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2026-04-12 09:03:50
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The Lycan King's Secret Heirs One Hundred and Fifty Seven
Caspian. The ocean was the first thing I saw when I stepped out of the car.It stretched endlessly beyond the harbor, silver beneath the afternoon sun, its surface deceptively calm as waves rolled against the rocky shoreline but I barely looked at it.“Mr. Montenegro.” I turned toward the man waiting beside the harbor entrance.He was short, middle-aged, and visibly nervous. His expensive suit didn't quite hide the fact that he'd spent the last ten minutes sweating through it.“Mr. Hale,” I said.“It's an honor to finally meet you.” he grinned, but I only offered him a brief nod.Five years ago, men like Hale had been the sort of people I tolerated because politics required it. Now, I barely tolerated anyone.“Show me the property.” My words were brief. “Of course.” He immediately stepped aside.I followed him toward the old harbor buildings, my shoes striking against the weathered pavement while two of my executives walked behind me with folders and tablets.The town was smaller
The Lycan King's Secret Heirs One Hundred and Fifty Six
Daisy After breakfast, we walked into town. The coastal road curved along the cliffs, with the ocean stretching endlessly beside us.Thane ran ahead, kicking little stones while Rissa held my hand.“Slow down,” I called, but he ignored me. “Thane!”“Sorry.” He stopped immediately then turned around.“Thank you.”He waited until we caught up, then he reached for Rissa's hand. She took it while I watched them walk together and smiled.It had been five years since I'd stood beside another river and believed my life was over, five years since I'd run without knowing where I was going and five years since I'd become Kaitlyn.The woman who lived here, the woman who owned the little café overlooking the sea, and the woman people knew as a quiet single mother who had arrived in town years ago with two babies and a broken-down suitcase.Nobody knew who I had been, and I intended to keep it that way.By eight thirty, the café was already busy.“Morning, Kaitlyn!” Mrs. Bell called from her u
The Lycan King's Secret Heirs One Hundred and Fifty Five
Daisy The ocean was the first thing I heard every morning. Not bells or guards changing shifts and not even servants hurrying through marble corridors.Just waves. Soft, rhythmic, and steady as they rolled against the shore beyond my little house.I had learned to love that sound.Five years ago, silence had frightened me. Now, it was the thing that made me feel safe.I stood barefoot in my tiny kitchen, one hand wrapped around a wooden spoon while the other pushed my hair out of my face.The windows were open despite the early hour, allowing the cool sea breeze to drift through the room and flutter the faded curtains above the sink.My kitchen was nothing like the one I'd once had. There was no polished marble, no crystal and no expensive silverware.The cabinets were old, the wooden table had a scratch running across one side, and one of the chairs had a leg that I kept meaning to fix.I loved every imperfect inch of it because it was mine.Everything in this house was mine, an
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 Four
FourDaisy The clearing had gone so quiet I could hear my own pulse in my ears.“I want her.” Even in a million years,I never thought I'd hear those words,not from Nathan, and definitely not from the Greek god in human form; Caspian.His voice didn’t need to be loud. It carried anyway, low, contr
The Lycan King's Secret Heirs Three
Daisy's PovThe morning sun felt like a spotlight on my guilt. I woke up tangled in dark silk sheets. The heavy weight of an arm was draped across my waist. Caspian was still asleep, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. In the daylight, the black ink creeping up his neck looked even mor
The Lycan King's Secret Heirs Two
CaspianThe Crimson Cycle hits every Lycan male on the winter solstice. It is a biological curse. A fever in the blood that demands violence or a mate. Usually, I lock myself in the palace vaults and sweat it out. I suppress the beast. My twin brother, Octavian, always had a way of handling his cyc
The Lycan King's Secret Heirs One
DaisyThe smell of pine and expensive cologne always made my stomach turn, but tonight it was suffocating. The Hall was draped in silver and black silk for the Lunar Awakening. It was the night every shifter in the Blood Moon pack waited for. The night the future Alpha turned twenty five and finall
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