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Chapter Forty One

EVELYN’S POV If someone had told me a few weeks ago that I’d actually like living in the human world, I’d have laughed. Loudly. But here I was, lying on my bed in a sun-lit room with pink curtains fluttering and a faint vanilla scent in the air, smiling like an idiot.I loved it here. The air was calmer, the people were easier to read, and nobody cared about titles or packs. For the first time in forever, I wasn’t the Alpha’s daughter or some future Luna in training—I was just Evelyn.Still, sometimes my thoughts wandered back to the Lycan,the one who had stolen Lord Dylen’s body. The whole memory still made my heart race. Why would anyone do that? And why him of all people?Then again… gods, he was handsome. I found myself biting my lip at the thought of him—those sharp cheekbones, that calm but dangerous gaze, that air that screamed trouble wrapped in silk. Why hate a handsome creature like him? I guess he's the one who injured Aldric. Why didn't I feel angry before? Oh well.Sylva

Chapter Forty Two

Dylen’s POV I had barely stepped into the school, my senses still adjusting to the chaotic energy of this human world, when I saw her. My Evelyn—no, Avelynne. She was doing some back flips and then… she tripped.The moment I caught her, all the noise around me vanished. Every set of eyes in the field, every whisper, every gasp but it didn’t matter. Here she was, in my arms, her heart was beating fast against my chest, and the scent of her… intoxicating.I could feel the heat rising inside me, Kaelith was stirring within me,whispering, reminding me why I could never let her go. Despite the fact that half of him is gone,he still longs for her.“She’s mine,” Kaelith murmured, a low growl of satisfaction and warning.I ignored him for now, focusing on the sheer thrill that surged through me. To be greeted by her, to feel her pulse beneath my palm… it was a blessing. A privilege I hadn’t earned but would claim regardless.Her eyes looked up at mine, wide and startled. Despite all the dang

Chapter Forty Three

Evelyn’s POV (I)Isla’s arms wrapped around me the moment I walked up to her.“Evelyn!” she gasped, squeezing me so tight I thought my ribs would crack. Then she quickly pulled back, her nose twitching like a bloodhound. “Wait—” she sniffed again, eyes widening. “You smell like him!”I blinked, half‑dazed, still trying to steady my racing heart. “Like who?”“The new sport psychologist!” she said in a dramatic whisper, as if announcing the end of the world. “Evander Cole! You smell just like him, Eve—like his cologne, or whatever godly thing that man wears.”I couldn’t help it.I chuckled while falling backward onto the grass. “Maybe I do,” I said, half laughing, half trying not to think about how his arms had felt around me. Isla plopped down beside me, still wide‑eyed. “Oh, don’t you dare blush,” she warned, pointing a finger at me. “Oh wait, she's already blushing.”I rolled my eyes, brushing my hair away from my face. “I’m not blushing,” I lied. My cheeks were definitely warm.

Chapter Forty Four

Dylen’s POVThe night was supposed to be quiet, calm, a moment to plan, regroup, and strategize. Yet here I was, standing in the middle of my study with shards of glass scattered across the floor, and Kaela and Rhydian inching backward like I might suddenly turn into a storm.“I can’t… I cannot believe this!” I bellowed, fists clenched on the edge of the table. My voice echoed through the room as I glared at the shattered remnants of my crystal goblet.Kaela raised a brow. “My Lord… calm yourself—”“Calm myself?” I roared, pacing a jagged circle around the room. “Did you see what he did? That Josh—that human—he dared—he dared—to lift her chin like that!”Rhydian’s lips twitched into a smirk. “She’s probably enjoying it, My Lord.”Both Kaela and I whirled around to glare at him, eyes narrowing dangerously. Rhydian’s smirk faltered under the intensity of our stares, but it didn’t stop me from screaming, half in exasperation, half in disbelief.“And then!” I continued, my hands now runni

Chapter Forty Five

A sudden rush of divine wind tore through the room, shattering what was left of the glass. The light flared so bright even my enhanced sight strained. The temperature dropped, and I could smell her,that mix of moonlight, cold silver, and sanctimony.Then came her voice which sounded smooth, melodic, but seething with divine fury.“Lord Dylen!”I lifted my gaze slowly, my jaw tightening as she appeared — radiant and terrible, surrounded by ten armored soldiers, beside her stood her favorite elder, Grayfang. Her gown was pure tonight, her hair a waterfall of white flame. The sight might have terrified lesser beings. To me, it was just… irritating.She took one graceful step forward, eyes blazing.“How dare you!” she thundered, her voice echoing through every inch of the room. “How dare you kill my trusted Elder!” I merely straightened, smirking faintly as the divine light rippled across my face.“Well,” I said calmly, voice laced with quiet mockery, “it appears the goddess has finally

