All Chapters of Silent Howls: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Liora’s P.O.V. “I’m happy.” The carefully placed lies echoed in my mind long after I said them. As I stood at the altar beside Gavin, all I thought about was Cassian, worry clinging to me like a shadow. Where was he? Why hadn’t he come? Why hadn’t he called? Even now, when I was supposed to start my new life with Gavin, I couldn’t stop thinking about him.Cassian was the only person on my mind!The party hall was breathtaking. Soft golden lights draped across the walls, flowers arranged perfectly, their fragrance filling the air. Gentle music played in the background, adding warmth to the already elegant atmosphere. Everything was perfect, and even so, my heart refused to calm down. For the audience, I wore a polite smile, thanking the royals for the practice of being a temporary Luna in the lycan palace. That place taught me how to conceal my emotions and act normally, like nothing had happened. All thanks to my convincing acting, my grandparents didn’t suspect anything. G

Liora’s P.O.V. Cassian’s question lingered in the air, cementing my feet to the ground. My heart skipped a beat as I drew a breath, turning to face him, ready to answer. He had the right to know who attacked his son. But before a single word could leave my mouth, a firm voice cut through the air. “Liora is here because Lunaris wolves always take responsibility.” My heart raced as I saw my grandparents walking inside with quiet authority, their presence instantly shifting the atmosphere in the room. Grandpa Velen’s sharp gaze swept the space and stopped. I followed his eyes and noticed a healer who was sneaking the syringe I just used to treat Carlos in his bag. A low growl tore from my grandpa’s chest as he stepped forward without a word and snatched the syringe from the healer’s hand. “There was a reason,” Grandpa said, his voice steady yet edged with something deeper, “we stopped healing people and sought seclusion in the Silver Forest.” The weight of his words carried cent

Liora’s P.O.V. The result stared at me, the glow of silver water washing away the thick haze of lies and deceit. My gaze snapped to Scarlett as memories from five years ago surged like a storm. “Please accept me as your sister, my lady. I am carrying King Cassian’s child.” A sharp gasp tore from my lips. “If Carlos wasn’t Cassian’s son, then what was that?” I turned to see Cassian, who was just as shocked as me. His face had darkened, something feral and dangerous rising beneath his skin. The shock didn’t last long. It turned into pure rage quickly. A thunderous growl ripped from his chest as he lunged forward and grabbed Scarlett’s neck. He roared, his voice shaking the air itself. “How dare you lie to me?” Scarlett choked, her hands flying to his wrist, her body trembling violently. Panic flooded her face as she shook her head desperately. “I told you before...” She cried, her voice breaking pitifully. “The test results are rigged!” Her teary eyes darted toward my gra

Liora’s P.O.V. Nothing could have prepared me for the wave of desire that threatened to obliterate me! Cassian's firm lips pressed to mine, his lips parting with a barely restrained growl and his tongue brushing against mine so sensually that my toes curled and my need for air vanished. His hand slid to the back of my nape, cradling my head ever so gently even while his thumb pressed down on my pulse. “Cassian...” I moaned into the kiss, my hands finding purchase on his broad shoulders. But just as I pressed my fingers on his hard muscles, Cassian pulled away, ending our kiss abruptly. He took a step away from me, his eyes dark as night with obvious arousal. “Liora,” his words were an exquisite drawl that had shivers going down my spine. “I am sorry... to just... I need to be sure you want this...” That was the height of his respect for me. Casian was looking out for me. He was making sure I wasn't making a mistake that I would regret later. It was almost enough t

Cassian’s P.O.V. “You got it right here.” Seriously? There were no words in the dictionary that could explain the level of anger I was feeling! Liora’s words echoed in my head again and again, sprinkling salt over my fresh wounds. I had been deceived for years, tricked into raising another man’s child under my name, my roof, and my bloodline. Hatred coiled inside me like a snake. Every time I looked at Carlos, I only saw Scarlett’s betrayal, her lies, and her manipulation. Her son was a constant reminder of how thoroughly I had been fooled. At that moment. I said nothing because of Liora. We had just begun to mend something that had been broken for five years. Fighting over Scarlett’s son wasn’t an ideal start for it. So, I swallowed every ounce of anger, acting cool until Liora left to pack her belongings with Esme and Mila. She had kept her things in the house near Stacy's before leaving for Ember Howl Pack, and now she went there to retrieve them. As soon as her car di