บททั้งหมดของ Hidden Heiress: The Lycan King's Disfigured Queen : บทที่ 121 - บทที่ 130

VALENTINALater, Andres and I returned to our private chamber from dinner, and honestly, it was exhausting — not because of my hidden secrets, but the crowd and their endless eyes following my every move.I wasn't really used to it. I was more like a quiet person who grew up eating quietly only with a few close family members, but here, all officials sat together for dinner and discussed things. I get it though, after all, it's the manners of the palace.And thinking about eyes following around—I think I should raise the topic of four attendees…“What’s running in that pretty head of yours?” Andres's deep voice fell in my ears, shivering and soothing me both as his hand pulled me into his lap.Hugging me tightly he inhaled my scent, and whispered, “Is this too much for you?” His words were low and deliberate.I turned to him. He softly pecked my cheeks and again looked into my eyes, "I mean, t

VALENTINAIn the evening, I went to the dinner hall for dinner and soon after Andres joined me as well, along with Beta Jarvis.“My lady.” Jarvis bowed at me devoutly.“Hey…” I smiled softly at my mate, who lowered his head and dropped a kiss on my lips while sitting in his chair.Slowly, other members arrived as well, bowing at us and then taking their seats. However, among them I didn’t see Alessio… ‘Is he not coming?’ I thought to myself.Immediately Kira groaned within my head. ‘Stop thinking about him!’ She snapped.‘.....’‘What is wrong with you?’ I was seriously annoyed. ‘Isn't he Andres's brother and a guest in our place? It's our duty to be hospitable!’ I also snapped this time.‘Do whatever you want!’ She barked at me and then blocked, leaving me stunned.I was startled at first, but then sighed

VALENTINAThe lingering tension in the hall was still quite palpable, much like the lingering smoke after a fire. The two brothers, although quiet, were glaring at each other as though engaged in a war fighting beneath the skin. One tick and both would burst. Nope, I wasn’t going to let this invisible war continue, not in front of everyone.With that, I moved forward. My hand found its way into Andres's, my fingers gently clasping his as I turned a courteous, practised smile toward Alessio, at which I am mastering these days.“I appreciate your kindness, second prince,” I said softly, my tone dipped in professional courtesy. “But I already have some other plans to tend to. Perhaps another time?”And I didn't lie. I truly have a plan today: a plan to go over the ancient book I picked up yesterday.A flicker of something unreadable crossed his eyes—disappointment, or perhaps a challenge? I couldn&rsquo

VALENTINAThe palace had become still, likely everyone was asleep. However, I was not.I lay in our bed alone, staring at the ceiling, observing the shadows that danced across it as the moonlight changed. A strange sense of heaviness and restlessness settled within me. Each time I closed my eyes, the whispers of the omegas echoed in my thoughts, haunting like a cursed chant.His first love… The western wing… Sealed for centuries…Everything felt like a bad dream, a very bad one and the echo of jealousy—Aghh!I rolled onto Andres' side; it's still empty. I clutched the pillow that smelled faintly of Andres. Midnight had passed, but he still hadn’t returned…‘Sleep is not gonna come to us tonight, is it?’ Kira murmured, lying in the dark corner in the back of my mind.‘I guess so,’ I whispered back. My voice sounded foreign in the silence.‘Isn't she just a fir

VALENTINAAlessio was leaning casually against the doorframe, arms folded. His golden-green eyes gleamed faintly in the dim light, catching me in my trespass, as though he had been watching me for longer than I realized.My lips parted, but no words came out.His gaze slid from me to the portrait, then back, his smirk faint but unmistakable. “Tell me, Valentina,” his tone lingered, heavy and unsettling. “When you look at her, do you see a stranger, or—yourself?”My breath hitched, almost pressuring my lungs, yet I held back.“How easily a portrait can bind the living, ain't it?” he continued, his lips curving in a smirk that never touched his eyes. “You appear rather startled, my dear Luna Supreme.”I stumbled back a step, my back almost brushing the portrait. “A-Alessio—wha-at are you doing here?” I tried to steady my voice, yet failed.He tilted his head, like h