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Chapter eleven

Tyla’s POVArthur froze when I said the words.“My bloodline… wasn’t supposed to exist.”His eyes darkened in that way they always did when he sensed danger—when his wolf rose just beneath the surface, ready to destroy anything that threatened me.“Tyla,” he said slowly, almost carefully, “tell me exactly what you mean.”I swallowed, my throat tight, my heart thudding painfully against my ribs. My body still felt weak—drained from whatever I had done to him. But the fear churning inside me was worse than the physical exhaustion.Because once Arthur knew the truth, everything between us could change.He could start seeing me like everyone else eventually did.Dangerous.Wrong.A mistake.“I’m not sure where to begin,” I whispered.“Begin with this.” Arthur moved closer to the bedside, reaching out to hold my hand. “Are you in danger because of your bloodline?”I hesitated.He noticed.“Tyla,” he murmured, voice lowering, “if you say yes, I swear on my life I will tear down anyone who c

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Chapter twelve

Arthur’s POVTyla slept again after her confession, her breath steady but shallow, her lashes resting lightly against her cheeks. Even in sleep she looked fragile—as if the weight of her lineage bore down on her even now.Not just a wolf.Not just a healer.A Luminara.A living impossibility.I sat beside her bed, elbows on my knees, fingers woven tightly together as I tried to steady the growl that kept rising in my chest.Reynold had known what she was.He had tried to claim her.Use her.And the thought alone made my wolf tear at my insides like a caged monster.A soft knock sounded at the door.Lucas entered without waiting for my permission—which meant he knew I wouldn’t care.He looked at Tyla first, then at me.“She told you,” he said quietly.“She did.”“And you believe her?”I shot him a look so sharp he lifted both hands slightly in surrender.“All right,” he murmured. “Just making sure we’re talking about the same thing. An extinct bloodline. A forbidden one. A lineage with

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Chapter thirteen

Arthur’s POVThe Council Chamber doors slammed shut behind me as I entered—tall, carved stone, etched with the ancient symbols of every pack that once made up our kingdom.The chamber was circular, lit by torches that flickered violently as if reacting to the tension in the air.Twelve Elders sat in a ring, their gazes sharp enough to slice skin.Their scents were a cocktail of suspicion, arrogance, and hunger.At the head of the circle sat Elder Marcellus—silver-haired, cold-eyed, and far too perceptive for anyone’s comfort.“Your Majesty,” Marcellus greeted, voice smooth and poisonous. “Thank you for joining us so swiftly. We sensed… something earlier.”“I felt it too,” I said, keeping my voice level. “A surge of power.”Marcellus tilted his head. “Indeed. One unlike anything we’ve witnessed in centuries.”I forced my shoulders to remain relaxed, though every instinct screamed to bare my teeth.Marcellus smiled faintly. “We assume the power came from you.”It wasn’t a question.The

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Chapter fourteen

Tyla’s POVThe air shifted before Arthur even finished reading the message—thickening, tightening, bending around us as if the walls themselves sensed danger.Reynold was coming.My lungs felt too small to hold a full breath.Hayley sank onto the nearest chair. Lucas rubbed the back of his neck, pacing short, sharp lines across the infirmary floor.And Arthur…Arthur didn’t move.He went very still.Too still.The kind of stillness a wolf sinks into before it tears something apart.“Arthur?” I whispered.His thumb dragged slowly along the parchment as if memorizing the ink. His jaw clenched hard enough that a nerve pulsed beneath his skin.Then he lifted his head.His eyes were wrong.Not the stormy gray I’d begun to know so well.Darker.Colder.Almost silver.“He’s close,” Arthur said quietly. “Less than a day out. Maybe hours.”My stomach dropped.“He wouldn’t dare cross Highcrest borders,” Lucas muttered, though the uncertainty in his voice betrayed him.Arthur’s gaze sharpened. “

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Chapter fifteen

Arthur’s POVReynold thrashed beneath me, rage twisting his features into something almost grotesque. My claws pressed deeper against his throat, drawing a thin line of blood. He wheezed, eyes bulging—not with fear, but with disbelief.“You… dare…” he sputtered.I leaned closer, my voice a low, deadly growl. “You crossed my borders. You unleashed monsters in my palace. You threatened my mate.”The word slipped out before I could stop it.Reynold froze.Tyla gasped behind me.And my wolf surged forward triumphantly, as if roaring the truth for the world to hear.Reynold’s lips curled. “Mate? You think she belongs to you?”I slammed his head against the stone again. “She belongs to no one.”A weak laugh bubbled from him. “She does. You just haven’t realized why yet.”I pressed harder. “Speak your last words wisely.”His eyes glinted with something unhinged—madness threaded with certainty.“You can’t protect her from what she is.”Before I could strike, a pulse of energy rippled behind m

