บททั้งหมดของ My Secret Call Boy is Lycan King: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

I lifted the bundle and tipped it into the river. The ash fell in uneven strands, scattering across the surface before the water pulled it down—into the silt, into the memory, into the deep.The wind shifted, brushing against my cheek like something ancient exhaling through the trees. I didn’t whisp

Not in the sense that I was abandoned but that this moment was mine alone. The doors opened without command. The light beyond them was blinding, not from sun, but from flash after flash of press drones, media sigils, nobles’ personal archivists crowding the threshold, all of them desperate to catch

The room beyond was immaculate. Of course it was. Not a paper out of place. Not a single pen askew. The curtains were drawn to soften the light, lending everything a fragile hush, as if I’d entered a sanctuary rather than a seat of power built on other women’s silence.The desk stood at the center—p

She stayed.There, beneath a sky neither of us could claim, in the quiet of a place neither of us had built, Violet stayed and that... was enough.I stepped toward her. Not like a king reclaiming space. Not like a wolf circling a prize. Just a man. Answering a call that had never needed words.One s

For most of my childhood, I had always believed that such a creature was a myth. No one really spoke of the Burmstone only because it was generally associated with death and sorrow. Not a single person dared to travel beyond the Venmer barriers for fear that they would never return,Only once had th