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CHAPTER 170: New Beginning

Gracia's POV I stared at him.The words hung in the air between us, heavy and impossible. ‘Will you be my son? The heir to the Sunstone Dominion? The next Alpha of the West?’I opened my mouth. Closed it. Opened it again.Nothing came out.My mind was a storm of confusion, disbelief, and fear. I couldn't process what he was asking. I couldn't understand why he would offer something so precious to someone like me."Gracia?" Hubert's voice was gentle. "Did you hear me?""I…" I swallowed hard. "I don't understand. Why me? I'm nobody. I have nothing."He studied me for a long moment, his eyes soft but unwavering."You're wrong," he said simply. "You're not nobody. You're a man who survived horrors that would have broken most people. You're a man who still has the capacity to love, to hope, to sacrifice. That's not nothing. That's everything."I shook my head. "But I'm not… I'm n

CHAPTER 171: Empty Cottage

Sera's POV The morning light was cruel.It seeped through the curtains, golden and indifferent, illuminating the dust motes floating in the air. I lay on my bed, still in yesterday's clothes, my hair tangled, my eyes swollen. I hadn't eaten. I hadn't slept. I hadn't moved.The argument with my father replayed in my mind like a broken record. His voice. His words. His refusal to understand. And Gracia’s face. Everything felt like nightmare.‘You won't marry any filthy bastard!’I pressed my face into the pillow. It smelled like nothing. Nothing smelled like him anymore.Where is he? Is he thinking of me? Does he hate me now?A knock on the door."Sera?" Eve's voice, soft and hesitant. "Sera, please open the door. You haven't eaten. You haven't…""Go away, Eve."I heard her sigh. "I'm not going anywhere. You've been in there for over a day. You can't hide forever."I did

CHAPTER 172: Arnold Ahearn

Gracia's POV I stood by the massive floor-to-ceiling window, watching the river flow beneath the dawn's golden light. The water moved endlessly, carrying leaves and debris toward the horizon—just like time had carried me forward, away from the woman I loved.My reflection stared back at me from the glass. A stranger. A man in expensive clothes, his back straight, his shoulders squared. A man with authority. A man named Arnold Ahearn.I still didn't recognize him.It had been two years since I first arrived at the Sunstone Dominion. Two years since Hubert had announced me as his heir, his son. The people had hated it. They had hated me. A nobody. A bastard from nowhere who had somehow crawled into their Alpha's favor.I remembered the whispers. The sneers. The way they looked at me like I was a stain on their pristine world.Everyone in the West knew me now. They bowed when I passed. They addressed me as "Lord Arnold" with respect and deference. The pack had accepted me—slowly, begrudg

CHAPTER 173: Return To Past

Gracia's POVIronhold loomed before me, a towering testament to everything I had lost and every change I had gone through.The packhouse stood impressively against the clear morning sky, its stone walls glistening in the soft light of dawn. Until now, I had only glimpsed it from the shadows—hiding behind corners, looking through windows, always watching from afar. But today, I stepped through the front gates with warriors flanking me and servants bowing in deference.This was my first time entering a place that felt like home, yet I was doing so boldly and without hiding.The realization sent a chill racing down my spine.I had rehearsed this moment countless times in my mind, imagining every detail. I had practiced my words, refined my posture, and prepared myself for whatever might come next. Yet, standing here now, my heart pounded so hard it felt like it might burst.What if she’s not here? What if she’s already gone?I shook those thoughts off, determined to focus.Orin was waitin

CHAPTER 174: Old Scars

Sera's POV The morning light streamed through the tall windows, casting a golden glow across the expansive bed where I lay, motionless for what felt like hours. Physically, I was fine—the healers had assured me of that—but mentally, I was bone-tired. Two years of heartache, tears, and endless waiting had sapped something vital from my spirit.Dressed in a simple traditional gown, my hair was styled modestly, held in place by a few pins. A shawl rested on my shoulders, though its warmth did little to comfort me.I hadn’t moved on from Gracia, not really.Perhaps I never would. Maybe a part of me never wanted to.I knew I was being foolish, but it didn't matter. My heart was steadfast; I would always love Gracia. No one else could ever take his place.I clutched the charm he used to wear—the one Lvy had given him—an emblem of our bond. He’d left it behind when he vanished, and it was all

