All Chapters of Nemesis Of The Lycan Triplets: Chapter 321 - Chapter 330

ADAMThe meeting had left a strange weight in my chest—like a knot I couldn't quite untangle. Even now, as I sat at the long dining table with my family, the echoes of Sage's voice lingered in my head. The confidence in her tone, the way her eyes had met mine—steady, unyielding. It had been years since anyone dared to look at me like that.And then there was Darius.The way those two had exchanged glances and laughed as if they shared an old secret—it gnawed at me. I couldn't decide what irritated me more: their ease with each other or the fact that she had laughed at all. Laughed, in my presence, when every other soul in that room could barely breathe under the tension.Now, the table buzzed with conversation. Everyone had something to say about her."She's a spy," my father said bluntly, his voice cutting through the murmurs. "No woman that unpredictable can be trusted. She's hiding something."He wasn't wrong. I'd thought the same more than once. Sage didn't just walk into a room

SAGEAn ancient.That was my first thought when I saw the dragon.For a heartbeat, my brain refused to process what I was seeing. Then the sight before me swallowed every other sound, every other thought, until there was nothing left but awe.The creature towered before me—no, loomed—scales gleaming like molten bronze under the glare of the sun, streaked with veins of dull gold that pulsed faintly, as though alive. Each breath it took was accompanied by a low rumble that shook the earth beneath my feet. The smoke drifting from its nostrils carried the scent of ash and iron, and each exhale left trails of heat curling through the air.Its eyes—bright, molten gold with a slit of darkness in the center—fixed on me with the eerie intelligence of something far older than the present world. Its massive body stretched out behind it, wings half-folded but still wide enough to cast a long shadow that swallowed half the arena. Its tail, long and ridged, swung lazily from side to side, carving d

SAGEDarius was not happy with my joke, with my nickname for him.He growled like the animal he was—a deep, resonant sound that vibrated through the ground—and lunged.We clashed.Fire burst from my hands; his claws met them with strength and speed that shouldn't belong to any normal shifter. But then, he wasn't a shifter. Sparks rained as if we were forging war itself. He shifted mid-air, turning half-mist, my flames sliding through him harmlessly."Cheap trick!" I shouted, leaping back, and then I, too, dissolved—my body turning translucent, half-light, half-air. It wasn't something I'd mastered; it was instinct, or perhaps El.You're getting sloppy, El teased."Shut up," I hissed aloud, the memory of how it has always been between us wrapping me up again. The sound was drowned by the crash of our next collision.We reappeared almost at once, blades in hand, though neither of us had drawn them. The swords had only manifested from pure will, shimmering white and black—opposites bor

ADAMThe field was still buzzing long after the final blow was withheld. I sat there, elbows resting on my knees, staring at the place where Sage and Darius just stood, not fighting. The dust had barely settled, and yet the world felt different. It wasn't only because the fight had ended unexpectedly—it was because of her. Sage.The priest's words echoed faintly in the back of my mind, mingling with the doctor's grim certainty.She's your mate, Your Highness. My mate. The thought made my jaw tighten. No—there had to be some mistake. The Moon Goddess wouldn't bind me to someone like her—wild, unpredictable, unreadable. I'd seen her eyes, the way they glowed when she fought, the way she moved like something ancient and ageless. She wasn't human. She wasn't even just supernatural. She was… something else.I rubbed the back of my neck, exhaling. "Damn it," I muttered under my breath. The sight of her replayed in my head—she bending down to retrieve something from Darius. Then that sudd

SAGEIsla hadn't stopped talking since we got back to the quarters."Come on, Sage," she whined, flopping dramatically onto the sofa, her braid bouncing over her shoulder. "You have to tell me what really went down between you and Darius! One second you were about to burn him alive, and the next—boom—you stop. Everyone saw it. You just stopped."I didn't answer immediately. My thoughts were still in that field—still tangled around what had happened, what I had seen, and what it meant. The whispers, the heat, the look in Darius's eyes when he realized I wasn't what he thought I was.Worse, he was really an ancient.That word still tasted strange on my tongue. It made my heart flutter uneasily each time it crossed my mind.And now there was tonight—the banquet. I wasn't sure what to expect. The royal family would be there, of course. Adam would be there. The thought of it made me draw a slow breath, my pulse quickening despite myself. I had plans for that banquet. A carefully laid move