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Chapter 107

ผู้เขียน: Blessyn Elowen
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THE HEALING POWER

The room was far too quiet. Now that we were back in the upper chambers, the distant sounds of the riot felt like they belonged to another world. Here, there was only the sound of Demetrius’s wet, shallow breathing and the frantic ticking of a clock on the wall.

Finn paced by the window, his hands stained with soot. "We can’t stay here, Esme. The guards will realize the cellar door was forced. We have to move him."

"Move him where?" I asked. I was sitting on the edge of the be
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  • The Marked Mate of the Lycan King   Chapter 108

    LIGHT AND TRUTHThe first thing I noticed was the silence. It wasn't the heavy, suffocating silence of the tomb I had been living in for years. It was different. It felt light, like the air after a storm has finally passed.I opened my eyes, expecting the familiar burn of the silver in my veins. I expected that cold, metallic itch that always told me I was more a machine than a man. But it was gone. My blood felt... warm. It felt like liquid life instead of liquid death.I tried to sit up, but my muscles felt like water. I groaned, the sound echoing off the high stone walls."Don't move," a voice said. It was Finn. He was sitting in a chair by the hearth, scrubbing grease off a dagger. He looked at me with a mixture of pity and old, hardened anger. "You’ve been through enough to kill three men, Demetrius. Just stay still.""Where is she?" I asked. My voice sounded thin, like a ghost’s.Finn nodded toward the far side of the bed.I turned my head, and there she was. Esmeralda. She was

  • The Marked Mate of the Lycan King   Chapter 107

    THE HEALING POWERThe room was far too quiet. Now that we were back in the upper chambers, the distant sounds of the riot felt like they belonged to another world. Here, there was only the sound of Demetrius’s wet, shallow breathing and the frantic ticking of a clock on the wall.Finn paced by the window, his hands stained with soot. "We can’t stay here, Esme. The guards will realize the cellar door was forced. We have to move him.""Move him where?" I asked. I was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at the King. His skin wasn't just pale anymore; it had a metallic, sickly sheen to it. "He’s dying, Finn. Not from a heart that won't beat, but from the silver. It’s inside him. It’s eating him from the inside out."I reached out and touched his hand. It was ice cold. Under the skin of his wrist, I could see the veins pulsing with a strange, dark gray light."You did what you could," Finn said, coming over to put a hand on my shoulder. "You brought him back once. No one can ask for mo

  • The Marked Mate of the Lycan King   Chapter 106

    THE NEAR DEATHThe keys felt like lead in my hands. Every time they clinked together, the sound echoed off the damp stone walls like a funeral bell. I kept looking back at the door we had just closed. I could still see him in my mind—that gray man in that gray chair."Esme, stop looking back," Finn said. He was walking ahead of me, his torch flickering wildly. "We got what we came for. We need to get out of this hole before the whole palace comes down on our heads.""I know," I whispered. "I just... I didn't think he’d look like that. I wanted him to be a monster. It’s easier to hate a monster."Finn stopped and turned to look at me. The orange light of the torch made the shadows under his eyes look deep. "He is a monster, Esme. Just because he’s a tired one doesn't change what he did to your family. It doesn't change the people starving in the streets.""I know," I said, wiping a bit of sweat from my forehead. "But it feels like the air is leaving this place. Can you feel that? It’s

  • The Marked Mate of the Lycan King   Chapter 105

    THE KING’S CHAMBERS The stairs to the north tower cellars were slick with moisture. Every step we took felt like we were walking into the mouth of some giant, sleeping beast. The air down here didn't move. It was thick with the smell of wet stone, old vinegar, and something else—something sweet and rotten that made the hair on my arms stand up."Watch your footing," Finn whispered. He held a small torch out in front of us, but the light seemed to get swallowed by the dark before it could hit the walls."I’m fine," I said, though my knees were shaking. "Just keep going. We have to be close."We reached the bottom, and the room opened up. It was a forest of wooden racks, most of them empty and broken. I remembered being a little girl and hearing stories about the King’s private collection of wines, things brought from across the sea that cost more than a whole village earned in a year. Now, it just looked like a graveyard.I counted the racks. One. Two. Three.Behind the third one, the

  • The Marked Mate of the Lycan King   Chapter 104

    CONFRONTING SELENEThe corridor was cold, the kind of cold that feels like it’s biting into your bones. The torches were spaced far apart, flickering in the draft. Every time a flame dipped, the shadows stretched out like long, thin fingers reaching for us. My heart was thumping against my ribs so hard I thought Finn might hear it."She’s close," I whispered, my voice barely a breath. "I can smell that perfume of hers. It smells like dead lilies."Finn gripped his sword. He looked tired. The weight of the scrolls was still heavy on us, but there was no time to think about the prophecy now. We needed the King, and there was only one person left who knew exactly which shadow he was hiding in."Jax, stay by the stairwell," Finn ordered quietly. "If anyone comes up from the guardroom, you give us the signal. Don't try to be a hero. Just run."Jax disappeared into the dark without a word. I turned the corner, my boots silent on the stone. And there she was.Selene was walking toward the we

  • The Marked Mate of the Lycan King   Chapter 103

    THE HIDDEN SCROLLSThe air in the gallery was thick with the smell of old dust and expensive candle wax. Every shadow looked like a soldier. We moved in a line, our footsteps swallowed by the thick rugs. Finn led the way, his hand never leaving the hilt of his sword. He kept glancing back at Jax and Silas, his eyes darting like a trapped bird."Wait," I whispered, pulling on Finn’s sleeve.He jumped, his breath hitching. "What? Did you hear something?""No," I said, pointing to a small, unassuming door tucked under a stone arch. "We aren't going to the bedchamber yet. Not until you see why we’re actually here."Finn frowned, wiping sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. "Esme, we don't have time for a tour. Every second we stand here is a second closer to a guard patrol finding us. You have the key. Let’s just go.""This is more important than the key," I said. I looked at Jax. "Watch the hall. If you see a torch, whistle."Jax nodded, his face grim. He leaned against the

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