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Chapter Eighty-one Talon Maverick The maid stepped forward with practiced ease, cradling the wine bottle like it was something sacred. She untwisted the cage and gave the cork a subtle tug. A soft hiss slipped out first, like the bottle was sighing. Then came the pop!—sharp, clean, and just loud enough to draw a few glances. The sound echoed lightly through my chamber, a clear sign that the night had started. A wide grin settled on my face as I took the bottle from her and gestured for her to step back. She obeyed without hesitation, moving away quietly. “Let me do the honor of pouring you a drink, Father-in-law,” I said to Thalina’s father. I didn’t know why it felt this good—why sitting across from him in this moment felt so surreal, like something out of a dream. The truth was, I never saw this coming. None of it. For most of my life, I never thought about a mating ceremony. I never imagined sharing a drink with a father-in-law. There were so many things I never all

Chapter Eighty-three Thalina The morning sunlight filtered softly through the high glass panes, kissing the silk drapes with a golden hue. The chamber was warm, filled with the quiet hum of women preparing me for the day I’d waited my whole life for—even if I didn’t know it until I met him. My skin still tingled from last night. God. I closed my eyes as a gentle hand brushed a perfumed oil across my shoulder, and all I could feel was him. Talon. The way his body moved over mine, how he looked at me like I held every star in the sky. I had never known love like that—fierce and slow, burning and careful. I had never known a man who touched me like I was something divine. And now, just minutes later, I was about to be crowned Luna of the pack. The Luna of the entire kingdom. “Still dreaming about last night, aren’t you?” a voice teased with knowing laughter. I opened my eyes and met the amused smile of Vaelora. She was seated on the velvet bench behind me, her long sil

Chapter Eighty-five Thalina I had done all I could. I had tried every possible way. And even now, I couldn’t think of anything else to do. It all felt like a ticking time bomb, like the truth I had so carefully hidden beneath my smiles and the love I had for him was on the verge of exploding. And when it did, it wouldn’t just destroy me, it would hurt Talon, too. Deeply. If I wanted to stop Talon from going to the wedding, it had to be today. It had to be now. If I failed today, it would mean I had failed to protect him. I would have failed to protect our love, everything we’ve built, everything we’ve shared since the day we met. Failing today would mean betraying the trust he had placed so completely in me. I took a deep breath and held up the hem of my long gown, hastening my steps. It felt like even the act of walking was wasting precious time. I couldn’t afford delays—not now. My heart thudded painfully against my ribs as I made my way through the castle hallwa

Chapter Eighty-seven Thalina I followed father through the side hallway, past a corridor and down toward the east wing of the house, where fewer guests still stood around, drinks in their hands as they swayed to the music playing outside. “Father,” I called, almost breathlessly, but he didn’t hear me, his steps were taken with hurried determination, glancing back only once before quickening his pace toward a closed door ahead, but he still didn’t see me. I rushed after him and called again. “Father.” He turned slightly, but kept walking until I finally reached out and grabbed his arm. “Please. Just… can we talk? Just for a moment. Alone.” I stuttered, my voice trembling with the uncertainty of the next minuets. He studied me for minute with a curious frown on his face, his eyes pierced into mine like he was trying to see into me to figure out what I was going to say to him, if it was something he wanted to hear or not, but he finally nodded and opened the door beside us. It led i

Chapter Eighty-nine Talon Maverick “End him!” Thalina’s father barked at he masked men and they came at us like a black tide, everything narrowing down to the sound of steel on steel and the thud of boots. I moved before I could think—muscle memory and training taking over. With a hand around Thalina, keeping her right behind my body frame, I started swinging, parrying, answering strikes with strikes. For a moment the hall seem to disappear: only metal, only motion, only the hot, ragged sound of men trying to cut me down. Whatever I did, whichever move I made, I was sure to keep Thalina behind me. Even though she was the reason for all of these, even though she was part of these people, she was among the enemies who had been planning to bring me down for a long time now, I still couldn’t deal with the thought of anything bad happening to her. I couldn’t just let her stand around while weapons swing through the room. I believed that they wouldn’t hurt her, that they wouldn’t do a