MasukJust as Bryan left his mother’s chamber, Alec, the cousin, appeared, sauntering into the room with an aura of self-satisfaction. His eyes sparkled with mischief as he leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed casually.“Quite the family reunion you just had, wasn’t it?” Alec remarked, his tone dripping with sarcasm. “I overheard your little chat with Bryan. Quite the revelation about that sorcery bird. So… can I just conclude that you used to want Silas out of the way?” He asked through squinted eyes. His lips stretching into a cunning smirk.Alaina’s brows furrowed, her expression shifting from shock to a cautious glare. “What do you mean you overheard? You heard nothing. Whatever you thought you heard was in your head.” She uttered defensively.Alec chuckled, stepping further into the room, his confidence unabated. “Oh, please. You don’t have to tell me all that. I am not a fan of Silas as well. Don’t hide from me when we can be…allies.” The devilish smile crept further onto his f
As the evening wound down, Silas stood to clear the dishes, allowing Noelle the perfect opportunity to pull Zenith aside. She waited until they were alone before leaning close with a conspiratorial grin."Zenith," Noelle murmured, her voice light but probing, "I couldn’t help noticing the way you were looking at Bryan earlier." She said, her looks filled with taunts and playful mischief.Zenith’s eyes widened, her cheeks flushing a soft pink. She shook her head quickly, trying to dismiss it. “No, Noelle, why would you even think that? Am I even in the right place to admire a royalty in that kind of way you think? I’m just his personal attendant, nothing more.”Noelle’s smile only grew, her tone both playful and sincere. “You know, I was just a palace attendant to Silas, and look where we are now. Besides, I’ve seen the way he looks at you too. You’re important to him.”Zenith hesitated, her gaze dropping as if she couldn’t bear to reveal the truth she held close. “It’s… different. You
Its feathers were black as night, eyes glinting with something otherworldly, dive toward him with its talons outstretched. He growled, his Lycan power surging as he raised his arms to defend himself, his own energy lashing out in a fierce wave.But the bird was relentless, its eyes holding a cold intelligence that sent a chill down Silas’s spine. It struck again, and this time, Silas barely dodged, feeling the brush of razor-sharp talons as he twisted aside. Just as the bird gathered itself for another dive, a shadow streaked across his vision, and a powerful hand grabbed his arm, pulling him aside.“Need some help with your feathered friend?” Silas recognized Bryan’s calm voice immediately. He barely had time to respond before Bryan lunged, striking out with supernatural speed. Together, they moved as one, a deadly dance of precision as they fought the bird. Bryan struck the creature mid-dive, forcing it into a rough landing, where it flapped wildly, clearly injured. It let out a gut
Silas and Noelle arrived at their new quarters, a private sanctuary nestled just behind the palace, where blooming gardens swayed under the moonlight, casting delicate silver reflections across their villa. The quarters were theirs alone, away from the palace, from responsibilities, from everything, only quiet, soft candlelight, and each other.Inside, Silas moved to an old-fashioned record player, his fingers grazing the vinyl records until he found the perfect song. With a warm smile, he put on a love ballad, its gentle melody drifting through the air. Silas reached for Noelle’s hand, pulled her close, and their bodies swayed, melting into one another, as if they’d danced this way their whole lives. The moment seemed to erase every hardship they had endured, and for a while, they were only two souls finally free to love.Holding her close, Silas traced gentle circles along her back, his touch warm and reassuring. “Do you know how long I dreamed of this?” he murmured into her ear, hi
Silas stood in the quiet stillness of the bridal chamber, heart leaping with happiness as he watched Noelle, who stood radiant in her wedding gown. A delicate lace train cascaded down from her shoulders, shimmering faintly under the soft morning light. The room was filled with flowers, their fragrance sweet and lush, but to Silas, all of it faded into the background, because Noelle was the center of his world.He couldn’t stop staring, taking in every detail. Her gaze softened as she looked at him, the familiar warmth in her eyes laced with a genuine excitement and, perhaps, a touch of nervousness. Silas’s hands found their way to her shoulders, his thumbs gently brushing over her skin as he leaned in, his voice low.“I don’t think you’ll ever understand,” he murmured, his eyes holding her captive, “how deeply grateful I am to have you… to call you mine, truly and completely.” He couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face, a rare expression of pure, unguarded joy. “I never th
As the dawn broke, Noelle entered the palace, her steps tired but steady. She carried herself with a quiet dignity, the power of her magic still lingering faintly around her. Servants and guards watched her with admiration, whispers of her bravery filling the halls.King Nico waited for her at the entrance of the great hall, his heart heavy with a remorse he couldn’t shake. As she approached, he stood straighter, unsure of what to say. She paused, her gaze piercing as she looked him in the eye.“Noelle,” he began, his voice unsteady. “I... I heard what you did. You saved Lycorealm.” He swallowed, struggling to find the right words. “You saved us all.”Noelle simply inclined her head, her expression neutral. “I only did what needed to be done.”Nico felt a pang of regret. “You’ve done more for this kingdom than I ever deserved,” he admitted, his voice thick with guilt. “I cannot undo the past, but I hope someday... you might forgive me.”She looked at him for a long moment, a flicker o







