All Chapters of Aurora and the ruthless Lycan king: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The sun had barely crested the horizon when the calm of the palace gardens was broken by the sharp, unmistakable growl of a young Lycan. Aurora, still in her night robe, paused mid-step on the balcony just off the royal nursery. Aries appeared beside her a breath later, his eyes narrowing. “That’s one of the boys,” he muttered, already striding toward the sound. Aurora followed, her heart hammering in her chest—not out of fear, but out of that ever-present tension she had grown accustomed to as a mother. It was the kind of instinct that never dulled, no matter how safe they were supposed to be. They found the source of the growls in the clearing behind the training yard. A small circle had formed—some of the palace guards, a few young wolves, and even little Ruby and Tyler stood nearby, watching wide-eyed. In the center, Phoenix and Lucian were rolling in the dirt, snarling and shoving each other, their small claws out and their faces contorted with emotion. Aurora was at their

The scent of warm honey cakes and wild roses filled the palace’s grand dining hall as the final feast celebrating the children’s birthdays came to a close. Laughter echoed through the high vaulted ceilings, and the long table was scattered with empty plates, forgotten party favors, and content little ones dozing in their parents’ arms. Aurora sat at the head of the table beside Aries, her fingers interlaced with his beneath the tablecloth. Her other hand rested protectively on her still-flat stomach, the smallest of smiles tugging at her lips. Her heart pounded—not with fear, but anticipation. It was time. She stood quietly, clearing her throat. The conversations around the table faded almost immediately. Allie, Iris, Bella, and the court elders turned toward her, their eyes bright and curious. Aries gave her hand a gentle squeeze before releasing it, letting her take the floor. Aurora’s voice was soft at first, but sure. “These past few weeks have been filled with so much joy

Aurora stood in front of the floor-length mirror in her royal chambers, her hands resting just beneath her belly. She squinted down and let out a huff.“I can’t see them.”Behind her, Aries poked his head around the corner from the bathroom, drying his hands. “See what?”“My toes!” she snapped—then promptly burst into tears.Aries froze, towel still in hand. “Ah.”Aurora sniffled, trying to compose herself, but her voice cracked. “I know it’s stupid, but it’s like they’ve disappeared. Just like that. Gone. And I know I’ve seen them every day of my life until now, and now they’re—Aries, what if they never come back!?”He crossed the room in three long strides and gently wrapped his arms around her from behind, resting his hands over her belly. “Your toes are very much still there,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to her temple. “They’re just hiding. Like Ruby does when she doesn’t want to do her lessons.”Aurora laughed, then cried harder.“Moon above, what is wrong with me?”“You’re grow

The next morning dawned with golden light slipping between the curtains of the royal suite. Aurora stirred softly, her arms still wrapped protectively around her newborn daughter. Aries sat nearby, watching his queen and their little girl in a rare moment of peace.But just beyond the doors of the royal wing, Phoenix and Lucian were already on a mission.Sneaking down one of the quieter palace corridors, the boys were whispering with all the seriousness of two future kings planning a royal ceremony.“Do you think she’ll like it?” Phoenix asked, clutching the small sketchbook he’d been using to draw a design for Seris’ outfit.“She’s a baby,” Lucian replied matter-of-factly. “She likes milk and sleeping. But we’ll like it for her.”Phoenix nodded. “Right. It has to be perfect.”They rounded the corner and nearly crashed into Auntie Iris, who raised a brow at the way both boys skidded to a halt.“And where exactly are you two sneaking off to this early in the morning?” she asked, arms f

Phoenix & LucianThe palace halls buzzed with quiet movement as the sun broke over the horizon, gilding everything in gold. In their room, Phoenix adjusted the cuffs of his black jacket while Lucian laced his boots with precision. Both wore custom-tailored uniforms—deep navy and silver trim, symbolizing their status as royal heirs.“You ready?” Lucian asked, tossing Phoenix a leather wrist cuff embossed with the royal crest.Phoenix caught it mid-air. “Been ready.”“Try not to punch someone before homeroom.”“No promises,” Phoenix smirked.They stepped out into the corridor side by side, a silent understanding passing between them. They’d trained for this moment. Not school itself, but what it meant. Exposure. Reputation. Presence.As they reached the front entrance where the palace car waited, Phoenix glanced at Lucian. “She looked nervous this morning.”“Who?”“Seris.”Lucian’s jaw clenched slightly. “She always does when she’s pretending not to be. She didn’t eat her whole toast.”