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WHAT THE MOON FEARS
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Sold After Rejection to the Ruthless Lycan King DREAMS OF BLOOD
Elara POVSleep came like a lie. It wrapped around me gently, pretending to be rest, pretending to be mercy. I remember thinking, as my eyes closed, as the weight of the day loosened its grip.Then the blood began to sing.I stood on a vast plain of ash-gray stone beneath a sky without stars. No Moon. No sun. Just an endless dark that breathed slowly, as if it were alive. The air tasted metallic, sharp on my tongue, and every breath felt borrowed instead of owned.I wasn’t afraid yet. I felt… expected.The ground beneath my bare feet was warm. Not from heat, from life. I looked down and saw thin cracks spreading through the stone, glowing faintly red, like veins beneath skin.My veins.The understanding settled deep in my bones.This is not a place, something inside me whispered.This is a memory.A low sound rolled across the plain.Not thunder.A breath.I turned.They came out of the darkness one by one, wolves, enormous and ancient, their bodies shaped from shadow and bloodlight.
Sold After Rejection to the Ruthless Lycan King WHAT THE MOON FEARS
Kael POVThe Moon followed us. Not in the sky. Inside the stone.I felt it as we walked, pressure without weight, attention without warmth. The palace corridors narrowed as we moved deeper, older rock closing around us like ribs. Torches burned lower than they should have, flames bending as if the air itself was listening.Elara said nothing.That worried me more than any accusation.I led her through a passage few used anymore, carved before treaties, before councils, before anyone decided the Moon deserved obedience instead of respect. The walls here remembered blood and vows. They did not pretend to be clean.When we reached the chamber, I sealed the door with a thought.The wards settled. Quiet. Ours.Only then did I turn to her.She stood with her shoulders straight, chin lifted. Not defiant. Steady. The silver in her mark had dimmed, but it hadn’t gone cold. It never did anymore.“You heard enough,” I said.“Yes,” she replied.Not Tell me. Not Explain.Just yes.I rubbed a hand
Sold After Rejection to the Ruthless Lycan King SECRETS BEHIND STONE
Elara POVThe palace never truly slept. Even at night, it breathed, stone settling, torches whispering, guards shifting their weight in endless corridors. Since the Council fractured, the air itself felt tighter, as if the walls were holding their breath.I couldn’t.Sleep had abandoned me hours ago, leaving my thoughts sharp and restless. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw silver fire. Broken sigils. The Moon’s light tearing itself apart.So I walked.Barefoot at first, then slipping into soft shoes, moving quietly through familiar passages. I told myself I needed air. That the silence in my chambers had grown too loud.I did not tell myself the truth.I was looking for Kael.Not because I needed him.Because I needed answers.The palace treated me differently now. Doors opened faster. Servants bowed lower. Guards watched me with something like fear tangled with awe.Untouchable, they thought.Dangerous.They weren’t wrong, but they weren’t right either.I followed the sound of voice
Sold After Rejection to the Ruthless Lycan King THE QUIET WAR
Lyra POVPower never announces itself. It does not arrive with raised voices or shattered stone. It does not demand attention.Power arrives quietly, like a thought you didn’t realize was already yours.I learned that long before Elara stepped into the Council chamber and fractured a ritual older than memory. Long before the Moon screamed. Long before the court tasted fear and mistook it for awakening.True power does not roar. It whispers. And it waits.The first omega arrived at dawn.She knelt where I told her to kneel, head bowed, hands folded neatly in her lap. Her breathing was shallow, controlled, as if she had practiced stillness long before today. Her name was Selene.I knew everything about her already.Her pack’s debts. The brother she hid in the southern provinces. The way she flinched when Alphas raised their voices. The quiet terror she carried like a second skin.She believed she had been summoned for mercy.That belief was useful.“You may rise,” I said.She hesitated
Sold After Rejection to the Ruthless Lycan King THE ALPHA WHO CAME BACK
Elara POVI did not expect him to return. Not after the way he left.The palace had not settled since the Council shattered. Servants moved softly through the corridors, as if the walls themselves were listening. Guards doubled at every archway. Whispers followed me everywhere, no longer sharp with contempt, but edged with awe and fear.Some bowed too deeply. Some would not meet my eyes. I felt different too.Not powerful in the way stories promised. Not triumphant. There was no thrill in it, no rush.Just… clear.Like a wound that had finally closed. Tender, but no longer bleeding.I was standing in the lower garden when I felt it.A presence I knew too well.My steps slowed. I did not turn right away.“Elara.”His voice was exactly as I remembered it.Lower than most. Confident. Used to being obeyed.Once, hearing it had been enough to make my heart race. Enough to make me hopeful. Enough to make me foolish.Now it stirred something distant, muted, like pressing a finger to a scar t
Sold After Rejection to the Ruthless Lycan King THE SHIELDED
Kael POVThe Moon did not forgive easily. I felt its backlash the instant the silver fire ripped through the council chamber, an invisible weight slamming into my chest, ancient and furious. Power surged wild and uncontained, scraping against the wards like claws dragged over bone.“Elara!”She was on her knees at the center of the fracture.Silver light lashed around her like a living storm, violent and beautiful, as if the Moon itself had chosen her body as a battlefield. The Council scattered in panic, robes flaring, voices breaking. Stone cracked beneath their feet. Sigils screamed as they failed. The chamber that had never bowed to any king was tearing itself apart.And Elara was still.Too still.I moved.There was no strategy. No calculation. No careful weighing of cost.I stepped between Elara and the Moon.The pressure hit me like a wall.My knees bent. My teeth ground together as the Moon pressed down with the authority of ages, demanding obedience, demanding balance, demand
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