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Chapter Forty-Three: An Odd relationship
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The Curse Of Loving You Chapter Forty-Three: An Odd relationship
Roger’s POV Lucien wouldn’t shut up.He paced the room like something had crawled under his skin, muttering about Thornveil and politics as if either mattered to me. I leaned against the pillar, arms crossed, waiting for him to get to the point.“You summoned me for this?” I asked. “Because you’re angry?”Lucien stopped and shot me a look. “I summoned you because something has gone wrong.”That got my attention.“What?” I asked.“Mia Esbond,” he said. “She was in Thornveil.”My posture straightened immediately.“Explain,” I said.“She was masked,” Lucien continued. “But I know it was her. She tried to assassinate me during the trials.”I laughed under my breath. “She wouldn’t miss.”Lucien frowned. “She didn’t get the chance.”“Then she’s learning,” I replied calmly.Lucien studied me, clearly irritated by how little this shocked me.“There’s more,” he said. “The Alpha who won the trials.”I shrugged. “What about him?”Lucien narrowed his eyes. “He fought like someone who’s done this
The Curse Of Loving You Chapter Forty-Two: Frustrated
Lucien’s POV They really thought they fooled me.Everyone in Thornveil cheering like idiots, and Lyre smiling like she’d won the world. The whole arena was loud, chaotic, overflowing with pride and excitement… but I couldn’t enjoy any of it. Not after what happened.I clenched my jaw, sitting alone in the balcony chamber the Thornveil council had given me. My eyes remained fixed on the arena floor, even though the fights had ended hours ago.That masked Alpha.The one who mocked Lyre, dodged her attacks like he was bored, and moved with that annoyingly familiar rhythm.There was no mistaking it.It was Orion.His taunting style, that sarcastic attitude, the way he analyzed his opponent before striking… I’d seen that before, back when we trained under the previous Alpha-King.And they thought a cloth mask was enough to hide that from me?Pathetic.I leaned back in the chair, staring up at the ceiling. They almost made me laugh today. Not in a good way—more like in a frustrated, “I wan
The Curse Of Loving You Chapter Forty One: Sudden Invitation
Dexter’s POVI stood there long after they left.The hall was too quiet… almost mocking me.I felt Reinhardt’s presence before he even spoke.“You alright?” he asked casually.“No,” I muttered.He nodded. “Figured.”We stood shoulder to shoulder, staring at the floor like two idiots who lost a bet.“She didn’t have to do that,” I muttered under my breath.“She did,” Reinhardt replied, no hesitation. “You crossed a line.”I glared at him.He didn’t flinch.“Dexter,” he continued, voice steady. “You’re a Lance. And whether you like it or not, Lyre is our Princess — not someone we get to… pursue.”I opened my mouth to argue, but he cut me off.“You’re not some rookie soldier. You’re a Lance.”He tapped my chest. “Start acting like one. War could break out any minute. Silverfang, Ashmore, the Veyr Kingdom, maybe all three of them… we have no idea what’s coming.”He stepped back, facial expression softening slightly.“And when that happens, the Lances need you. Not some lovesick idiot.”Hi
The Curse Of Loving You Chapter Forty: A Lance’s Confession
Lyres POV I watched Reinhardt step into the hall.“You’re done with them?” I asked.He nodded and sat beside Dexter. It immediately caught my attention. Reinhardt never looked uncomfortable, but something about his expression wasn’t normal. He looked tense, almost like he was hiding something.I wanted to ask, but Mirabel cleared her throat loudly. That snapped me back. Right. Focus. I needed to keep myself together. Orion would be my Alpha soon and the last thing I wanted was for him to see me acting scattered.I straightened a little. “Alright. What’s the update?”Reinhardt and Dexter exchanged a quick glance before Reinhardt spoke.“The council has decided to move the Alpha-Crowning forward. They want it today.”I blinked. “Today? Why?”Dexter folded his arms. “They said it’s to stabilize Thornveil after the commotion caused by the Alpha King.”Of course they would hide behind that excuse.“When exactly?” I asked.“Two hours,” Reinhardt replied.I almost choked. “Two hours? I’m st
The Curse Of Loving You Chapter Thirty-Nine: A Conversation With A god
Orion’s POV “Jason Henry…” Ramiris drawled like the syllables tasted sweet on his ancient tongue. “I’m surprised you’ve made it this far in a world that wasn’t originally yours.”I scoffed and nearly dismissed him on the spot, sending him back into whatever abyssal corner he crawled out from.But unfortunately… I needed information.“Cut the theatrics, Ramiris,” I said, stepping forward into the endless black. My boots echoed on nothing. “You know why I’m here.”A low hum rippled through the void“Oh, I know,” he replied. His shape coalesced, bright golden eyes forming first, like twin suns judging me from the dark. “You always come crawling back when something slips out of your control.”“That’s rich coming from the thing responsible for dragging me here in the first place.”My fists tightened. “Nine lifetimes, Ramiris. Nine. And every time, Mia dies. Every single time.”A breath — if a god could sigh.“Mortals are… fragile. Even chosen ones.”“Don’t,” I snapped. My voice cracked th
The Curse Of Loving You Chapter Thirty Eight: Church Of The Moon Goddess
Orion’s POV Reinhardt didn’t say much after leaving Mia’s door. Not that I minded. Silence was easier than trying to explain the mess we were in.The hallway stretched endlessly, lined with paintings of Thornveil’s past Alphas. Their eyes seemed to follow us as we walked—some proud, some cruel, all watching. The polished marble reflected the glow of the lanterns, too bright for my liking.I shoved my hands into my pockets, trying to sound casual. “You’ve got quite the art collection here. Bit dramatic, though. Not one of them looks happy.”Reinhardt’s lips curved into a faint smile. “That’s Thornveil for you. We don’t paint smiles; we paint victories.”“Yeah,” I muttered. “I can see that.”We kept walking. I tried to keep my eyes forward, but something else caught my attention—a sword hanging from Reinhardt’s hip. The hilt glimmered faintly in the torchlight, marked with an old, familiar symbol.A crescent shape with silver streaks curling through the center.The symbol of the Church
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