All Chapters of The Princess's Second Life : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Chapter Thirty one: Dead Ends

The parchment lay folded beneath Elara’s pillow, its ink smudged from the number of times her fingers had traced over it. The note had been her only lead, her only thread to the shadows that haunted the palace.But tonight, she would follow it again.The palace was restless after the feast, servants moving like ghosts through dim corridors, carrying away trays and extinguishing torches. Elara slipped from her chamber wrapped in a dark cloak, the note clutched tightly in her hand. Her pulse quickened with every step, her wolf straining to break free as though it knew danger waited ahead.The note’s words repeated in her mind continuously.Dismissed—there had been dozens of servants let go in recent months. But only one had vanished so suddenly, dismissed by Lord Garron himself after whispers of disloyalty.His name had been Orrin.Elara had heard he once worked in the council wing, running errands late at night. If anyone had seen documents or overheard conversations, it would have bee

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Chapter Thirty two — The Tangled Web

Elara paced the quiet corridors of the palace, her slippers barely making a sound against the polished stone. A restless weight pressed against her chest. The note had haunted her for days—cryptic words scribbled in haste, warning of shadows within the walls. She had clung to the hope that Orrin, the dismissed servant, might hold the thread that would unravel it all. But when she finally tracked him down, it was too late. He was not just dismissed. Silenced. Her hands trembled as she thought of the sight which she had saw him. The note, tucked safely in her writing desk, now felt like a death sentence. Whoever had written it hadn’t just pointed her toward Orrin—they had painted a target on his back. Someone had been watching her. Someone knew she was digging. Her gaze darted toward the window, out into the dark gardens. A storm gathered in the distance, clouds swollen with thunder. It mirrored the dread rolling in her chest. Lord Garron leaned back in his chair, his eyes cold

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Chapter Thirty Three— Seeds of Mistrust

The clang of steel filled the courtyard once more. Dust rose under the pounding of boots, sweat ran down Kael’s brow, and his muscles screamed from exhaustion. Yet he refused to fall.“Again,” Darius said, voice sharp, his blade leveled at Kael’s chest.Kael gritted his teeth, forcing himself upright. “You’ve already beaten me ten times today. What’s the point?”“The point is survival,” Darius replied coldly. “The enemy won’t stop after ten blows. Neither should you.”Kael tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword, arms trembling. He launched forward, swinging wildly. Darius caught the strike with ease, twisted, and shoved him to the ground. The dirt scraped Kael’s skin, humiliation burning worse than pain.“Get up,” Darius commanded.Kael slammed his fist into the ground before rising. “I said teach me, not humiliate me!”For a brief moment, silence hung between them. Darius’s face was unreadable, but his eyes held a flicker of something—restraint, maybe even regret.“You think I t

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Chapter Thirty Four — Beneath the Surface

The courtyard was quiet at dawn, painted in pale blue light. Kael stood waiting, sword clutched tight, his breath fogging in the cool morning air. Every part of him ached from their last sessions, but determination burned sharper than the pain.Darius stepped out of the shadows, his presence heavier than the morning chill. There was no hesitation in his stride, no trace of the reluctant teacher from before. Today, Kael had demanded truth—and Darius meant to deliver it.“Ready?” Darius asked, voice low, rough as gravel.Kael swallowed but lifted his blade. “Show me.”What followed was nothing like the drills before. Darius moved with ferocity, every strike fast, punishing, merciless. Kael’s arms trembled under the weight of blocking, his legs buckled as he stumbled back again and again.“You wanted this,” Darius barked, pressing him harder. “So fight, Kael. Don’t cower. Don’t think. Survive.”Kael gritted his teeth, sweat stinging his eyes. His blade slipped, and Darius’s strike tore i

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Chapter Thirty-Five: Ashes Beneath the Feast

The last day of the feast dawned heavy with smoke from the kitchens, the smell of spiced meats and sweet pastries drifting across the palace like a veil. Nobles bustled through the corridors, eager for one last chance to impress the Ironfang envoy before they returned to their territory.For Elara, the day was no celebration. It was a battlefield.She smoothed the folds of her silver gown, slipping into the hall with her chin high. Every smile felt sharper than a dagger, every glance a potential warning. At the high table, her parents sat flanked by the Ironfangs. Kieran lounged at the younger son’s place, grinning easily at whatever Serenya whispered into his ear. Garron sat not far from him, his broad frame and cold eyes casting a shadow across the polished silverware.Elara’s gaze lingered on him. She remembered Orrin—the dismissed servant who should have been her lead—lying cold with his throat slit. Someone had wanted her trail to end there. And Garron, with his subtle scorn and

