جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 50

INDY Did everyone already know about the incident? That question kept repeating in my head as I slowly pushed myself up from the floor, cradling my wrist close to my chest. Lucio was already walking away from me, not even sparing me a glance. I swallowed and forced myself to stand straight, even though the others were still staring. It felt like I was being pinned to the ground. I exhaled slowly.Cindy wouldn’t have, would she?Then I spotted Poppy.She was standing near one of the columns, pretending to be busy with something on her tablet. However, the way she stiffened when she saw me told me everything. She was avoiding me.“Poppy,” I called out.She flinched slightly.I didn’t give her time to escape. I walked over and gently but firmly grabbed her arm, pulling her a few steps to the side where no one could overhear us.Her eyes widened. “Lady Indy—what do you need?”Her tone had reverted to the polite one she used when we weren’t close. “Why is everyone acting so hostile?”

INDY This cunning little omega.Those words were the first things that entered my mind, because I knew exactly where this was going. I had let my guard down. I had underestimated her. I had walked straight into it like an idiot! The footsteps halted, and the three brothers entered at once. Their presence filled the kitchen, their gazes sweeping over the scene. Clara was crying now, with blood streaked down her wrist. Her hands shook as she stepped away from me before falling to the floor, fear engulfing her features. She really was a damn good actress.Her sobs were soft at first, then louder, her shoulders shaking as though she was barely holding herself together. She looked like a white flower amidst a poisonous forest. “I—this is not what it looks like,” I blurted out, the words tumbling over each other in panic.Rome’s eyes locked on the knife first before locking on me. It felt like the temperature in the room dropped ten degrees.Soren’s gaze met mine, and I thought he wo

INDYOf course, those words were easier said than done.I could stand tall in front of Clara. I could smirk and pretend I wasn’t shaken, but the reality was, she had more people on her side. The palace felt colder with every passing day—at least, for me. Laughter died the moment I entered a room, only to restart the second I left. It was like being skinned alive in silence! Poppy was the only one who still met my eyes.Everyone else looked at me like I was a disease. Rome wouldn’t even look at me anymore.That hurt more than I wanted to admit.My wrist still ached. No—ached wasn’t even the right word. It throbbed constantly, a deep, persistent pain that never fully went away. Here, I thought that werewolves healed faster. Did the Moon Goddess hate me that much to even give me a slow recovery time? On top of that, my body felt heavy and tight. My thoughts felt slower, like they were dragging through thick fog. I tried to ignore it. However, that afternoon, the heat became unbearable

INDY He clicked his tongue again, harder this time. His fist tapped lightly against the door, appearing to be frustrated. “Why did they have to make this door so damn durable,” he muttered.I watched him from the bed, clicking my tongue in return. “Just stay here.”He didn’t turn around.“You really hate being in my presence?” I asked.The question hung in the air. I already knew the answer to it, but a small portion of my heart hoped that I was shaking his mind even if it was a little bit. I shifted slightly and finally looked at him properly. He looked exhausted. His shoulders were heavier, his posture more rigid than I remembered.It was so different from the Rome I was with in Firefell. This one looked worn down.It had only been a week.What had happened in that week?Has he been sleeping?I sighed softly.Without thinking too much, I pushed myself off the bed. My legs wobbled slightly, but I ignored it. I walked over to him and reached for his hand.He stiffened at first. “I

INDY I overheard some of the maids talking.I wasn’t trying to. I had only slowed down because I dropped one of the folded shirts I was carrying, and when I bent to pick it up, their voices floated through the corridor like they were meant for me to hear.“It’s going to be my heat soon,” Clara said.I stopped in my tracks.My fingers tightened around the cloth in my hands, and for a second, I forgot how to breathe properly. “I don’t know what to do. It hurts when I have it. It feels like I’m losing control every time it hits.” “These are the times when it’s inconvenient to be an Omega. It’s better to be a Beta.”Her voice was soft, unlike the tone she used with me. It was the kind of voice that made people choose her. The maids began to murmur around her, voices overlapping in soft, sympathetic tones. “Being an omega has its merits. You are the most cherished in the land because of your fertility. You just need an Alpha to pacify your needs.” “You have one already, right?” “The