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CHAPTER 74
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STOLEN BY THE MATE I DIDN'T WANT CHAPTER 80
The western cliffs burned.Not with fire but with memory.Ancient sigils carved into the rock face blazed awake in slow, deliberate sequence, each line of power illuminating as though responding to a command older than language. The stone groaned as if waking from a long, resentful sleep, fractures glowing briefly before sealing themselves again. This was not destruction. It was recall.The glow spread downward, threading through the cliff like veins beneath skin, reaching deep into the earth where light had not touched in centuries. Whatever lay beneath the cliffs had not been disturbed by time.It had been waiting.Liora stood at the edge of the observation balcony, fingers curled tightly around the cold stone railing. The wind off the western ridge carried a low vibration—not a sound exactly, but a pressure that settled behind her eyes and against her ribs. Her heart hammered so violently she feared it might give her away, as though the cliffs themselves could sense fear.Below her
STOLEN BY THE MATE I DIDN'T WANT CHAPTER 79
The first sign was silence.Not the natural quiet of night settling over a tired city, but the wrong kind—the absence of expected noise. No late tavern laughter drifting up the streets. No clatter of carts returning home. No distant arguments bleeding through thin walls. Even the guards’ boots along the outer walls sounded muted, swallowed by stone and fog, as if the city itself were afraid to make a sound.It was the kind of quiet that came before something broke.Draven felt it long before anyone spoke of it.He stood at the eastern watchtower, one hand resting on the cold stone parapet, eyes fixed on the dark horizon beyond the city walls. His wolf paced beneath his skin, restless, hackles raised, senses stretched thin. The wind carried too little—no rot, no fire, no living movement. No birds stirred in the trees. No insects sang. Only the faint, metallic tang of disturbed magic clung to the air, sharp enough to scrape the inside of his lungs when he breathed.Predators knew this s
STOLEN BY THE MATE I DIDN'T WANT CHAPTER 78
The city did not wake all at once.It stirred.Slowly. Uneasily. Like a wounded animal testing whether it was safe to move again.Morning bells rang later than usual, their tones uneven as if the metal itself hesitated. Merchants opened shutters a fraction at a time, peering out as though expecting the streets themselves to bite back. Citizens gathered in small knots at street corners, voices low, heads inclined toward one another, eyes lifting again and again toward the palace that loomed above them—scarred now, visibly altered, its towers blackened in places, its banners hanging limp and torn.It was no longer untouchable.Rumors moved faster than truth ever could, slipping through alleys and doorways, reshaping themselves with every retelling.Selene fled.Selene defeated.The Alpha returned.The Luna broke the chains.The childThat last one was never finished aloud.The words died in throats, swallowed by instinctive fear. Some things were not meant to be named yet.Liora felt th
STOLEN BY THE MATE I DIDN'T WANT CHAPTER 77
Power never vanished.It lingered.It clung to the council chamber long after the bows were given and the murmured vows of loyalty faded into stone and dust. The air itself felt altered, heavier somehow, as though the walls remembered what had been unleashed within them. Hairline fractures still traced the marble floor, subtle reminders that authority had been taken, not granted.The kingdom had not rejected Selene.It had survived her.And survival bred questions far more dangerous than rebellion ever could.Liora felt it the moment she stepped beyond the chamber doors.Not hostility.Not devotion.Calculation.Eyes followed her, some open, some hidden behind lowered lashes. Whispers slid through the corridors like cautious smoke, not loud enough to challenge, not quiet enough to dismiss. Names were weighed. Alliances reconsidered. Futures quietly rearranged.She did not turn.She was already learning the first, cruel lesson of rule: reacting gave others power. Listening took it away
STOLEN BY THE MATE I DIDN'T WANT CHAPTER 76
The palace did not heal overnight.Dawn crept through broken ceilings and shattered arches, pale light spilling across ruins that still smelled of smoke and blood and raw, scorched magic. The halls bore deep scars—cracked pillars, collapsed balconies, walls etched with claw marks and rune burns that would never fully fade. The silence that followed was not peaceful.It was wary.As though the palace itself was listening, uncertain whether the violence had truly ended or merely paused to breathe.Liora woke on a stone floor that was not cold.For a disorienting moment, she thought she had died and been laid upon some ceremonial altar. Then she shifted slightly and felt fabric tighten around her shoulders, heavy and warm.Draven’s cloak.The scent of him wrapped around her—iron and pine, smoke and something unmistakably alive. Grounding. Familiar. Safe.She didn’t move right away.Instead, she listened.To the steady, rhythmic breathing of Silver against her chest, his small body rising
STOLEN BY THE MATE I DIDN'T WANT CHAPTER 75
The palace was no longer a palace.It was a battlefield.Stone pillars lay shattered, the ceiling gaping in jagged tears, sunlight stabbing through like knives. Dust and ash swirled in the air, making every breath a struggle. The wards that had once defined Selene’s power were gone, obliterated by the bond between Liora and Draven.Selene stood in the center of the destruction, eyes flashing with fury and disbelief. Her hands sparked with fractured magic, runes hovering in the air like angry ghosts.“You think this,” she hissed, voice slicing through the chaos, “is yours? You think a bond—two weak mortals tied to an infant—can undo centuries of control?”Liora tightened her hold on Silver, feeling the pulse of Draven’s presence through the bond. Every heartbeat, every surge of energy, reminded her that they were connected. That they were not alone.“It is ours,” Liora said, voice steady despite the tremor of adrenaline coursing through her veins. “And we will protect what is ours—what
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