บททั้งหมดของ Throne of Desires: My uncle, My sinful mate : บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 109

SELENE’S POV“Where do we go from here?” Morgana asked. I waited for a better response, one I was certain about, but nothing came. She went on. “Jules hasn’t been found. And he was your last hope, wasn’t he? I’m sure by now he knows you’re no longer the war matron and that the power has been stripped away from you. We’re in trouble, aren’t we? Fuck! You should have let me stay back. Maybe at least Vincent would have saved me,”“Shut up!” I snapped. She shuddered, folding herself to the door. “You sound like a pathetic adult. You can’t be my daughter and be this stupid,”“I’m not stupid,” she whimpered. “You are just the one who thinks she’s smarter than everyone she comes across…” she paused, as if finding her voice again. Then she looked up at me. “Meanwhile you’re just an opportunist. Jumping from one gamble to another, playing with the lives of people you should love and who loves you,”My hand flew with pressure, striking her face. She was mute, until her sobs broke her silence

PARIS POVSomeone woke me from sleep, whispering my name like the wind. I stirred a little before opening my eyes. “Steffon?”“Where’s Vincent?” He asked. I turned sideways. Both ways. Vincent, who was lying by my side last night, wasn’t there any more. My heart tripped. “He was here.” “Are you sure?” Steffon asked. I slipped out of bed, checked the bathroom, the closet, and the balcony. Only his scent lingered in those places. “Where could he have gone?” I asked, panic setting in already. “I have no idea. But we have another issue on ground,” Steffon said. “The members of the high assembly who are still alive are downstairs. They want to know what happened and who is behind it. Margaret and her parents are already down with them,”I swallowed, trying to ground myself to what he was saying and ignore the fact that Vincent was missing. “So…so what do we do?” He shrugged. “Liam would have known. He was more of the political beta. I am more of a warrior.”I inhaled deeply, lett

VINCENT’S POVI stood on the stage with Paris beside me. The whole hall went quiet as everyone waited. This was the moment. The marking ceremony.I turned to her and held her hands gently. She looked beautiful under the bright lights. My heart beat faster. I leaned close and kissed her neck softly. Then I let my wolf come forward just enough. My teeth grew sharp. I bit down on the soft spot between her neck and shoulder. Not too hard. Just enough to leave my mark.Paris gasped and held me tighter. A warm bond formed between us right then. The pack cheered loud. They clapped and shouted our names. The mark on her skin glowed for a second before it settled. She was now fully mine. And I was hers.The cheers died down slowly. Paris was still glowing beside me, her hand warm and steady in mine, but her eyes held that familiar spark, the one that said the night was far from over. The pack watched us with a mix of awe and curiosity, their whispers buzzing like insects around a lantern. Let

MASON’S POVI walked into the room before cutting ties with Carla. “Thank you, Steffon,” I thanked him, then turned to Carla. “I’ll meet you outside in a few minutes.” She squeezed my arm a little with a smile. Steffon closed the door. I stood at the post for a while, staring at Liam’s still body on the bed. A flower was by his bed side, like one usually placed on a grave. Two more were at the edge of the bed. I dragged a chair noisily down to his bed side and sat. “Hey,” I muttered, fighting tears back. He didn’t respond. And for crazy reasons, it felt weird. Surprising still.So many times, Liam scolded me. I grew up with him hovering about me like a father figure until the day of the big reveal where I discovered Vincent was my father. But even after then, Liam didn’t stop. He’d scold me, yell, correct me, tell me more stories about him, cause they were endless. Every new day came with a new story from his past on what he did and didn’t do. And most of the time, when he

PARIS POVThe sun felt warm on my skin as Triss and I walked slowly through the pack streets. Everything looked brighter now. The war was over, and a new peace had settled over the kingdom. Flowers bloomed along the paths, and the air smelled sweet and fresh. I took a deep breath and smiled. It felt good to be outside, away from the heavy sadness in our house.Triss walked beside me, her arm linked with mine. “I still can’t believe Jules is really gone,” she said softly. “No word, no sign. It’s like he vanished into the woods forever.”“He’s not coming back,” I replied gently. “You deserve to move on, Triss. Find someone who makes you happy.”She laughed a little. “Happy? I just want a handsome man to take me to bed. Nothing serious yet. Just… fun. Someone strong, with nice eyes and big hands.”I giggled and nudged her. “What about that tall guard from the north? The one with the curly hair you mentioned yesterday?”Triss made a face. “No way. Too serious. He talks about duty all the