pack officials roll up the driveway to welcome the Lycan King's advance scouts. I had heard Mother’s delicate laugh, a sound I hadn't heard in two years, ring out clear and light whenever Sienna said something clever.They were a complete family downstairs.And upstairs, in the dark, I was just the dirty secret they had temporarily dragged out of the mud.Eventually, I willed myself to sleep.
Instead of going straight to the small guest room, my feet moved on their own, carrying me down the quiet hallway toward the glasshouse in the east wing.This was the private herb room Mother and I had built together when I was ten.It had been our place.Whenever her illness flared up, we would spend hours here making natural tea remedies and tending to her favorite plants. Mother had taught me which leaves eased her headaches, which flowers helped her sleep, and how to recognize when her breathing was about to worsen.Some of my happiest memories of her lived inside these walls.I had lost my bedroom without much thought. That room had only been a room.But this place was different. This was where I had been a daughter.A small, foolish part of me hoped that after everything else had been taken from me, this one sanctuary had remained untouched.I gently pushed the wooden doors open.The soothing scent of crushed lavender and wet soil was completely gone. Instead, the sharp smell of












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