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Thirty Six

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Caspian

The second I stepped into the kitchen, the bond turned vicious. It wasn't angry as usual, this one was worse. It felt desperate.

It hit me all at once, sharp enough to make my chest tighten painfully as my gaze landed on Daisy standing beside Octavian with a mug cradled between her hands.

She looked calmer, that was the first thing I noticed. Not embarrassed and not tense, but calm.

The bond carried it straight into me before she even spoke, and something dark twisted violently ben
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  • The Lycan King's Secret Heirs    Sixty Two

    Daisy By the time evening arrived, I felt like prey being prepared for sacrifice and the worst part? Everyone around me knew it too.The servants helping me dress barely spoke above whispers as they moved around my room with unnerving precision. One adjusted the silver clasps at the back of my dress while another carefully pinned sections of my hair away from my face.No one smiled, no one made conversation, like tonight mattered far more than I fully understood and that terrified me.I stood motionless in front of the mirror while soft fabric settled around my body in dark silver waves. The gown fit too perfectly, molding against my waist and hips before falling elegantly toward the floor.It was beautiful, dangerous too, and the neckline….God.The neckline exposed Caspian’s mark completely. Even a fool would be able to tell that it wasn't an accident. It was very intentional and every time I looked at my reflection, my eyes went straight to it first. The dark bruise-like bite

  • The Lycan King's Secret Heirs    Sixty One

    Daisy By noon, I realized Elias had ruined my life and not metaphorically either, but literally.Apparently, there were entire social rules nobody had bothered telling me existed before now, and according to Caspian, one wrong glance at dinner could apparently start political warfare.I sat stiffly in one of the estate’s smaller sitting rooms while a woman with silver pins between her teeth adjusted the sleeves of a dark dress against my arms.“Shoulders back,” she muttered and I straightened immediately. “Not like you’re marching to war.” she chided and my shoulders dropped again.“Not like you’re surrendering either.” she muttered again, and maybe if I had my way, I would have used her own pins to stab her in the neck. “Oh my God,” I whispered under my breath.Across the room, Caspian rubbed a hand over his face like he was developing a migraine in real time.“You’re frightening her,” he said flatly. “Good.” The seamstress didn’t even blink. “Fear makes people pay attention.”

  • The Lycan King's Secret Heirs    Sixty

    Daisy I didn’t mean to overhear them, and judging from everything that had happened from me and Caspian's passionate night to Elias's sudden arrival, I think the moon goddess would agree that I actually needed a break. Honestly, I would’ve preferred ignorance at this point. Ignorance felt safer than whatever this house kept trying to turn me into, but the estate was too quiet in the mornings.Every sound traveled and especially voices sharpened by tension.I had only meant to go downstairs for coffee because sleep had abandoned me sometime around dawn. My thoughts had spent the entire night tangled between Caspian’s mark burning against my throat and Octavian’s silence wrapping around my chest like wire.By the time I reached the upper landing overlooking the west corridor, I heard Elias first.His voice was cold and terrifyingly calm, but all it did was make my nerves spike. “She needs to attend.”“No.” Caspian’s answer came instantly and violently enough that I stopped moving a

  • The Lycan King's Secret Heirs    Fifty Nine

    Caspian The second my office door shut behind us, Elias walked past me like he owned the room.Which, in some ways, he did.He didn’t wait for permission, didn’t ask questions either. He simply crossed the dark carpet toward the private bar near the windows and helped himself to a bottle of whiskey older than most political alliances.The soft clink of crystal against glass sounded unnaturally loud in the silence. I stayed near the door, watching him carefully, while Elias poured two fingers into a glass, swirled it once, then glanced at me over his shoulder.“You look tired,” he observed mildly.“You look intrusive.”A faint smile touched his mouth. “And yet you still let me in.”I didn’t answer because we both knew why. Elias wasn’t someone you ignored, not politically, not strategically and definitely not if you wanted stability to survive the week.Outside, birds chirped faintly against the windows outside while he took a slow sip of whiskey like we were discussing weather ins

  • The Lycan King's Secret Heirs    Fifty Eight

    Daisy The second the duo disappeared up the stairs and I heard the office doors shut behind Caspian and Elias, the dining hall became unbearably quiet, but it wasn't the peaceful kind. It was suffocating and the kind that pressed against my ears until every tiny sound felt amplified, from the faint ticking of the clock near the fireplace, to the soft hiss of rain still streaking against the tall windows, and the quiet clink of Octavian setting his untouched coffee cup down on the marble counter.I stayed frozen beside the table, painfully aware of the mark throbbing on my neck like it had developed its own heartbeat.Octavian still wouldn’t look at me.God, this was worse.I almost wished he’d yell, or accuse me, or say something cruel enough for me to defend myself against.Instead, he just stood there in silence, dressed entirely in black while gray morning light cut across the sharp angles of his face. He looked exhausted in a way sleep couldn’t fix.“What’s wrong with him?” I

  • The Lycan King's Secret Heirs    Fifty Seven

    Daisy The moment Elias fully walked in, the temperature of the room changed.I felt it before I saw him, that shift in air pressure, like something had been sucked out and replaced with something heavier. Caspian's hand, which had been resting casually on my lower back, tightened slightly, not enough to hurt though. "Elias," Caspian said, but it wasn't a greeting. The man who entered was nothing like I expected. He was elegant in a way that felt deliberate, like every movement had been calculated years in advance, but it was the way he looked at me that made my skin crawl.He didn't look at me with hunger and not with interest either. It was worse than that. It was the look someone gives a chess piece they've just realized moves in an unexpected way. Useful, perhaps, but ultimately disposable."The infamous Daisy," he said, and his voice was smooth in the way that expensive things are smooth. "I've heard so much about you."I hadn't heard anything about him, and that was the probl

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