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CHAPTER SIXTY FOUR

Penulis: ECHO NOIR
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-03-30 09:40:32

DEREK'S POV.

The night was quiet. Too quiet.

I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the floor as moonlight crept through the window. My muscles ached, my mind was a storm, and yet my body refused to relax. Even though it's already been a day, last night still replayed in my head like a war I had already lost. Their faces were burned into my memory. Her soft defiance, his cold certainty. I could still feel the heat of the argument, the tension between us like a living thing in the room.

I had b
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    HOPE'S POV.I held her gaze this time.I didn’t look away.“If no one recognized it,” I said calmly, “then he would be dead right now. Is that what you want, Seraphina? Would you rather he died than someone recorgnized the poison that he consumed and steps in to help? The only reason Elder Ronan survived is because I recorgnized the poison on time and went to find the cure.”The room stilled again.Seraphina tilted her head slightly, like she was considering my words. But the faint smile on her lips didn’t fade.“Of course,” she said smoothly. “And how lucky for him that you were here.”Lucky.The word didn’t sit right.I straightened a little more, setting the bowl down carefully so my hands wouldn’t give away the tension building inside me.“You keep saying that like it’s a problem,” I replied. "Is that a problem, Seraphina? Because if it is, feel free to come out and say it to my face rather than throwing words around. Some of those words can be more dangerous and harmful than you

  • SECOND CHANCE: CLAIMED BY THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER EIGHTY FOUR

    HOPE'S POV.I held her gaze this time.I didn’t look away.“If no one recognized it,” I said calmly, “then he would be dead right now. Is that what you want, Seraphina? Would you rather he died than someone recorgnized the poison that he consumed and steps in to help? The only reason Elder Ronan survived is because I recorgnized the poison on time and went to find the cure.”The room stilled again.Seraphina tilted her head slightly, like she was considering my words. But the faint smile on her lips didn’t fade.“Of course,” she said smoothly. “And how lucky for him that you were here.”Lucky.The word didn’t sit right.I straightened a little more, setting the bowl down carefully so my hands wouldn’t give away the tension building inside me.“You keep saying that like it’s a problem,” I replied. "Is that a problem, Seraphina? Because if it is, feel free to come out and say it to my face rather than throwing words around. Some of those words can be more dangerous and harmful than you

  • SECOND CHANCE: CLAIMED BY THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER EIGHTY FOUR

    HOPE'S POV.I held her gaze this time.I didn’t look away.“If no one recognized it,” I said calmly, “then he would be dead right now. Is that what you want, Seraphina? Would you rather he died than someone recorgnized the poison that he consumed and steps in to help? The only reason Elder Ronan survived is because I recorgnized the poison on time and went to find the cure.”The room stilled again.Seraphina tilted her head slightly, like she was considering my words. But the faint smile on her lips didn’t fade.“Of course,” she said smoothly. “And how lucky for him that you were here.”Lucky.The word didn’t sit right.I straightened a little more, setting the bowl down carefully so my hands wouldn’t give away the tension building inside me.“You keep saying that like it’s a problem,” I replied. "Is that a problem, Seraphina? Because if it is, feel free to come out and say it to my face rather than throwing words around. Some of those words can be more dangerous and harmful than you

  • SECOND CHANCE: CLAIMED BY THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER EIGHTY THREE

    HOPE’S POV.The room did not return to normal after Ronan stabilized.It only grew quieter.Not the calm kind of quiet—the kind that normally settles after a storm. No. This was something else entirely. A heavy, watchful silence that pressed against my skin and made every small sound feel too loud in my ear, including my own breathing and that of the people around me.I stayed where I was beside the couch, watching Ronan’s chest rise and fall. It was still uneven, but stronger than before. That was something. That meant the herbs were working.Servants moved carefully around us, cleaning the floor, wiping away the blood, replacing broken items. They spoke in hushed voices, avoiding eye contact.The guards remained stationed nearby, but even they seemed… different. More alert. More rigid.And the elders, they stood in small clusters now, further away from the couch than before, speaking quietly among themselves. Every now and then, I caught one of them glancing in my direction.Not ope

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    HOPE’S POV.By the time we reached the castle, my legs were already aching.But I didn’t slow down.I couldn’t.“Open the doors!” one of the guards shouted as we approached.The large doors swung open immediately, and I rushed inside, gripping the satchel tightly in my hand. My heart was pounding—not from the run, but from the weight of what was waiting for me inside.Elder Ronan.I could still see the way he collapsed. The blood.The way his body had shaken. The image has refused to leave my head. I couldn't help but wonder just how many people could have been in his condition right now if anyone else had eaten the poison.“Make way!” the guards called as we moved quickly through the halls.Servants stepped aside immediately. Some stared. Some lowered their heads.I didn’t stop. Didn’t think.Just moved.By the time we reached the sitting room, I pushed the doors open without waiting.The scene inside hadn’t changed much.Ronan was still on the couch.But he looked worse.Paler.Swea

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    HOPE’S POV.The air outside felt different. Too cold.Or maybe that was just me.I tightened my grip on the small satchel in my hand as I stepped past the castle gates, the guards falling into place around me without a word. Their presence was meant to be reassuring, I knew that.But right now…It only made everything feel more tense than they already are.“We don’t have much time,” I said, glancing ahead at the tree line. “The poison is fast. If we delay too long, the antidote won’t work.”“Yes, my queen” one of the guards replied immediately.The word still felt strange.My queen.I wasn’t sure I would ever get used to it. And... maybe it's just ne but I can't help but notice that it sounds forced whenever they call me that, almost like they were being forced to do it, not because they actually want to. And considering the situation in which I arrived here I wouldn't be surprised at all if that was the case.I nodded slightly and continued forward. The moment we crossed into the woo

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    HOPE’S POV.I swallowed, my fingers tightening slightly around the fabric of my dress, but this time I didn’t let my voice shake as much.“I don’t understand,” I said, lifting my chin just a little. “Hunter, Alaric—whatever you choose to call him—there’s something you should understand, Seraphina.

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    HOPE'S POV.Seraphina’s lips pulled into a smirk full of dark satisfaction, almost as if I had admitted defeat simply by asking that question.“Yes,” she said, crossing her arms. “Alaric. That’s his name, not… whatever it is you keep calling him.”She paused, tilting her head, her expression full o

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