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CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
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THE COLD WOLF'S MATE CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
Elara’s POVThe next day came too quickly. My arms still ached from yesterday’s washing, and my head throbbed from the confrontation, but there was no room for weakness in this place—not when people like Willow and Raven were watching and waiting for any opportunity to tear me down again.I got up before dawn, slipping out of the servants’ quarters before anyone could see me. The halls were still cloaked in silence. The only sounds were the soft creak of my worn-out slippers and the occasional crackle of torch flames licking against stone walls. I needed a moment to breathe—away from the accusing stares and hushed whispers.I ended up at the side garden—one of the places not frequently visited at this hour. It was tucked behind the eastern wall, sheltered and quiet, the flowers blooming in spite of the suffocating palace walls. I liked to think of this spot as a pocket of defiance—fragile, but stubbornly alive. It reminded me of myself.I crouched by the lily bushes, letting my finger
THE COLD WOLF'S MATE CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
Elara’s POVThe days passed, and I thought it was time to get answers. I had successfully been able to avoid all the nobles. I did my job and tried to keep my head down, but it wasn't easy.The ever-loving and kind matron, Miss Jesse, was gracious enough to give me some duties to settle back into. For the past few weeks, I did nothing but scrub, clean, and mind my business—but every day was not a holiday.Today, I was posted to the laundry room. Thank the goddess I didn't have to deliver any clothes to the occupants of the house. I washed the clothes and passed them on for others to dry. Just then, I heard the bell go off. It was time for lunch. People began to flock out to eat—those who had no job left, though. I couldn’t go because I had just put two more garments into the soapy bucket of water, and I needed to make sure they were washed before I left.“Hey, aren’t you coming to eat?” Churi, one of the few girls who had been nice to me, saw me coming back to the servants' quarters.
THE COLD WOLF'S MATE CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
Liora’s POVI watched Elara storm away, her footsteps echoing through the stone corridor like the stubborn thud of a heartbeat that refused to die. She was furious—good. Let her burn with it. Let her sink into that fury and isolation now that she’d finally realized the gilded cage Kael kept her in wasn’t protection—it was possession.I lingered by the door to her old room, fingers brushing the frame. For a brief moment, I remembered the first time she had been dragged in here—meek and shaking, clutching her old dress like it was armor. That version of Elara had known her place. That Elara hadn’t looked me in the eye, hadn’t dared to call me by name.But now? Now she strutted around in silk and silver, her lips curved in defiance and her voice laced with a dangerous sort of confidence.That wouldn’t do.I turned on my heel and made my way toward the far end of the servant wing, where the walls grew narrower and the scent of coal and damp stone clung to everything. Past the laundry room
THE COLD WOLF'S MATE CHAPTER THIRTY
Elara’s POVThe moment Kael stepped into my room, the air shifted. The flames in the fire pit hadn't at all died down, casting long, strange shadows on the walls that danced with the tension between us. I stood by the window, keeping my back to him, counting the seconds by the beat of my heart."You should be asleep," he said, his voice low."So should you."I turned slowly, my arms folding across my chest. His face was unreadable, but I wasn’t afraid of that anymore. I was done being afraid."You gave me that book to tell me something," I said.He nodded, just once. “Yes.”"Then why didn’t you just say it?"His hesitation was like a slap. All this time, all these half-truths and protective glances, and still—still—he didn’t trust me.“Because I wasn’t sure how much you were ready to know.”That was it. That was all he said.I let the silence hang heavy between us before stepping forward, jaw clenched. “You don’t get to decide that.”His eyes flickered, guilt washing over his features
THE COLD WOLF'S MATE CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
Kael’s POVThe scent of jasmine clung to the corridors like a stubborn ghost. It followed me everywhere—through the war chamber, into my private study, and even now as I stood at the edge of the courtyard, pretending to inspect the positioning of the guards.But I wasn’t paying attention to the guards. My mind was trapped elsewhere—on her.On Elara.The dinner had been a mistake. I shouldn’t have gone to her room tonight. I shouldn’t have brought the book or let the silence stretch between us like a thread tightening around my throat. But I couldn’t stay away. Every day, I found myself pulled toward her—not just out of obligation or guilt, but something else. Something I didn’t want to name.And yet, as I watched her tonight, saw the questions behind her eyes, I realized she was starting to see through me. She sensed something was wrong. She always did.I clenched my fists, turning back toward the castle. A soft whistle in the trees made me pause. My instincts kicked in—too sharp, too
THE COLD WOLF'S MATE CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
Elara’s POVThe evening air was heavy with jasmine and secrets.I stood by the balcony, the breeze tugging gently at my robe as I leaned over the railing, letting my eyes scan the quiet courtyard. From this side of Kael’s wing, I could see nearly everything—his guards moving like silent ghosts, the flicker of torches, and shadows shifting where they shouldn’t. My instincts whispered danger, but I pushed the thought aside. Not tonight. I needed tonight to be… peaceful.Kael had surprised me earlier with an unexpected visit, bringing dinner and a half-smile that lingered longer than usual. We didn’t talk about the trial, about Liora, or even about the kingdom. It was just silence—comfortable and strange, like we were pretending we were normal people instead of whatever cursed dance we were caught in.I turned back into the room, letting the curtain fall closed behind me. The soft glow of the paint bathed the walls in gold, but my heart felt cold.Something was wrong.The tension had cre
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