MasukLIORA’S POVThe room fell silent as I stepped inside.At least a dozen women sat arranged in an elegant circle, teacups balanced on delicate saucers, their eyes all turning to assess me. The afternoon light streaming through the tall windows made everything look deceptively warm and welcoming.But the expressions on their faces were anything but.Seraphina bounced forward, pulling me with her. “Everyone, you remember Liora!”A few polite smiles but mostly cold stares.“Of course we remember,” one woman said, her voice dripping with false sweetness. “How could we forget?”Elora glided to the center of the room, gesturing to an empty chair. “Please, Liora, sit. Make yourself comfortable.”I moved to the indicated seat, hyper-aware of every eye tracking my movement. Seraphina settled beside me, squeezing my hand encouragingly.The ladies immediately surrounded Sera and Elora, their attention shifting away from me as they launched into animated conversation.“Lady Elora, your gown is abso
LUCAS’S POV“The northern trading route has been compromised for three months now,” Jensen said, his voice rising with barely contained frustration. “We’re losing thousands in revenue every week that we delay action.”“Action?” Valor scoffed from across the council table. “You mean reckless military intervention that could spark a war we’re not prepared to fight?”“I mean protecting our interests…”“By sending troops into disputed territory? That’s precisely the kind of shortsighted aggression that…”I sat at the head of the table, watching them argue with the same detached boredom I’d felt through countless meetings like this one. The same arguments, posturing and predictable dance of council politics.“The northern clans have been testing our borders for years,” Jensen continued, leaning forward. “If we don’t respond with strength, they’ll see it as weakness. We need to…”“Negotiate,” Valor interrupted. “We need to negotiate like rational leaders instead of warmongering fools. The t
LIORA’S POVMy heart skipped a beat, panic flooding through me as those hands covered my eyes.Then a familiar female voice spoke up again, warm and teasing. “Come on, guess!”I knew that voice.I spun around, and my breath caught.“Seraphina?”She grinned at me, her dark curls bouncing as she clapped her hands together. “You remembered! I wasn’t sure you would after all this time.”“Of course I remember!” Without thinking, I threw my arms around her, and she hugged me back just as tightly.Seraphina was Lord Aldric’s second wife, though calling her that made her sound older than she was. We were the same age, he’d married her just two years ago when she was barely seventeen. She’d been kind to me during my time at Lord Cassius’s house, one of the few people who treated me like a person rather than a servant.When she pulled back, I could see she’d changed. She wore elegant clothes now, her hair styled beautifully, but her smile was the same. Warm and Genuine.“I traveled to the easte
LIORA’S POVI stood frozen, water dripping from my hair and dress, staring up at the balcony where the maid had disappeared.Then suddenly, the other maids surrounded me.“Oh, my lady, how terrible!”“Let us help you…”“Come, you need to get out of these wet clothes…”Too many hands touched me at once, pulling at my arms, guiding me away from the courtyard. Their voices were glazed with false concern, their smiles stretched too wide.I looked back over my shoulder.Myra still crouched on the ground where I’d left her, one hand pressed to her bruised cheek. Our eyes met for a brief moment before the maids steered me around a corner and she disappeared from view.They ushered me back to my chambers with efficiency, chattering the entire way about what an unfortunate accident it had been, how clumsy that girl was, how they would make sure to report her carelessness.Inside my room, they began helping me out of the soaked dress, their fingers quick and impersonal.“So sorry, my lady…”“Su
LIORA’S POVI stared at the open book in front of me, the words blurring together into meaningless shapes.Why had Darren left the palace? Was it really because of me? Because the thought of fulfilling our arrangement disgusted him so much he had to flee? Or was he actually investigating Anna and Lord Cassius’s death like he’d promised?Maybe he was gathering evidence, interviewing witnesses, doing all the things he couldn’t do while trapped in palace politics.Or maybe he’d just abandoned me.“Lady Liora.”Lady Maelis’s sharp voice cut through my thoughts. I looked up to find her staring at me with barely concealed irritation.“I apologize, Lady Maelis. I was just…”“Daydreaming again.” She tapped her cane against the desk. “We’re discussing pack history, not providing you time for wool-gathering. Now, where was I?”“The previous Luna,” I said quickly, trying to refocus.“Yes. Luna Marianne.” Lady Maelis’s expression softened slightly. “She was beloved by all, a true lady in every se
LIORA’S POVI moved through the corridors as quickly as I could, trying to follow Myra’s instructions exactly. Third corridor on the right. Then back through the door to the servants’ passages.But everything looked the same. Ornate walls, expensive carpets, portraits of people I didn’t know staring down at me with judgment in their painted eyes.I turned a corner and found myself in an unfamiliar hallway. This wasn’t right. I should have reached his door by now.The palace was like a maze, twisting and branching in ways that made no sense. I wasn’t even sure which floor I was on anymore.I heard voices echoing ahead, growing louder. I ducked into an alcove behind a large tapestry, pressing myself against the wall as footsteps approached.“Did you hear? Lady Liora tried to attend court functions today.”“The surrogate? How pathetic.”“I heard she can barely manage basic etiquette. Lady Maelis has her hands full trying to make her presentable.”My cheeks burned with humiliation as the







