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Chapter 111

Penulis: Iziegbe
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-11-23 02:42:32

The Echo of Broken Promises

The tempest had ultimately subsided, yet the atmosphere within Moonstone Castle felt denser than the darkest storm cloud. Lyra stood at the periphery of the council room, her fingers quivering slightly as they traced the fissured stone wall behind her. Every inhalation seemed far too pronounced. Every pulse felt excessively exposed. And each moment reminded her of the undeniable reality she had been evading since morning—

Draven had perceived her fears… and she had glimpsed the darkness within him.

The doors to the chamber creaked open.

Draven stepped inside.

But not as the Alpha who ruled realms.

Not as the fighter who feared nothing.

This evening, he entered like a man barely holding himself together.

His hair was damp from the downpour. His shirt clung closely to his torso. His jaw was clenched so tightly she questioned whether he could even utter a word. But it was his gaze—those storm-gray eyes—that made her heart constrict. They were colder. Defensive
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