All Chapters of Silent Howls: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Liora’s P.O.V.The words landed like a blade wrapped in silk.For a heartbeat, the garden went still. All eyes were fixed on Scarlett as she didn’t stop there. Her voice stayed sweet, almost respectful, but every word she spoke was dipped in poison.She continued calmly, as if she were merely stating facts instead of slicing me open in front of everyone.“Alpha Magnus was the one who led the rebellion,” she said, tilting her head slightly. “He was the one who attacked King Cassian. And from what I had heard,” she went on, glancing at Dorian and Giselle before looking back at me, “King Cassian was injured because he was shielding you from the enemy.”The garden air suddenly felt suffocating, making it hard to breathe. Scarlett smiled faintly, her smile sharp.“So, if your father was a traitor, and the king nearly lost his life because of you... isn’t it only fair that you performed the revival ritual, Sister?”Her question was sharp enough to cut, leaving me at a loss for words. I star

Liora’s P.O.V.Silence crashed between us, heavy and deafening. Cassian stared at me as if I had spoken in a language he didn’t recognize. Disbelief flickered in his eyes, then something sharper, something that hurt far more.Disappointment!“Is this really you, Liora?” He asked slowly, his voice quieter now but far more cutting.“The one obsessing over title and status?”My breath hitched as he went on, shaking his head slightly.“You weren’t like this when we met. You had never cared about worldly issues, power, and position. You were different!”His words struck me out of nowhere, like a blade driven straight into my chest. I stood there, stunned, my heart clenching so tightly that it hurt to breathe.He was right about my past, broken self, when my only goal was survival. I had no mate, no expectations, and no hopes for my future.But it had changed!My royal mate had surely changed me. Now, people watched my every step, ready to judge, ready to discard me the moment I stumbled. M

Liora’s P.O.V.The music thumped around us, the bar loud and alive, yet the moment felt painfully exposed. My breath came shallow as realization crashed into me. My hand felt hot against Adrian’s lips, his surprised inhale brushing my skin.For a heartbeat, he froze. Then slowly—dangerously slowly—his gaze dropped to my hand, his lips curving beneath my palm. And at that moment, it struck my mind: I had made a terrible mistake!Adrian’s amusing gaze was fixed on me as I pulled my hand back as if burned.“Well,” he drawled, leaning closer, his voice smooth and mocking. “This is interesting!”My stomach twisted. Alcohol buzzed in my veins, making everything feel unreal, but fear cut through the haze sharply. Adrian straightened, resting casually against the counter.He wore a white tank top that clung to his muscular frame, dark tattoos snaking down his both arms like living things. His smirk was devilishly calculated, too confident for my comfort.Before he could say anything else,

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Liora’s P.O.V.My head felt like it was splitting open. A sharp groan tore from my throat as sunlight stabbed through my eyelids the moment I tried to open them.I squeezed my eyes shut again and pressed my palm against my temple, only for the pain to throb harder, cruel and relentless.“Why…Why is my head pounding so much?”Groaning, I pushed myself upright, the room tilting dangerously. That movement sent a violent wave of nausea crashing through me. Oh, no!I barely made it off the bed before sprinting towards the bathroom. My knees hit the cold tiles as I hunched over the toilet, vomiting uncontrollably. My body shook with each retch, my throat burning, my eyes watering until tears streamed down my cheeks. By the time it stopped, I was trembling, exhausted, and hollow. After flushing the toilet, I leaned against the sink, turning on the tap. Cold water splashed over my face as I tried to steady my breathing. My reflection stared back at me, pale and miserable with swollen eyes