All Chapters of Silent Howls: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Liora’s P.O.V. Goddess, this was worse! I thought this banquet would be a challenge, but the simple introductions got on my nerves. If it wasn’t for Cassian, I would have embarrassed myself at the elders' table. Tense conversation hummed all around us, piercing gazes sliding over my skin as every smile felt sharpened with poison. My nerves were stretched so tight that even the music felt too loud. No wonder Cassian was so upright and stiff when I first met him. Any normal person could go crazy here. But right now, my composed mate was angry, and I didn’t even need our bond to sense it. Adrian’s joke had snapped something in him. His posture was stiff, and when he looked at Adrian, his gaze burned with sharp warning. It was evident that Cassian didn’t like him. No, he despised him! I filed that away instantly, a silent note carved in my mind: Stay away from Adrian. However, Adrian looked completely unbothered by Cassian’s sharp tone. He only shrugged, swirling his wine casu

Liora’s P.O.V.Assistance? What the hell?That was the first thought that came to my mind after seeing Scarlett at my door, the shock temporarily slowing my brain functions. I was still reeling in astonishment when Zylar stirred sharply inside me. “See!” She growled furiously. “She is here. That lycan doesn’t do anything without a motive. She definitely has some hidden agenda.”After the garden incident, Scarlett was at the top of Zylar’s mortal enemies’ list. My spine stiffened as well, instincts screaming to be on guard. For a split second, I nearly let my emotions show, but then I forced myself to breathe. A true queen didn’t flinch so easily. So, I schooled myself into a polite smile and inclined my head. “Please, have a seat.” I said calmly, gesturing towards the sofa. Scarlett’s lips curved as if she had won some invisible point.“Thank you,” she replied, settling herself comfortably. Her gaze drifted all over the room, taking in every detail around me.“It seems that the dre

Liora’s P.O.V.Although my own legs betrayed me, Cassian’s strong arm caught me on time. He wrapped his hand around my waist, helping me to balance my weight.I felt his warmth, his scent, and it pulled me back from the haze. His voice dropped low, filled with worry as he leaned closer to me. “Are you alright, little fawn?”The entire pack was watching us, their silence heavy with expectations. My palm throbbed, the pain threatening to take over my logic. But I refused to let this moment break me. Biting down on my tongue, I forced my lips to curve. “I am fine.” I said, my voice softer than I wanted but steady enough to convince others. But Cassian didn’t look convinced at all. His eyes narrowed as he took the blade and examined it keenly, something dark flickering across his face for a split second before he acted.He slashed his palm in one swift motion, his frown deepening. But his healing was quicker than mine. So, he didn’t waste a second and reached for me, pressing his injur

Liora’s P.O.V.I sat on the edge of the bed, unmoving as if time itself had forgotten me. Hours had passed since the ceremony, but my body still refused to respond. My spine was stiff, my fingers numb, and my chest tightened in a way that made breathing feel optional rather than necessary. My eyes burned relentlessly, swollen and aching, yet not a single tear fell. It was like my grief had grown too vast for tears to contain it.My gaze remained fixed on the mannequin standing near the dressing table. The red gown draped over it faintly under the dim lights, rich and regal, every stitch crafted for one purpose alone: my coronation!The gown I was supposed to wear when I became the queen of the lycans.The gown, that was meant to announce to the world that I belonged here, but now, it only mocked me. The deep crimson fabric clung to the mannequin form like a cruel reminder, whispering what everyone had already seen today: I wasn’t enough. I wasn’t even a real she-wolf. I swallowed, m

Liora’s P.O.V. I didn’t sleep at all! Cassian’s warm and protective arms were around me, yet my mind refused to rest. Every time I closed my eyes, the events of last night replayed themselves. The room was dark and silent, but my thoughts were deafening. I lay there, stiff and unmoving, until the night turned into morning, and Cassian woke up. He carefully loosened his hold, as if he was afraid to disturb me. I heard the faint rustle of clothes, the soft sound of him getting ready for work. But still, I pretended to be asleep despite being wide awake. Through half-lowered lashes, I watched him walk out quietly, closing the door behind him. My chest tightened as I stared at his retreating back, the echo of his footsteps fading down the corridor. That was when it hit me, sharp and unexpected. For the first time since we’d been mated, I realized something that unsettled me deeply. There was someone else he trusted wholeheartedly! When I first learned about his stepfamily, I had th