All Chapters of The Prince Of The Lycans My Mate Dark Secrets: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The morning after the Moon Temple woke up was quiet. The wind blew softly over the hot stones of the temple, and it felt like the world was holding its breath. A silver flame had crowned Aelin's trial, but now it was gone. Instead, there was a pale mark on her palm that looked like a crescent moon holding a star.They walked down the mountain in silence. The Temple Guardians, who once watched Aelin with caution, now followed her like shadows. They were no longer just protectors of old stories; they served Aelin as the living sign of the prophecy.At the bottom of the hill, Jayden waited for them. His golden eyes showed relief and something else—maybe pride, but fear mixed in too. He reached out for Aelin without saying a word and pulled her into a tight hug. The magic inside her buzzed like thunder beneath her skin. When she touched him, sparks flew between them like static electricity.“You've changed,” he whispered, holding on tightly.Aelin looked up at him, her silver eyes unreada

The night Aelin claimed the Selen Stone, none in the city slept.Even though no alarm was raised, no enemies visible on the horizon, an unease settled over Amareth like a second skin. The stars flickered dimly above, and the moon—once bright and full—seemed dulled, as if shielded by unseen hands.Aelin awoke before dawn in the quiet chambers they’d been given, her skin still humming with the Stone’s pulse. She hadn't dreamed—no, that wasn’t right. She had, but the dreams were not her own.They were fragments of memories. A child’s scream in the dark. A gate sealed not with stone, but sacrifice. A voice whispering in her blood.When she sat up, Ivy was already there beside her, silent and awake.“You saw it, too?” Aelin asked softly.Ivy nodded, face drawn. “I’ve never heard her voice that clearly.”“The Moon?” Aelin asked.“No,” Ivy whispered. “My mother.”That made Aelin pause.They had spoken of Ivy’s bloodline only in fragments before. How Ivy’s mother was a healer who vanished aft

The moonless night stretched across Theras like a velvet veil, and still, no one slept.Aelin stood in the open courtyard of the Elders’ sanctuary, her silver eyes reflecting starlight as she gazed at the seven symbols now burning into the sacred stone before her. Each was a variant of the same sigil—crescent moons wrapped in vines, thorns, flames, or wings. Each is a mark of a different lineage. A different pendant. A different key.Ivy and Calista watched from the steps behind her, side by side but still unsure how to be sisters after so much silence.“We were scattered,” Calista had explained after the meeting with the Elders. “For our safety. For the prophecy’s survival. Mother never spoke of us to one another. But she always said the pendants would bring us back together when the time was right.”“And now?” Ivy had asked, her voice brittle.Calista had only looked at Aelin, then said, “Now it’s time to wake them all.”The prophecy wasn’t just about one girl. It never had been.Ae

The arena beneath Queen Maelis’s throne room was ancient, carved into the earth itself long before the founding of her obsidian kingdom. It wasn’t a gladiator’s pit or a dueling ring—it was older than those traditions, older than memory. This was a trial of flame, moonlight, and soul.Aelin stood alone in the center.Jayden and Ivy were held behind silver-etched warding sigils that glowed faintly with Veilcraft. They could only watch. Even Seraphine was kept back, her magic dimmed within the queen’s twisted palace.Above them, Maelis watched from a crescent-shaped throne, high on a balcony of black glass. She wore the pendant openly now: a shard of obsidian wrapped in gold vines, pulsing faintly against her throat like a heartbeat.“She thinks this is a spectacle,” Ivy muttered from behind the magical barrier.Jayden’s hands clenched. “It is. But it’s also real. Aelin’s fighting magic with magic.”“And if she fails?”Jayden’s eyes never left the arena. “She won’t.”The chamber quieted

The road to Ashkar was carved in silence and stained with memory. They traveled under a cloudy sky. The stars peeked through the daylight, and the clouds moved softly. Each step to the east felt colder. A heavy feeling filled the air, and it wasn’t there before the Gate started to break.Aelin rode at the front now, her silver eyes sharper than ever. She barely spoke. Since the confrontation at the Sea of Dying Stars, something had changed within her—something had opened. She carried four pendants. Each pendant made the pull of the Veil stronger. She felt it in her blood. She felt it in her dreams, and she noticed how the world changed around her. The world reacted to her presence.Jayden remained at her side, ever silent, ever watchful. His beast stirred constantly beneath his skin, restless and agitated. He didn’t need prophecy to tell him war was coming. He could smell it in the dirt.Behind them, Seraphine scanned ancient maps on horseback, her flame magic flickering over parchmen