Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Healer and The Beast: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

I pinched my thigh hard under the fabric of my dress, trying to keep my expression neutral while my mind raced. Why was Lys here? After everything he'd told me about staying hidden, about Kael killing him if he ever discovered he was alive, why was he standing in this throne room like he belonged here?And why did they act like enemies who'd known each other for years?And did Kael just call him Lysander. I thought—the name sounded familiar but I couldn't pinpoint where I had heard it before. "Kael," I started, but he cut me off with a sharp gesture."Don't." His silver eyes never left Lys's face. "Don't say a word."Through our bond, I felt his rage building like a wildfire. But underneath it was something else. Something that felt almost like fear."Well," Lys said pleasantly, as if he wasn't standing in a room full of people who wanted him dead like he claimed. "This should be interesting.”The way Kael had said "Lysander" like the name tasted bitter on his tongue. The way Lys spok

Terror made my knees weak as I stared at Kael's furious face. The alpha will pressing down on me made it impossible to think of anything but telling him the truth."I met him at the Silvers mansion," I whispered, the words tumbling out in a rush. "His name is Lys. He said he was an extended family, that he was maintaining the property."Kael's jaw clenched tighter. "Go on.""I went there looking for clues about Elena and Lydia. He was in the garden, tending the flowers. He seemed kind, helpful." My voice cracked. "He said you'd kill him if you found out he was alive. That all Silvers were your enemies.""How many times did you meet with him?""Two times. Just twice." The confession felt like swallowing glass. "He would tell me stories about Elena, about the family. He seemed to genuinely care about what happened to them.""What else?""He warned me about trusting people too easily. Said someone close to you might betray us." I wiped tears from my cheeks with shaking hands. "He gave me

The night became a blur of desperate need and finally being whole again.The moment his control snapped, everything else fell away. His hands tangled in my hair as he kissed me with hungry desperation, like he was trying to pour weeks of longing into every touch. I responded with equal fervor, my fingers gripping his shirt before tearing it away completely.Clothes scattered across the floor in our haste to feel skin against skin. His mouth traced patterns down my throat while his hands mapped every curve like he was memorizing me all over again. I arched beneath his touch, soft moans spilling from my lips as he found all the places that made me come undone.When he lifted me and carried me to his bed, I felt like I was flying. The mattress welcomed us both as he settled over me, silver eyes blazing with want and something deeper."Are you sure?" he whispered against my lips."Yes," I breathed. "Please, Kael."What followed was beautiful chaos. Deep, hungry kisses that left us both br

Like Kael had promised, he called for Dr. Ashford to examine me. After leaving the kitchen, I made my way to the study to wait with him, but my mind kept wandering back to Vera's words about the bracelet. I found myself glancing down at my wrist repeatedly, searching for any sign of the glow she claimed to have seen.My fingers traced the smooth silver surface as unease settled in my stomach like a stone. What if something truly was wrong with it? What if Lys had given it to me for reasons beyond simple kindness?When Dr. Ashford arrived, his usual calm demeanor carried a hint of surprise. His eyebrows rose slightly as he set down his medical bag."Your Majesty requested another examination?" he asked, his tone carefully neutral. "I must admit, I was not expecting to return so soon, given our previous conversation."Kael's jaw tightened at the reminder of his earlier suspicions, but he nodded curtly. "Sena has been experiencing weakness and fatigue. I want you to examine both of us ag

Kael's PovI sat alone in my study, the weight of Dr. Ashford's words pressing down on me like a physical burden. Sena had fled from the room hours ago, and I had been too stunned to follow her immediately. Now the silence felt suffocating.My hands clenched into fists on the desk as I thought about what the doctor had told us. Sena's healing essence was becoming unstable. The very gift that was supposed to save me, to free me from this curse, might be failing.I should have been dead years ago. The guilt and burden of my past mistakes had been eating away at my soul for so long that I had almost welcomed the idea of finally succumbing to them. The voices from that terrible night still echoed in my head, the screaming and gore playing on endless repeat behind my eyes. I had killed everyone that day—my own people, innocents who had trusted me to protect them.I had ruined everything and made my people hate the very sight of me.For three years, I had almost given up entirely. The numbn