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ALPHA CADEN'S POVThe taste of blood had become so familiar that I no longer reacted whenever it filled my mouth. I leaned forward over the edge of my bed and allowed another stream of dark blood to spill into the silver basin the healers had placed beside me days ago. My chest rose and fell unevenly as another violent cough forced its way through my throat, sending fresh pain across my ribs until I had to grip the edge of the mattress to steady myself. The room smelled heavily of herbs, incense, and medicine, yet none of them had succeeded in slowing whatever was happening inside my body.The healer standing across the room lowered his head after watching me cough again. His expression had gradually changed over the past few days from confidence to uncertainty, and now there was nothing left inside his eyes except quiet pity. "Alpha..." he began carefully. "Please allow yourself more rest." A bitter smile crossed my lips. "Rest will not undo a thousand-year-old promise." He lowered h

ALPHA CADEN'S POVThe phone remained tightly clutched in my hand as I stormed out of my office without bothering to close the door behind me. My heart pounded relentlessly against my ribs, and although every step sent sharp pain through my body, I ignored it completely because the message on my screen had erased every other discomfort I had been feeling. The words were painfully short, yet they carried enough weight to destroy years of carefully buried secrets. Eli found out. I did not know exactly what he had discovered, but I knew it had something to do with Mila. She would never have sent such a message unless she had stumbled upon something that should have remained hidden forever. My breathing became uneven as I walked faster through the palace corridors, paying no attention to the guards and servants who immediately bowed their heads in greeting. Every second felt like another opportunity for the truth to spread beyond our control, and after everything Valthera and I had sacrif

DORIAN'S POV"Mila has been found."For a brief moment, I simply stared at Logan without saying anything because my mind struggled to process the words he had just spoken. Relief swept through me almost immediately, washing away the lingering tension that had settled over me since hearing she had disappeared. Although Mila and I had never shared the kind of relationship that allowed us to speak freely every day, I knew exactly who she was in this palace. She was Alpha Caden's daughter, whether the truth was known publicly or not, and she was one of the most important people connected to the Voss Palace. Losing someone like Mila would not simply leave a grieving family behind; it would shake the very foundation of every secret that had been buried beneath this palace for centuries. I slowly released the breath I had been holding and glanced toward Sera, whose shoulders also relaxed slightly after hearing Logan's report. The expression on her face told me she had been silently worrying

DORIAN'S POV"What are you doing with my kids?"Sera's voice echoed through the chamber with such force that even I felt my heart lurch inside my chest. Every instinct inside me came alive immediately as I stepped slightly in front of her without consciously deciding to do so. My eyes never left the stranger standing between Enzo and Damien. Although neither of the boys appeared frightened, I refused to lower my guard because too many strange things had happened inside this palace over the past few weeks. The mysterious figure remained perfectly still, one hand resting gently on each child's shoulder as though our arrival had been expected all along. The long black robe concealed almost every part of the person's body, making it impossible for me to recognize who stood before us. The silence stretching across the chamber became unbearable until the stranger slowly withdrew both hands from the twins and began turning toward us.The moment the figure completed the movement, both Sera a

ALPHA CADEN'S POVThe hospital room grew noticeably quieter after Dorian and Sera stepped outside. The soft sound of the closing door echoed briefly before silence settled over the room once again. For several moments, I remained standing exactly where I was, unable to convince my feet to move. My eyes rested on Mila's tired face as she lay against the white pillows, her breathing steady but far weaker than it should have been. The healers had assured us that her body would recover with enough rest, yet I could still see the traces of whatever nightmare she had survived. The scratches decorating her arms, the bruises hidden beneath the edge of the blanket, and the emptiness lingering inside her eyes all told the same story. My daughter had walked through hell, and while she was fighting to survive, I had been locked inside my own chamber drowning in guilt, ancient prophecies, and the consequences of decisions I had made years ago. For the first time in a very long while, none of thos