Chapter 175: His Here

Sera POV The world stopped.I don’t mean that poetically. The maids froze mid-step, the wind held its breath, dust motes hung in the light. Because Gracia was standing in the grand courtyard of my father’s estate.My eyes filled with tears so fast the world became a watercolor painting, all bleeding edges and shimmering light. My heart pounded against my ribs like a caged bird finally recognizing the open sky, and the sound that escaped me was between a laugh and a sob and a prayer I’d whispered every night. Relief flooded me—not the quiet kind, but the violent kind that makes your knees buckle and your lungs forget how to breathe. All these years of pain, of waking to an empty room and pretending I was fine, of telling myself he’s coming back, and finally, finally he was here.Eve was crying beside me, soft sobs like rain against a windowpane, but I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He was just standing ther

CHAPTER 176: Punishment Fight

Sera's POVHand in hand, we made our way toward our family.I couldn't help but grin, my cheeks starting to hurt from it, but honestly, I didn't mind at all. Gracia was next to me, his hand warm and strong in mine. He seemed different—more self-assured—but his eyes hadn’t changed. Those same eyes that had once looked at me with such openness in the cottage, holding so much pain.He was still the man I had fallen in love with.Before we reached our family, Eve broke away from the crowd and sprinted toward Gracia, wrapping her arms around him and sobbing uncontrollably.“You stupid, stupid pup!” she cried out, hitting his chest with her fists. “You left us! You left her! Do you even realize what you put us through?”Gracia held her close, tears streaming down his face. “I’m sorry, Eve. I’m really sorry.”Eve pulled back, wiping her face with her sleeve. “You didn’t tell Sera. But you should’ve at least told me.”“I know,” Gracia replied. “And I’ll never forgive myself for that.”Eve mana

CHAPTER 177: Private Moment

Sera's POV The door clicked shut behind us, sealing out the noise of the celebration. The muffled cheers, the clinking of glasses, the distant music—it all faded into a gentle hum, like a river flowing far away. We were alone.Finally, completely, utterly alone.Gracia sat on the edge of the bed, his legs stretched out and crossed at the ankles, his back against the headboard. He looked like he belonged there—like he had always belonged there. I settled onto his lap sideways, my legs draped over his thighs, my arms looping around his neck. His hands found my waist, warm and sure.He kissed my neck. Soft, lingering. Then my cheek. My eyes. My temple. My neck again.I giggled when his lips brushed the sensitive spot just below my ear. "That tickles."He did it again, deliberately this time, and I squirmed in his lap."You're doing that on purpose," I accused.He grinned against my skin. "Maybe."H

CHAPTER 178: Frist Time

Sera's POV Gracia's eyes widened at my sudden request."Sera…"I pressed my forehead to his lips, unable to meet his gaze. My fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt. "You left me untouched for two years. It's your fault. And now I want to feel you. I want to love you. All of you."He cupped my face, tilting it up so I had to look at him. He kissed one cheek, then the other. His voice was soft, careful."Sera, there are people outside. They might hear us. Even with the celebration, they'll…""I don't care." I shook my head, my voice trembling. "No one will dare say anything to me in my own territory. I don't care who hears."He kissed my forehead."Please," I whispered. "I want you. I've waited so long. Tell me… do you not find me attractive? Is my body not to your liking? Do you not want me? Do you not want to sleep with me? Will you never touch me? Is it my…" I hesitated, my cheek

CHAPTER 179: Love and Morning Light

Sera's POV A year and two months had passed since we were married.It felt like a lifetime and no time at all. The days blended into each other in the most beautiful way—filled with laughter, warmth, and the quiet joy of building a life together. We were happy. Truly, deeply, impossibly happy.Gracia was handling both sides of his life with a grace that never ceased to amaze me. He was the heir to the West, training under Alpha Hubert, learning the intricacies of leadership, preparing for the day when he would take the throne. But he never let that responsibility steal him away from me. He balanced both worlds effortlessly, dividing his time between the West and North.We had decided to live in both territories, but we spent most of our time at Ironhold. I wanted to stay close to my father. I wanted to stay close to Eve. Gracia never complained. He said home was wherever I was.Alpha Hubert had been more than understanding. He h

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