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Chapter 111

ADIRAThe corridors of the Haven are silent as we leave the dining hall, the heavy atmosphere still thick between us. The walls, lined with ancient stone and worn tapestries telling the stories of past Lycan rulers, seem to lean closer, eavesdropping on the fragile alliance forged in whispered resolve.Zeus’s hand finds mine in the dimness, his fingers curling around mine with a surprising steadiness. I don’t pull away. Not yet. The fire of ambition inside me burns hotter with this contact, it’s a spark I haven’t felt in a long time.“We change everything tonight,” he says quietly, his voice a low rumble that vibrates through the stillness. “You just turn the tide.”I exhale slowly, fighting the surge of adrenaline threatening to betray my calm. “I don’t turn it for you. I turn it for me.”Zeus’s eyes soften in a way that catches me off guard, a flicker of something genuine beneath the warrior’s mask. “We take it together.”The word together is dangerous. It promises partnership but

Chapter 112

DAISYThe sun is way too bright for someone like me, whose morning started with three hours of homework, a burnt piece of toast, and a caffeine crash halfway to school. I drag myself into the courtyard, my bag slung over one shoulder, clutching a book that definitely isn’t for class.Of course, Adrian McAlister is exactly where I expect him, sprawled out on the stone ledge near the fountains, looking like he walked straight out of a YA fantasy novel. Lazy smirk, perfectly messy hair, and a phone in his hand like it’s his lifeline.“Look who finally decided to show up,” he says, barely glancing up. “I was starting to think you’d joined some cult or something.”“I did,” I say, dropping my bag with a thud. “We worship books and drink iced coffee instead of Kool-Aid.”He raises an eyebrow. “I think I’ve read that book.”“Probably didn’t finish it.”“You wound me.”I sit down beside him, careful not to get too close, and hold up the book for him to see; A Court of Fang and Foolish Decision

Chapter 113

DAISYI stomp away from Adrian without a backward glance, my boots pounding hard against the cracked pavement outside the school. His voice trails behind me, light and teasing, but I’m beyond caring. His words bounce off me like water off stone, but the ache inside won’t let me forget the bombshell he just dropped. Adira. Zeus. Together. After everything.My fists clench and unclench, fingers scraping the rough fabric of my jacket, trying to hold myself together. But the tension in my chest tightens, a coil snapping inside my ribs. I round the corner near the bleachers, searching for a quiet spot, somewhere to catch my breath.The world spins, and I lean against the cold brick wall. My vision blurs as the tears break through—soft sobs, barely audible, trembling with betrayal and confusion. I’m alone. Iris isn’t at school today, and the chaos inside me needs somewhere to go. I can’t call her. I don’t know who else to turn to.A shadow falls over me.“Daisy.”I flinch but don’t look up.

Chapter 114

ZEUSI walk into the high vaulted foyer of the Haven, with my boots thudding softly against the polished stone floor. My mind is a spiral of purposeful thoughts, each one sharpened like a dagger aimed at the heart of the throne room. I tell myself Daisy doesn’t mean anything. I tell myself she’s done. I tell myself that the flicker of something I felt when she screamed at me, when I kissed her was just the residue of a game. She was a pawn and I’m done with her now. I need to move on. The world will bend beneath me soon.Darian is out of town. The conglomerate packs had trouble, the usual rogues, raiding, chaos. Perfect. He’s away and our father, the Lycan King, is off consulting outlying territories. He’s trusting. Relaxed. Thinking his heir will never lift a finger. He’s wrong. By the time Darian returns, the throne will be mine. All mine. This is the next phase. The plan Adira and I have crafted. Calculated, precise. A whisper, then a collapse.I pause at a corridor intersection

Chapter 115

ZEUSThe night breathes in silence. The Haven always does before blood is spilled.I move through the marble corridors like a ghost, every footstep measured, my heartbeat steady. The servants pass me, heads bowed. None of them look twice. They know better. In my jacket pocket sits a tiny glass vial.Vallora.Odorless. Tasteless. The quietest of killers. Conan said five drops were enough to stop a heart, but I brought seven because I’ve seen the King’s strength, the stubborn pulse of his Lycan blood. He will not die easily.The vial feels warm between my fingers as I pull it out in the kitchens.A single candle burns in the corner, throwing amber light over the copper pots and clean silverware. The cooks have already finished the evening meal. I made sure of it. I told them I wanted to “serve my father personally” to show respect.They looked thrilled. The dutiful son, stepping up at last.Idiots.The kitchen smells of roasted meat and herbs. There’s a jug of wine waiting, half full.

