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08 I Refuse to Die
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2026-09-21 13:41:41
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The Lycan King's White Wolf 11 The Wolf Who Wouldn’t Kneel
Seraphina’s POV “Tell me your name, little wolf.” The king’s hand remained beneath my chin. His fingers were warm, his grip firm enough to remind me that he could tighten it whenever he pleased. I should have pulled away. Instead, I held his gaze. Those strange golden eyes searched mine as if my name was not the only answer he wanted. “Seraphina,” I said. “Seraphina what?” “Just Seraphina.” His expression did not change, but I knew he did not believe me. He could probably smell the lie. Isolde shifted inside me, still weak from the silver but alert now. ‘He knows.’ ‘I know he knows.’ ‘Then perhaps we should give him another name. Something respectable. Seraphina None-of-Your-Damned-Business.’ she said. I ignored her. Lucian released my chin slowly. Not gently this time. Slowly. He was watching me, waiting to see what I would do once his hand was no longer holding me in place. I stepped back. One step. His eyes followed the movement. Something shifted in them. He had expected
The Lycan King's White Wolf 10 The Lycan King
Seraphina’s POV They didn't ask my name at the gate. They asked what I owed. That was the first thing I learned about the north: nothing here was free, not even being found half-dead in a ravine and dragged back from it. A physician looked at my side long enough to decide I would live, wrapped it properly this time, and told me, without any particular cruelty, that the cost of my rescue, the wagon, the linen, the days of travel, the food I hadn't yet eaten, now belonged to the Crown, and I would work it off in palace service until it was settled. "And if I refuse?" "You won't." He said it the way you'd state the weather. "Rogues who refuse Crown debt don't stay rogues for long up here. Better this way." I didn't have the strength left to argue with logic that simple. I let them lead me, once I could walk without the room tilting, into the lower wing of a palace so vast I couldn't have found my way back out of it if my life had depended on it, which, I understood quickly, it very
The Lycan King's White Wolf 09 The Lycans
Seraphina’s POVI woke slowly this time, in pieces, the way you surface from very deep water, first sound, then warmth, then the dull, insistent throb of my own body reminding me, piece by piece, of everything that had happened to it.I was lying on something that moved. A wagon bed, I realised after a moment, jolting gently over uneven ground, and someone had bound the wound at my side with clean linen that smelled faintly of something bitter and medicinal. My wrists had been wrapped too, the raw welts from the silver chains covered rather than treated, and when I tried to sit up, a hand, enormous, careful, entirely too gentle for the size of it, pressed flat against my shoulder and pushed me back down."Don't." The voice belonged to a man I didn't recognize, seated across from me in the wagon bed, watching me with an expression I couldn't quite place. Not kindness, exactly. Something more clinical than that. "You'll open it again if you move like that."I went still, less because I
The Lycan King's White Wolf 08 I Refuse to Die
Seraphina’s POVI woke to water.Not drowning, shallow water, cold enough to burn, lapping at my face where I'd landed half in a stream at the bottom of the ravine. The sky above me was the wrong colour, a bruised grey-violet that told me hours had passed, not minutes, and for a long moment I simply lay there letting the current tug weakly at my hair, unable to convince my body that moving was a thing it still knew how to do.Everything hurt in a way that didn't have edges anymore. Not pain in any one place, pain as a condition, total and continuous, radiating out from my side where the blade had gone in, from the back of my skull where the captain's strike had dropped me, from wrists rubbed raw and bloody under chains that had finally torn loose somewhere on the rocks above and left long, ugly welts in their place. I could feel my own blood in the water around me, warm against the cold, spreading out from my side in a slow bloom that the current kept trying to carry away and couldn't
The Lycan King's White Wolf 07 Your Mate Wants You Dead
Seraphina’s POVThe road north went quiet in the way roads go quiet before something breaks them.We'd been walking since dawn, four guards, myself in chains, Darian riding a little ahead with the exile papers tucked into his coat. I hadn't spoken much. There wasn't much left in me to say. Isolde had gone still somewhere under my ribs, conserving whatever she had left the way you conserve warmth in the cold.It was past midday when the captain called a halt at a fork I didn't recognise, not the border road I'd travelled once as a child, but a narrower track cutting east through denser trees."This isn't the way to the border," I said."Shortcut." The captain didn't look at me when he said it. "Faster through the ravine trail. Keep moving."Something in his voice was wrong. Isolde noticed it before I consciously did, a low, wordless unease pushing up through my chest like a held breath.‘Something's wrong,’ Isolde warned. ‘Their scents have changed. Fear-sweat. Not yours. Theirs. Four
The Lycan King's White Wolf 06 If I Die, Will You Care?
Seraphina’s POVI don't know how long I sat in that cell before the door opened again. Time had stopped meaning very much to me. There was dark, and then there was a little less dark when someone brought a torch down the corridor, and that was the only clock I had left.When the door finally scraped open, I looked up and it was Kael standing in the frame of it, and something in my chest, some foolish, wounded, still-hoping part of me that hadn't yet learned better, lifted.He'd come. He was going to fix this. He was going to say the words that undid the platform, undid the square, undid the smoke still clinging to my hair, and I would hate myself later for how fast the hope rose in me, how completely I was still built, even after everything, to believe in him the second he stood in front of me."Seraphina.""You came." My voice came out cracked, raw from screaming, barely my own. "Kael, you came, you're going to...”"I need you to listen carefully." He crouched in front of the cell do
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