All Chapters of The Lycan Prince Maid: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

POV: LenaThe alliance summit was convened in the largest hall the palace possessed, and even that barely accommodated everyone. From the lycan royals and council members along one side, wolf pack elders along another, Thorne's bear delegation occupying the third. Each group was eyeing the others with the particular caution of people who had spent generations avoiding exactly this sort of close proximity. The underlying tension between tribes and pack was so thick that a dull knife will cut through."This is going to be a disaster," Keith murmured beside me, watching the room settle into its uneasy factions."It's going to be difficult," I corrected. "That's different from disaster, provided we manage it properly."Managing it properly turned out to be more challenging than either of us anticipated. Within the first hour, an old border dispute between two wolf pack elders and Thorne's council resurfaced.Their old grievances about grazing rights and ancestral hunting grounds threaten

POV: GinaI couldn't sleep that night, the unfinished letter turning over and over in my mind until I finally gave up pretending rest was possible.So I simply lay awake, staring at the ceiling, letting the memories come instead of fighting them.“You're doing yourself more harm than good by turning over your memories over and over again," Bey said gently."I know. I can't seem to stop."“Then let me help you look at it properly, instead of you just replaying the pain in your memories of her over and over.”I closed my eyes, and together, we walked back through every memory I had of Mary.The first day we met in the kitchen. Then she found me lost and overwhelmed in the servant quarters and patiently explained the strange new world I'd woken into, answering my many questions. The late nights we had spent talking, she shared small pieces of her own difficult history, though I understood now how much of that history she had deliberately changed to hide the real truth of her identity."

POV: CalebKeith found me in the war room three days after Mary's disappearance, a thin folder in hand and an expression that told me the internal investigation had finally yielded something concrete."I think I found the second leak," he said, setting the folder down.I opened it carefully. Inside was a set of financial records, carefully highlighted, tracing a pattern of small, irregular payments over the past several months."Who?""An older clerk from the supply department. He worked there for nearly ten years. No one suspected him. That is likely exactly why the enemy chose him.""Why did he do it?""Mostly because of an old grudge. Years ago, his brother was caught stealing supplies meant for the border guards. His brother was dismissed without a pension, even though he worked there for decades. This man stayed angry about it. His anger made him an easy target for anyone to exploit and use him.""Is he wo

POV: CalebThe war council reconvened the following morning, maps spread across every available surface, the full weight of a three-week deadline pressing against every discussion."I want to propose a delay," Varric said, once the initial reports had been shared. "Let us give ourselves a full moon cycle instead of three weeks. So there will be more time to properly train the joint defenses, gather additional resources.""Delay helps the Migroir more than it helps us," Lena countered immediately. "Every village they successfully harvest strengthens whatever's driving them. Every week we wait is a week they use to search more thoroughly for the exact ritual site.""We don't know that for certain.""We know enough," Gina said, quiet but firm. "My visions have shown fragments consistently pointing toward the same conclusion — they're accelerating, not slowing down. Waiting doesn't buy us safety. It buys them time."Thorne, present via a direct communication line established for exactly t

POV: ThorneThe training grounds outside my own settlement had never seen this much activity, warriors moving through formations designed to prepare them not just for battle, but for battle alongside allies most of them had spent their entire lives distrusting."They're improving," Dessa said, joining me at the edge of the field, watching a group of our younger fighters work through coordinated drills with a handful of wolf pack scouts Lena had sent ahead for joint training."Slowly.""You always say that.""Because it's always true." I watched a young warrior stumble through an unfamiliar formation, correcting himself with visible effort. "It has been decades of careful watching, waiting for our old prophecies to come to manifestation. Now the moment's actually here, and I find myself second-guessing whether we're truly ready for what it demands."Old Brenna approached from the camp, moving slower than she once had, though her clouded eyes remained as sharp as ever."You're troubled,