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Chapter sixteen

Tyla’s POVThe corridors of the palace felt colder without Arthur.Even after two weeks, the echo of his footsteps lingered, the ghost of his presence clinging to every wall, every hall, every place he had stood beside me. I tried to focus on healing, on walking without trembling, on breathing without feeling like part of me was missing.But some wounds refused to close.Hayley fussed beside me as we walked toward the courtyard fountain. “My lady, you should rest—”“I’ve rested enough,” I said gently. “If I lie in that bed again, I’ll lose my mind.”She didn’t argue. She knew I wasn’t wrong.The palace grounds were peaceful today. Birds perched along the marble railings, flowers bloomed in perfect lines, and sunlight caught the fountain’s spray, turning it into silver mist.Then—a black car rolled through the gates.Hayley stiffened. The other maids froze.I blinked. “Is that Arthur? Did he return early?”“No…” a maid whispered, her voice cracking. “No, my lady. That’s… not him.”The

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Chapter seventeen

Arthur pov:The northern wind bit at my face like a living thing, sharp enough to cut through fur and armor, but none of its cold compared to the ache twisting deep inside my chest. Tyla.Every step farther from the palace worsened it. Every mile widened the hollow in my sternum where her scent used to cling. Every night, I closed my eyes and saw the way she looked at me—soft, uncertain, warm—as if she didn’t believe she deserved safety, yet reached for me anyway.And I had left her.I had to. For the kingdom. For the brewing war at our borders. For the urgent summons from my northern commanders that dragged me away from her side just hours after I had held her.But knowing it was necessary didn’t make it hurt less.“Your Highness,” Commander Dathan called from his horse. “Camp in ten minutes.”I nodded, though my mind was far from the men at my side. Her face. Her trembling hands. Her soft gasp when I leaned too close.A bond. I had felt it then, a pull toward her that I hadn’t been

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Chapter eighteen

Tyla’s POVAfter the ShatteringArthur didn’t release me for a long time.His arms stayed locked around me, his breath harsh against the curve of my neck, his wolf still simmering beneath his skin. I could feel him trembling — not from the cold, not from the fight, but from something deeper. Something raw. Something wounded.He was terrified.Of losing me.I had never imagined a king — a man made of ice and steel — could shake like this, but he did. With his forehead pressed to mine, fingers digging into my waist as if anchoring himself to me, he held on like I was the only solid thing in his world.“Arthur,” I whispered softly.His eyes flickered open — glowing gold before shifting slowly back to blue. Human again. Barely.He swallowed. “I didn’t get here fast enough.”“You did,” I whispered.“No.” His jaw tightened. “You were afraid. You were alone. I wasn’t here.”His voice cracked on the last word.Arthur didn’t crack.But this wasn’t the king.This wasn’t the warrior.This was th

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Chapter nineteen

Arthur’s POVThe Council of WolvesThe council chamber doors slammed open as I stormed in.Every head turned. Every scent shifted. Fear, shock, irritation.Good. Let them choke on it.I didn’t slow my steps. Didn’t offer greetings. Didn’t acknowledge the bowing or the whispers. I went straight to the center of the room — to the marble circle where wolves stood trial and kings issued war.My voice hit the air like a blade.“Where,” I growled, “is Darkthorn?”The nobles flinched, but Lord Darkthorn stepped forward, chin raised high, cloaked in the arrogance of someone who believed they were safe behind old traditions and political shields.“Your Majesty,” he said with a bow that was an insult. “It seems we have a problem.”The room’s tension thickened.I folded my arms. “Enlighten me.”He smirked — just faintly — and I knew he thought today would be his victory.“Your… guest,” he began, drawing out the word like poison, “assaulted my daughter. The palace guards witnessed her attacking S

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Chapter twenty

Tyla’s POVWhen the Bond TremblesLucas had been quiet for too long.He stood by the door like a statue, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword, eyes fixed on something far away — something I couldn’t see.Something he could feel.“Lucas?” I asked softly.He didn’t answer at first. His wolf was close to the surface — I could sense it in the way his shoulders stiffened, in the way his nostrils flared.Then finally, he muttered, “He’s angry.”My heart tightened. “Arthur?”Lucas let out a humorless breath. “Makes the room feel like it’s freezing, doesn’t it?”I blinked. The air had grown colder — subtly, like a winter breeze crawling across the floor. But the windows were closed, and the fire still burned.“How do you feel it from this far away?” I whispered.Lucas turned toward me, his expression softening. “Because the king doesn’t hold back when he’s furious.”I swallowed hard. “Is the council—”“He’s handling it,” Lucas said, but his voice lacked its usual steadiness. “Trust him.”

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