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Chapter Thirty-Six: A Spark Before Farewell

The night air was cool, laced with the distant hum of crickets and the faint thrum of music that still spilled from the banquet hall. Elara lingered in the shadow of the colonnade, her pulse uneven from what she had witnessed. Garron’s gaze. Garron’s whispering with Alpha Garrison. It haunted her.She was so lost in thought that she didn’t notice someone following until a deep voice broke the silence.“You shouldn’t be out here alone.”Her breath caught. She turned—and found Darius standing half in shadow, his dark cloak hiding the breadth of his shoulders. His eyes gleamed faintly, catching the moonlight like a predator’s.Elara forced composure into her voice. “And yet you are.”For a heartbeat, they just stared at each other. His presence was heavy, filling the courtyard with unspoken words. She hated how much her heart quickened when he was near, how much her wolf leaned toward him even when her mind warned her not to.“Your clan leaves tomorrow,” she said finally, her voice softe

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Chapter Thirty Seven -: The Road of Ashes

The forest swallowed them as the Ironfang company rode east, the banners snapping in the cold morning wind. The hoofbeats of fifty riders echoed like a drumline, steady, disciplined, and suffocating. Darius kept his place just behind his father, his gaze fixed on the trail ahead. His jaw was locked so tight it ached, but still he did not let it loosen. His wolf paced restlessly inside him. Every breath of wind carried her scent—jasmine, warm spice, moonlight—her. Elara. The kiss burned still. His lips tingled with it, his chest still thundered with the feel of her pressed so close. He had sworn to resist, had sworn to keep his distance, but the moment her eyes had lifted to his and defied him—gods, he had been lost. For one reckless heartbeat, he had given in. And now he could not stop replaying it, over and over, the sound of her breath, the feel of her wolf straining toward him, the taste of her mouth. His wolf howled inside him, furious at the distance now forced between them.

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Chapter Thirty-eight: Whispers at Dawn

The moonlight had long since faded, but Elara still lay awake, staring at the canopy of her bed. Her lips still tingled, her chest still thundered, her body still hummed with the memory of his mouth on hers.Darius.She pressed her fingers to her lips, as if touch alone could steady the storm. Her wolf prowled inside her, restless and hungry, snarling every time she tried to push the memory away.Go after him, it demanded. He is ours.But he was gone. He had left with the Ironfang host before dawn, riding into the forest with the same cold finality he always cloaked himself in. Not a word, not a look, not even the faintest sign that the kiss had meant to him what it meant to her.Elara shut her eyes tightly. Fury mingled with longing until she could barely breathe.“Coward,” she whispered into the dark.Her wolf growled, not at him, but at her—for denying what the bond screamed.By the time sunlight poured through the palace windows, the corridors were already alive with gossip. Elara

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Chapter Thirty-nine: Shadows of Ironfang

The road home stretched dark and endless, trees bending overhead like twisted guardians. The Ironfang banners flapped in the wind, black and silver against the pale sky. Darius rode at the edge of the formation, silent, his jaw clenched so tightly it ached.He hadn’t spoken a word since they’d left Oryndor’s gates. Not to the guards, not to his brother, not even to his wolf.But his wolf was far less silent.Fool, it snarled, pacing inside him. You touched her. You kissed her. You tasted what is ours—and then you walked away.Darius tightened his grip on the reins. His horse snorted, restless beneath his fists.You deny us, the wolf growled. You deny her. You deny yourself.“I protect her,” Darius muttered under his breath.His wolf snapped its teeth. You wound her.The image of Elara’s face rose unbidden—the way her lips had parted beneath his, the way her breath had caught, the way her wolf had surged to meet his. The memory was a curse, a chain, a fire that would not burn out.And

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Chapter forty: A Seat at the Table

The grand halls of Mooncrest had grown quiet after the departure of the Ironfang clan. The heavy tension that had gripped the castle during their stay lifted, replaced by a stillness that weighed heavily on Elara’s chest. She stood alone by the large arched window of her chambers, staring out at the training yard bathed in the soft morning light. Below, her younger brother Kael moved with a focus and determination that was new to him. He sparred fiercely against one of the castle guards, his blade clashing rhythmically with his opponent’s. Darius’s brief training had made an impact — Kael’s skill and confidence had grown. A flicker of warmth softened Elara’s resolve, but it was quickly overshadowed by the colder fire of determination burning within her. She could no longer wait. She would no longer be the silent daughter who lingered on the edges of her family’s fate. It was time to step forward. The council chamber echoed with murmurs as Elara entered. The room was lined w

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