Chapter 116

ADRIANThe dining hall still smells like wine and tension.Everyone’s pretending the spill didn’t happen. The servants are scrubbing at the stain like it’s a sin they can erase, but the red only spreads deeper, darker. My brother’s laughter still echoes faintly in my ears, sharp, strained, nothing like him.I watch Zeus storm out before dessert even hits the table, shoulders tight, jaw locked like he’s holding back something dangerous.Something’s wrong.I feel it in my bones.I give it a minute before I follow, rising from my seat. “Excuse me,” I mutter, ignoring Father’s questioning look. The moment I’m outside, the air hits cold against my face. I spot Zeus’s silhouette already halfway down the corridor, moving like a shadow with purpose.“Zeus!” I call out.He doesn’t stop. Doesn’t even slow down.“Zeus!” I try again, louder. “You’re not gonna pretend that didn’t just happen, are you?”He keeps walking. The bastard’s acting like I’m air.Something in me snaps. I quicken my pace,

Chapter 117

IRISI grip the wooden staff tighter, feeling it thrum with every movement I make. Grandfather watches me from across the training yard, arms folded, his eyes sharp as ever. “Again,” he says. “Faster. Strike with purpose, not hesitation.”I pivot, swing, and jab. My muscles scream, but I push through. The staff clicks against his own with a precision that makes my teeth grit. “Better,” he nods. “Your footwork is clean, Iris. Again.”We move in a rhythm now, attack and counter, a loop that makes sweat sting my eyes. I’m improving fast and I even notice it. Grandfather’s brow lifts slightly each time I anticipate his strike. “You’ve got talent,” he says, and for a split second, pride warms my chest. “Better than I expected.”I smirk. “Told you I wasn’t useless.”He chuckles low. “You’re far from useless. But talent without control is dangerous.” His voice is calm, steady, like it always is, but there’s that edge underneath, the one I’ve felt my entire life. “Ten more rounds. Make me see

Chapter 118

ADRIANI burst into the throne room, heart hammering so hard I swear the floor might feel it. My eyes lock on her first, Iris, in the center of the room, limbs trembling, bruised, her eyes wide and wary.“Iris! Get away from them!” I shout, running toward her. “Are you okay?”She doesn’t answer. She just blinks at me, eyes flicking between me and the figures surrounding her. And then I see it: the faint glint of fear, the way she’s bracing herself. My stomach twists.And then my own reflection hits me. Blood. Still smeared across my arms, chest, face. My fight with Zeus hasn’t given me time to clean up. I must look like a savage. I hate that she’s seeing me like this, if she’s scared, I can’t blame her.Before I can reach her fully, my father’s voice cuts through the room, cold and controlled. “Guards. Take him away.”I glance at him. My chest tightens. “No. Not happening.”“Adrian,” he warns, but the word is soft, almost regretful. I don’t care. I won’t leave without her.The guards

Chapter 119

DAISY The bell rings, but the echo bounces off the hallways like it belongs somewhere else entirely. My shoulders ache from the long class, my notebook heavy in my arms. I just want a quiet corner, maybe a bathroom stall where I can sit and breathe without anyone noticing how exhausted I am.And then I see him.Kelvin.He’s walking toward me, but it’s not the usual calm, measured pace he always has. His brow is furrowed, jaw tight, eyes darting over the students as if they’re all predators. My stomach twists. Something is wrong.“Kelvin?” I call, trying to keep my voice steady, though I feel it wobble. “What’s wrong?”His eyes flick to me, wide and tense, and then he looks around again. “We… we can’t talk here,” he says, his voice low, urgent.“Why not?” My chest tightens. “Kelvin, come on, tell me. You look like you’ve just seen a ghost. What’s wrong?”He shakes his head, almost imperceptibly. “Too many ears. We need privacy.”I take a deep breath. “Okay. Fine. But we’re going somew

Chapter 120

DARIANThe room smells of pine and burning incense, a strange combination that never seems to bother the Alphas but makes my stomach twist. I sit at the long wooden table, flanked by the Moon Ridge pack leaders. The meeting is supposed to be about trade agreements, patrol routes, and settling disputes, but so far it’s all formalities.“You’ve gone above and beyond, Darian,” the Alpha of Moon Ridge says, his deep voice smooth, commanding. “Your presence here has stabilized our region more than you can imagine. The other packs… they respect you.”I nod, offering a polite smile, though my mind wanders. It’s not about respect. Not really. I’m here because my father wanted me to be. Because these packs, these alliances, matter for the future of our rule. Because every decision has consequences.“Thank you,” I say, my voice steady. “I only hope my presence serves the pack well. I am grateful for your hospitality.”Another Alpha chimes in, a female with striking amber eyes. “It’s not just ho

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