Chapter Forty Six

Elder Grayfang’s breath hitched. For a moment, he reminded me of a wolf that had forgotten how to snarl—eyes darting, throat working, waiting for someone to tell him it was all just a nightmare. I tilted my head, studying him. Pathetic. The goddess noticed his trembling and instantly snapped her glare back to me.“Lord Dylen,” she seethed, her tone layered with divine authority, “you will not threaten my Elder in my presence.”I chuckled. Not a nervous laugh… a sincere one. As if she had just delivered the most comedic line in Lunar history.I turned, walking away from her, utterly calm. “Your presence,” I said lightly, “irritates me enough already. Don’t make it worse by telling me what I may or may not do.” I waved a lazy hand through the air. “You pollute the space without speaking. Speaking only makes it unbearable.”Her magic pulsed, the soldiers straightened, ready to act—but I never felt danger. Just annoyance. The goddess took two bold steps toward me, her gown fluttering like

Chapter Forty Seven

EVELYN’S POVI didn’t know what love at first sight felt like, but I was absolutely sure that whatever Evander Cole was… it should be illegal. The moment he stepped onto the field, everyone forgot what they were doing. Our official sports psychologist… was a walking distraction. A deadly one.Students stared. Girls clutched their hearts like they needed CPR. Boys tried to imitate the way he walked, which was painful to watch. Even some of the married lecturers perched by the bleachers like hawks silently asking themselves if their vows were strong enough to resist that jawline.I swear one of them fanned herself with exam papers.He wasn’t like Josh,Josh was charming and friendly. Evander… was magnetic. He didn’t try to get attention. He commanded it.And don’t get me started on the way he trained the volleyball boys for their upcoming match. Criminal. Absolutely criminal. A group of us were supposed to be stretching for cheer practice, but how could anyone focus when he was running

Chapter Forty Eight

EVELYN’S POVDays slipped by like pages in a book I didn’t realize I was reading,especially when he was around.I couldn’t explain it… but I felt like the human world had two suns, one in the sky… and one that walked around wearing a button-up shirt and pair of glasses like sin disguised as professionalism.He didn’t change much,but something around me did. Sometimes, when he passed by, his gaze would… linger? Like he’d taken note of my existence. And the craziest thing?I could not stop staring at him.I tried,really, I did! But my eyes had desires of their own. My brain would shout LOOK AWAY but my eyes would whisper, just one more second…The worst part? He always caught me.EVERY. SINGLE. TIME.Like he was built with a “Evelyn-is-staring” alert system. He’d turn,slowly… and catch me RIGHT before I turned away. I tried acting natural, but Sylvara said my “acting normal” face looked like someone solving math.One time in the hallway,he was standing by the staircase, talking to ano

Chapter Forty Nine

Evander’s POV They thought I told them to do it again because they weren’t perfect. Pathetic. Their performance was fine. Their posture, rhythm, and structure were acceptable. But I didn’t want perfection. I wanted another excuse to watch her. And I never needed much of an excuse. The boys on the field were boring. They were a bunch of weaklings trying to impress me every time they ran drills, like I hadn’t already assessed their limits the minute I walked into their pathetic excuse of a training ground. Even the wolves among them were unimpressive. Their instincts were dull; their senses were lazy. I’d seen omegas with sharper awareness. Evelyn didn’t know I’d recognized her scent the very first day. She had no idea how deeply I’d already memorized her heartbeat. Or that I could hear the stutter in its rhythms every single time our eyes met. She had no idea I was the Lycan who hurt her pathetic Fiancé. I had maintained a cold profile for weeks. I maintained silence, using min

Chapter Fifty

~Two weeks later~The days passed faster than I expected, maybe it's because every morning I woke up with that stupid flutter in my stomach, the one I kept pretending was indigestion instead of… him. But today wasn’t about him. Today was competition day. Our school versus Iron Heights Academy,the school everyone whispered about like they were volleyball royalty. Tall guys, strong guys. Guys who probably ate protein shakes for breakfast and lifted cars for fun.Meanwhile, I was just trying not to sweat through my jersey before the game even started.The school grounds were already buzzing the moment I stepped out of the hallway. Parents, students, banners, whistles, that annoying announcer who loved hearing his own voice and it all blended into one loud, chaotic mess as everyone made their way toward the stadium.I hugged my bag to my chest and wove myself into the crowd, trying to squeeze through tiny gaps without elbowing anyone. If I got injured before the match even started, Maris

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