MasukChapter 127 Aurora Night settled gently over the castle, the kind of night that hummed instead of slept. I had enjoyed the day—more than I expected. Meeting Liam’s mother, spending time with my father and grandmother, laughing softly with Bella and Cassidy. Now it was late. Too late for pretending my life had not shifted onto an entirely new path. I stood beside the open balcony doors of our chamber, watching the moon cast silver across the stone floor. The breeze carried the scent of night-blooming flowers… and him. Liam stood a few steps behind me. “You’ve been quiet,” he said softly. I turned. He had removed his crown and heavy garments, dressed simply now, but nothing about him felt ordinary. The bond between us—new, unfamiliar—pulled at my chest in ways I didn’t yet understand. “I’m just thinking,” I replied. “A lot happened today.” He nodded, slow and thoughtful, then came closer. Not too close. Never pressing. That was something I was beginning to notice about him—ho
Chapter 126 AuroraWhen Liam rose so suddenly from the table, it startled me.One moment, we were sitting in that quiet, fragile peace—cups of berry wine between us, the morning light resting gently on stone and silk—and the next, his body went tense, his shoulders stiffening like a wolf catching a scent on the wind.“Uhm… excuse me, Aurora,” he said calmly, though something urgent flickered in his eyes as he turned away.I watched him leave, my heart thudding softly.What just happened?The silence he left behind felt heavier than before. I sat there for a few breaths, staring at the cup in my hands, then finally stood. If he needed space, I would give it to him. I was still learning this life—learning him.I washed up quickly, changed into a simple gown, and tried to steady my thoughts. The castle was already awake. I could hear distant voices.There were unfamiliar sounds too. Raised voices. Emotion.I hesitated, then decided not to check. Instead, I went to check on the two peopl
Chapter 125LiamShe sat there in silence, hands wrapped around the warm cup, eyes lowered, cheeks faintly flushed. No words came to her, and I did not rush to fill the quiet. I loved the way she listened—with her whole being. I loved the way she grew shy when feelings were spoken aloud. I had meant every word I said to her. Every vow, every confession. I loved her. Deeply. Fully. Without retreat.We drank the berry juice in calm stillness, the kind that does not demand speech. Then—something shifted.The scent reached me first.Faint. Familiar. Impossible to mistake.My mother.My spine straightened at once. I rose too quickly, the chair scraping softly against the stone. Aurora looked up, worry flickering across her face at my sudden movement.“Excuse me, Aurora,” I said gently, steadying my voice. “I will return.”I left the chamber before she could ask, my heart already racing. She was here. She arrived early. She was finally home.The moment I stepped outside, the truth stood bef
Chapter 124 Aurora I woke slowly, the waking where reality settles in layers. First came the softness beneath me—far too wide, far too warm to be the narrow bed I once knew. Then the scent reached me: crushed berries and honeyed fruit, warm and sharp all at once, mingled with something unmistakably Liam—clean, steady, like forest rain on stone. And finally, the truth settled fully in my chest, heavy and unreal. I was married. The memory of the night before rushed in without mercy—his voice, low, the way his eyes had held mine as if the world had narrowed to just us. He had said he loves me. Love? I stared at the ceiling, my heart thudding far too fast. He hadn’t married me for the crown. He hadn’t spoken like a man chasing power. He had spoken like someone in love. But my mind wouldn’t rest. Where had that softness been when we first met? When he called me weak? When his gaze was sharp and dismissive? Did he love me now because he had learned what I was? Because of my gold
Chapter 123Liam All through the wedding, I could not tear my eyes from her. Aurora moved like something unreal, as if the Moon herself had stepped down and decided to wear a mortal form. From the moment she entered the hall in white, my breath had lodged somewhere between awe and disbelief. I had fought wars in my mind, faced challengers who bared their fangs at the throne, yet nothing had unsettled me the way she did—quiet, nervous, human-born, and yet carrying a power that bent fate itself. Every vow spoken felt heavier than iron. When she looked at me while we spoke the ancient words, her hands trembling slightly in mine, something in my chest cracked open. I had thought marriage would be a strategy. Protection. Power. A necessary bond to shield her and steady the Vale. But standing there, feeling the warmth of her fingers, I knew I had lied to myself. I watched her during the rituals—the way she listened carefully, the way she trusted me enough to follow my lead, the way h
Chapter 122 Aurora After the vows, I was guided away to change into the ritual gown — a flowing white robe embroidered with silver moons. My hair was crowned with a crescent circlet. The ritual circle was drawn in silver dust. The Luna’s Blessing Ritual was simple but sacred: I placed one hand over my heart, one hand toward the moon symbol above us, and repeated the ancient words: “By moon, by breath, by bond unseen, I vow to guide, protect, and lean Wherefore my pack, my family stand— My spirit their shield, my heart their land.” A soft wind swept through the hall, though no windows were open. It was said that when the wind answered, the moon goddess approved. Today… she did. My third dress was breathtaking — deep blue, shimmering like the night sky, long and regal. Silver embroidery shaped like owl feathers traced the edges. Liam waited in his matching royal attire. We stood before his father — the former Alpha — who held the ancient staff. Its crystal







