All Chapters of The Prince Of The Lycans My Mate Dark Secrets: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The air was filled with smoke and tension as Jayden, Ivy,, and Cassian walked along the rough forest trail with the remains of the rebel hideout still burning behind them. Aelin was missing—captured, and taken further into the fortress by the remaining soldiers loyal to Elias.Jayden felt a sharp pain of betrayal in his fists as he remembered almost hurting Cassian. Ivy hadn’t said a word since she pulled him away from his former loyal friend. Her face was pale, and her hands were tight as they walked toward the enemy’s hideout.Jayden thought he would see fear or maybe regret in Cassian’s eyes, but what he saw was something different—desperation. The warrior’s loyalty might have been tested, but it was still strong. He was set on fixing the situation. Still, the trust they once shared would take more than a battlefield to repair.“We’re close,” Cassian said, voice hoarse. “There’s an inner chamber—deep beneath the old ruins. It’s where Elias kept the seer. Where he... experimented wi

Jayden stood at the border of the Hidden Grove, his shape outlined by the firelight while witches, wolves, and their allies came together around him. Word had spread like wildfire across the divided territories—Alpha Jayden had returned. The true Alpha, the one the Moon Goddess had once chosen.And now, his daughter was with him.Ivy stood in the shadows holding Aelin close as the child slept peacefully in her arms. Even while she slept, the girl shone like a light—her magical energy filled the space around her. The witches had surrounded her with symbols and spells for safety, but Ivy still felt unprotected. Elias and Caelum would not sit quietly.“Are you ready?” Cassian asked, stepping up beside Jayden, his expression sharp and wary.Jayden nodded once, his gaze fixed on the burning moon. “This is our call to arms. We rise tonight.”A horn blew in the distance. Not a war horn—but a cry of allegiance. From the east, the Black Ridge Pack approached, flanked by scouts and warriors. Be

The morning was cold in Silver More, but the icy air felt minor compared to the anxiety that filled the kingdom. Smoke continued to rise from the remains of destroyed houses, and the once-bright fields were damaged and burned. Even in the midst of destruction, a strong energy flowed—something important was about to happen.Jayden stood at the front of his small army made up of rebels, loyalists, and fighters who had promised to help take back their home. His dark eyes shone with determination, and he wore his heavy crown more like a burden than a reward. Next to him, Ivy held her bow tightly, her jaw clenched. The fire in her silver eyes showed the strong determination she had in common with Jayden.This was no ordinary battle. It was a fight not just for territory or power but for the soul of Silver More itself.At the back, Cassian moved quietly like a shadow blending in with the darkness. His body had scars from previous battles, but his spirit stayed strong. Today, Cassian felt mo

The sun began to rise, filling the sky with shades of red and orange as if the heavens were sad.Silver More was quiet that morning. No warriors sparred. No children played in the courtyards. No elders gossiped in the shaded gardens. All the wolves, shapeshifters, and loyal followers wore black as they came together at the special place under the Spirit Tree.Cassian's body rested in the middle of a raised platform made of white ash wood. His armor was shiny and well-cleaned, and his sword was placed on his chest. He wore a crown made of wolf’s wolfsbane flowers on his head, representing both bravery and sacrifice.Ivy stood at the circle's edge holding Aelin in her arms. Her daughter was strangely calm as if she understood how important this moment was. Ivy’s eyes were hollow with grief but dry. She had cried all night. She had whispered Cassian’s name over and over, begging the Moon Goddess to return him, even for a moment.But the dead do not return.Jayden stood next to her, weari

The winds of Silver More gently flowed through the tall towers of the palace bringing with them the smell of burnt wood blood and a feeling of hopeful magic from the moon. The dawn spread over the horizon like a wound slowly healing filling the sky with a warm amber light that fell on the castle walls where the guards now relaxed. The fighting has ended.Jayden, the new King of Silver More, stood on the highest balcony looking out over his damaged kingdom. He no longer wore his ceremonial armor; instead, he was dressed in the dark silver and black robes of the current Alpha King. However, he held onto the stone railing with his hands tightly clenched. Peace had come, yes—but peace was a fickle thing. It trembled under the weight of choices yet to be made.Behind him, the great hall was prepared for another sacred ritual—the Luna’s Oath.Ivy.His Luna.Her name rang like a vow in his chest. She was no longer a rogue, nor a threat, nor a secret. She was his queen. The mother of his chil