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One Hundred and Fifty Four

Author: Bleeding Pen
last update publish date: 2026-08-15 22:43:15

Caspian

The fire was finally under control sometime after midnight but I barely noticed.

Smoke still hung over the western side of the estate, drifting lazily across the grounds while servants and guards moved through the damaged wing. Windows had shattered, sections of the outer corridor were blackened, and several rooms had suffered enough damage that they would need to be rebuilt.

None of it mattered because my entire world had narrowed to one stretch of dark water.

The Silverline.

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  • The Lycan King's Secret Heirs    One Hundred and Fifty Four

    Caspian The fire was finally under control sometime after midnight but I barely noticed.Smoke still hung over the western side of the estate, drifting lazily across the grounds while servants and guards moved through the damaged wing. Windows had shattered, sections of the outer corridor were blackened, and several rooms had suffered enough damage that they would need to be rebuilt.None of it mattered because my entire world had narrowed to one stretch of dark water.The Silverline.We had searched it for hours.Lanterns lined the riverbank in uneven rows, their reflections trembling across the surface as guards moved farther downstream. Divers had gone into the water repeatedly despite the cold, and search parties had spread through the surrounding woods.Nothing.No body and no sign of Daisy.I stood at the edge of the river, my clothes soaked from the water that had splashed against me earlier, staring at the place where she had disappeared.My hand remained clenched around

  • The Lycan King's Secret Heirs    One Hundred and Fifty Three

    Caspian “Daisy.” Her name left my mouth so quietly that even I barely heard it.I stood on the balcony overlooking the western grounds, one hand gripping the stone railing as smoke began curling into the night sky.At first, I didn't understand what I was seeing.The west wing was burning, flames licked through the upper windows, casting an ugly orange glow against the darkness while servants ran across the courtyard below. Bells rang somewhere behind me, voices collided in frantic shouts, and the peaceful rhythm of the festival shattered beneath the sudden chaos.But none of that mattered, because I had seen Daisy.She was outside, she was running and that was enough for my heart to stop. “Daisy!” This time, I shouted, but she didn't turn.I pushed away from the railing so violently that my shoulder struck the stone pillar behind me. “Daisy!”She kept running and as I tried to catch up to her, my mind whirled with a million and one thoughts. Why was she outside? Why was she ru

  • The Lycan King's Secret Heirs    One Hundred and Fifty Two

    Daisy The Lunar Moon Festival arrived beneath a sky so clear it almost hurt to look at. From my bedroom window, I watched servants hurry across the courtyard carrying lanterns carved from silver glass, their warm light already beginning to glow as twilight settled over the estate. Long banners stirred in the evening breeze, and somewhere below, drums began their slow, rhythmic beat. It sounded like a celebration, but for me, it sounded like a countdown. I stood in the center of my room while the maid finished fastening the final clasp at the back of my gown. "There," she said with a satisfied smile. "You look beautiful." “I know.” I managed the faintest smile in return. "Thank you." She curtsied before quietly letting herself out, leaving me alone with my reflection. The woman in the mirror wore a floor-length gown of deep midnight blue. Delicate silver embroidery shimmered across the bodice, catching the candlelight with every breath I took. I looked elegant and graceful,

  • The Lycan King's Secret Heirs    One Hundred and Fifty One

    Daisy I didn't remember leaving the corridor.One moment I had been standing there, listening to the man I loved agree to marry another woman, and the next I was closing the bedroom door behind me with hands so steady they frightened me.The click of the lock echoed through the room and I leaned against the door and waited, nothing happened.I didn't shed any tears and no sobs clawed their way out of my chest. My heart still hurt, but it felt strangely distant, as though the pain belonged to someone else.Maybe I'd finally run out of tears, maybe there was simply nothing left to break or maybe I'd finally accepted my fate. I stared across the room until my eyes landed on the wardrobe. A few days ago I would have climbed into bed and cried until morning, but tonight, I walked to the wardrobe and opened it.The hinges gave a quiet groan as rows of beautiful dresses greeted me, each one chosen for dinners, ceremonies, and appearances I never truly wanted to attend.My fingers brushe

  • The Lycan King's Secret Heirs    One Hundred and Fifty

    Caspian The silence in my study was heavy, weighted with the scent of old paper, leather, and the quiet, dangerous hum of a trap being set.I leaned back in my chair, staring at the sealed letter on my desk. Professor Hawthorne had sent word earlier that morning through an encrypted courier. The final legal amendment regarding the betrothal contract’s loopholes was almost complete. It would render the mandatory agreement with Yvie’s family entirely null and void.Pairing that legal weapon with the chemical report proving Daisy and Octavian had been drugged would blow Lady Zara’s plans to dust. I had the poison report locked in my safe, but timing was everything. If I exposed the sabotage too early, whoever was in charge of it would scrub their tracks, destroy evidence, or push Zara into an immediate political counter-strike before the legal amendment was officially signed.I had to play the patient predator. I had to let them think they were winning, right up until the moment I s

  • The Lycan King's Secret Heirs    One Hundred and Forty Nine

    Daisy My feet moved, but I couldn't feel the stone beneath my shoes.I didn't remember walking back down the long, dimly lit corridor that led away from the balcony. I didn't remember descending the carpeted steps or stepping back through the high archway into the grand ballroom. All I knew was that the air inside was thick, suffocating, and reeking of expensive perfume and aged wine.The party was still going on. Laughter echoed off the gilded ceiling, glasses clinked as couples swayed to the slow, elegant sweep of the orchestra.It was utterly surreal and even more beautiful than when I'd left. The world had just ended on a cold stone balcony, yet here, nobody had even noticed the sky falling.I stood near the edge of the room, my body completely numb, digging my fingers so hard into my palms that it made crescents across my skin. For months, I had lived in this estate believing I was surrounded by complicated people, flawed people, people who cared about me in their own secr

  • The Lycan King's Secret Heirs    Forty One

    Octavian Daisy eventually fell asleep, but not all at once. It happened in pieces.First her breathing steadied against my chest, the sharp pain in the bond dulling little by little beneath my hands. Then the tension slowly drained from her body until her grip on my shirt loosened completely an

  • The Lycan King's Secret Heirs    Forty

    Caspian The second Daisy’s pain spiked through the bond, I knew something was wrong. It wasn't anger, nor was it the usual heat and chaos that always erupted between us whenever we got too close.This was different, this felt like something breaking.I straightened abruptly from the desk in my

  • The Lycan King's Secret Heirs    Thirty Eight

    Caspian The second Daisy stepped into the study, everything changed, and the women noticed immediately.The one perched against the edge of my desk pulled her hand away from my chest like she’d suddenly realized she was touching something dangerous. Another straightened slowly beside me, her ex

  • The Lycan King's Secret Heirs    Thirty Seven

    Daisy I couldn’t stop thinking about the kitchen.No matter how hard I tried, the memory kept replaying itself in pieces that refused to leave me alone.I remembered the tea, the tension and the look on Caspian’s face when he asked me if Octavian made me feel safer.That was the part haunting m

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