All Chapters of Aurora and the ruthless Lycan king: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Seris – Training Grounds, Royal EstateThe grass was still damp with morning dew, glistening beneath the pale gold sunrise. A faint mist clung to the edges of the palace training field where Seris stood, small but fierce, fists clenched at her sides as her father adjusted the leather guards on her arms.“I want you to remember something,” Aries said, kneeling so they were eye level. “This isn’t about becoming a soldier. It’s about learning how to move, how to think — how to stay safe.”Seris nodded, her violet eyes serious beneath her thick lashes. She wore a charcoal tunic tucked into slim black training pants, her boots still too new to bend properly.“What’s rule one?” Aries asked.“Don’t start a fight—finish it.”“Rule two?”“If I can run, I run.”“Rule three?”Seris grinned. “If I have to fight, I win.”Aries chuckled, but there was pride behind his eyes. “Good. Let’s see what you remember from yesterday.”Aurora stood just outside the sparring circle, arms folded, watching every

The palace was still, bathed in the soft glow of candlelight. Aurora sat quietly by the window, the night air cool against her skin. Aries stood nearby, watching her with gentle concern, knowing the weight she carried even after their earlier conversation.She didn’t need to repeat the prophecy again—the words of the Moon Goddess still echoed in her mind: the fire and light within their twins, Phoenix and Lucian. The promise and the warning.Aurora’s voice was soft, almost hesitant. “I keep thinking about how Phoenix was the first to lose control today… and then Lucian followed. That fire the Moon Goddess spoke of—it’s already flaring up. What if they never truly learn to tame it?”Aries moved to sit beside her, taking her hand in his. “They’re young, Aurora. They’ve always had strong wills. But they’ve been training every day. They’re learning discipline and strength.”She shook her head slightly, a shadow passing over her features. “That’s just it. Training helps with skill, but thi

The lunch hall was loud as usual, filled with laughter, scraping chairs, and the faint scent of hot food. But a subtle hush fell over one section the moment Seris stepped in—shoulders back, steps steady, her new friend Gabby right at her side.Phoenix spotted them first.His eyes narrowed instantly. “Who’s that with her?”Lucian followed his gaze. “Don’t know. She wasn’t around this morning.”“Probably a fan,” Tyler muttered.Ruby elbowed him. “You say that like we have trading cards.”“She could be cool,” Alex offered, still chewing. “Or she could be annoying. Statistically, she’s probably both.”Baby Aurora giggled. “Don’t be mean.”But Phoenix and Lucian weren’t laughing. They straightened in unison as the girls approached. Seris sat down beside Ruby like it was the most natural thing in the world, motioning to the empty seat next to her.“This is Gabby,” she said. “She’s in my year. Her father’s Alpha Mateo of South Ridge.”Gabby plopped down and gave the group a casual nod. “Hey.

The final school bell rang through the halls like a starting pistol, and students rushed to gather their bags, chatter spilling from classrooms into the corridor like a tide. Seris and Gabby walked side-by-side, weaving through the noise and laughter with ease. It had been a good day—light classes, no surprise tests, and plenty of whispered jokes passed between the two girls. But just as they stepped out into the late afternoon sun, the warmth was disrupted by a familiar weight in the air. Gabby spotted him first. “Ugh. He’s here again.” Cato stood off to the side near the school gates, arms folded, posture too casual to be anything but calculated. His golden-brown eyes flicked to them the moment they stepped out of the building. Seris didn’t flinch. “He doesn’t talk. He just watches. Like a weirdo.” “He’s lucky I didn’t throw my lunch at him,” Gabby muttered. “Maybe next time,” Seris said with a grin. As they continued down the stone pathway, they didn’t need to say any

The palace corridors bustled with activity. Servants hurried back and forth, carrying trays of fresh flowers, polishing silverware, and adjusting the intricate decorations draped throughout the grand halls. Everywhere, hints of celebration bloomed—golden banners embroidered with royal sigils, shimmering crystal chandeliers catching the light just so, and tables laden with elegant linens and delicate china.But amidst the calm order, Aurora moved like a tempest. Her dark eyes flicked from one detail to another, her hands restless as she passed by decorators placing final touches on the banquet hall. Every crease in a napkin, every misplaced candle, seemed to pull at her nerves.Aries watched quietly from the doorway, arms crossed, sensing her tension.“Aurora,” he said softly, stepping closer. “You can’t control everything. The people, the weather, even the magic—none of it will bend to your will.”She bit her lip, frustration tightening her jaw. “But it has to be perfect, Aries. For t